Seagulls, Sand and Serenity
There was a time when I viewed literary festivals from the outside, as a punter. I wanted books, more book, yet more books and stimulation, the opportunity to brush shoulders with authors, to feel a part of something special. … Continued
One of the joys of being on the organising team for the Penzance Litfest is the opportunity it gives me to delve into books that might otherwise have passed me by. I have just finished Cassandra Parkin’s novel Lily’s House. … Continued
I have been thinking about my recent post, Once More on the Road to Cairo, and about my dad – an amazing man who I still miss very much – and about my research trip to Jordan, pre-9/11, which … Continued
At a recent Writers’ Cafe session on using old photographs as inspiration for writing, my search for material led me to some of my Dad’s photos from his time in North Africa during WWII; a few days later I came across … Continued
Pitching is not something that comes easily to me – and I rather suspect I’m not alone… It’s been a while since I’ve blogged on my own behalf rather than Writers’ Cafe, but today I want to say a little … Continued