I mentioned back in January that I have a new book ready for publication. But that I’m going to try a different approach. Well, it’s finally ready for release, and you can sign up now!
It’s called The Lost Things, and to get it you’ll need to pay for a subscription.
Continue reading “The Lost Things…”
Do you ever realise when you walk past other people, or sit near them on the bus, that they are all hiding something?
Continue reading “Swans and icebergs”
How do you feel when you think about next week, next month or next year? Apprehensive? Despairing? Resigned?
Continue reading “The best is yet to come”
I caught some of the proms the other night. There was a glaring absence however. The diminished orchestra was there. The animated conductor was there. But the audience was not.
Continue reading “Living without applause”
It’s possibly a self-fulfilling prophesy, but my latest book The Lost Things is threatening to disappear into oblivion. Call it my inept marketing or people’s suspicion of that condemning word ‘subscription’, but this book is flapping round like a dying fish in the bottom of a boat right now.
When I write and publish a book I find that the characters quietly slip into the back of my mind. It’s only by focusing myself on them again that they become real. I feel that for The Lost Things, they never got to see the light of day.
Would you like to be part of a resurrection story? Could you help me lead my characters into the light?
Could you look at the lost and make them found again?
It’s simple, just click here, then login and join the story!
I’ve said this before, but I don’t like going on a journey just for the sake of it. The only mystery tour I’d tolerate is like the one my granny went on years ago which was called ‘the mystery tour to Armagh’.
Continue reading “Uncharted territory”
As a self-declared catastrophist, I am always taken aback when good things happen.
There’s a steep hill below my parents’ holiday house in Donegal, my nemesis now, that holds something I’d never heard about in all my forty years. My dad has been seeking out an easy way down for me and others. Turns out it’s beside what was a house many years ago! And would only require two steps to get onto the beach!
Continue reading “Good surprises”
Thinking over my numerous blog posts, I’ve discovered the one leading philosophy that runs through most: acknowledging the difficulties we’re experiencing at the present time and looking for the opposite to get us through to the other side.
Continue reading “Looking for the opposite.”
What does that mean anyway? What if you search around inside yourself and come up empty?
Continue reading “Dig deep!”
Yesterday, my daughter and I snipped off the masking tape on a box with a label saying it contained her great granny’s china coffee set destined for her when she’s old enough.
Continue reading “Why do we save things ‘for good’?”
