I love fun, spooky things – and they don’t get more fun and spooky than Mr Tommy Donbavand. Continue reading
Tommy’s Tour Giveaways
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Playing about
My new friend Gilli Fryzer, and Neil Gaiman
I was lucky enough to be one of the listeners at Neil Gaiman‘s short story masterclass c/o The Word Factory. Among the many points that made me think was his continuing need to outwit himself in order to create. Continue reading
Golden Windows
This is a story spelled out in broken seashells at the edge of the evening tide… Continue reading
On not filling buckets
The Story Hunt
This is a tale spelled out in pine needles, bracken and long silver hairs.
The Pilgrim Woman tells a new Peppercorn story – which may reveal something of her past… Continue reading
Questionette
Not so much a full-blown questionnaire – more of a sprinkle of queries.
The Queen of the Little Realm
This tale was told by the seal people and carried by salt winds…
4 & ½ tips for Writers & Readers
The Trust Polka
This is a story washed up by the tide and written in shells and seaweed…
Birds from a different sea called outside The Garret. The pilgrim woman went down, opened the door and stepped out onto a busy wharf. Nearby, tall houses with pointed roofs stood in two rows like sets at the start of a dance. Green and red, blue and orange; their timbers and window frames shone with bright paint. Continue reading
This is a story washed up by the tide and written in shells and seaweed…