It's Christmas Eve my friends and you know what that means. Time to start eating and reading! For a limited time only, get "Under this Skin", my original e-book, for the bargain price of 99p! Snuggle up with this fantastical, five-star tale whilst chowing down on (several) mince pies. Offer starts 8am today. The price... Continue Reading →
“Under this Skin” available to buy on Amazon!
"Under this Skin" ebook is available on Amazon! The link goes to Amazon UK Kbut it's up on other countries websites too - just search for "Under this Skin". And you can borrow it for free if you're a Kindle Unlimited customer. If you're not sure if it's right for you, check out my blog... Continue Reading →
Visiting Alice Liddells Grave
Any fan of ‘Alice in Wonderland’ will know that its eponymous heroine is based on a real person. Alice Liddell was the fourth child in the Liddell family. They were friends with Charles Dodgson AKA Lewis Carroll and it was on a boating trip that he whipped up the tale of Alice and the White... Continue Reading →
She’ll do Nicely
They say when your senses diminish, other senses become more astute, so your eyes improve if you’re deaf, your ears if you’re blind. I don’t know how truthful that is, but it seems as my body has diminished the strength of my mind has grown. All those books I read are now proving their worth.... Continue Reading →
The Ballad of Annie Jeffries
They called me the Changeling babe,Not quite a girl, not quite right.Through needle eyes I saw other realmsand went wild dancing round finger trees.I jumped the Naiad,on a green bowing branch,and sang to the fair behind the fronds.Nay boy could beat me at their games,I would lick my finger at them and shriek,stride back to... Continue Reading →
Poetry – Elder Cry
I am tired My eyelids heavy My lips are raw My fingers crack. I have gills Not lungs inside me Breath far stretched Held for sea salt. I feel my bones Under this cotton Layers weighted In baby pink. I had tall wings Now cut and taped down Itch paper skin Feathers... Continue Reading →
Poetry – The Torch is not the Only Guide
If the darkness has found you, fear not. If it caresses your ears with cold, velvet words, you may listen without tremor. If it clasps and twists your body, you can move with it unbound. If it blackens your vision, close your eyes and make it blacker still. The darkness knows one path, so pull... Continue Reading →
An Open Fan Letter to Sir Terry Pratchett
I recently started reading Terry Pratchett's latest book 'Raising Steam', with a slightly heavy heart. Not because I didn't think I'd enjoy it, I knew I would, but because each new book brings us a bit closer to the time where there will be no more new books. He has a very rare form of... Continue Reading →
Prose – Mistress of the Sea – part 2
He stepped back. Niamh was left with her boat in the middle of a ring of ghostly faces. ‘Finally you are here.’ The voice was cold and bottomless, hissing and crashing from everywhere at once. 'Who are you?’ said Niamh. ‘I have too many names to count but I am the greatest of all forces... Continue Reading →
Prose – Mistress of the Sea – part 1
The last thing Niamh remembered was drowning, so it came as a surprise when she woke up. At first she thought she was dreaming. The air had that strange grey sense of a dream. Or being underwater. She held up her hand in front of her and moved it from side to side. Her skin... Continue Reading →
