Tears today for France. What is there to say that isn’t already on everyone’s hearts and minds?
Inside our humanity, if we believe – and don’t stop looking for it, there is a glimmer of hope that despite the daily horrors we’re seeing unfold across the world, right will prevail. Good, in whatever form it takes, must win out. Right?
Downward spirals, leaching negativity and fear threaten to drag us down. What can we do other than begin the change we want to see, however small that beginning? If every one of us reached out to one person today and tried to make their day better, however naive that might seem, perhaps in some small way we could begin to counter the sad, the senseless, the wrong and the cruel?
There has to be the beginning of something new in order to end something old.
It’s been a while. On top of the usual daily grind, I’ve spent the last few weeks reworking my next book. I wrote ‘The End’ then received some editorial feedback which sent me back to the keyboard. Continue reading
A few weeks ago my family lost a much-loved man. There was no way to prepare for something so unexpected. By definition, a shock takes your breath away, shakes you to the core and leaves you diminished. The universe has been dented and there is nothing we can do to change that. Continue reading
I’m delighted to let you know that my second novel, The Father-Daughter Club, is now available on Amazon. Nook, iBooks and Google Play links will be live this week, and I’ll send an update when that happens.
Thanks again for all your support, feedback and messages of encouragement. A special thank you to everyone who took the time to write a review for Tuesday’s Socks. Much appreciated.
Now – back to finishing #3!
Best wishes to everyone, for a very merry Christmas.
Today was the perfect day for a bike ride. With temperatures in the low seventies and a fabulous breeze we pulled the bikes out of the garage and found our helmets. We dusted the cobwebs off and cycled over to the local gas station to fill up the flat tires. With bottles of water and great intentions we headed off towards the W. & O.D. trail. Continue reading
I hope you’ve all had a wonderful summer and are, as I am myself, ready for the crisp mornings and beautiful colours of autumn.
As many of you know my first novel, Tuesday’s Socks, is now available on Amazon in paperback and Kindle formats. It’s also on Nook and the iBook format will be available soon via the iTunes store.
It’s very exciting to see my baby in print and sincere thanks to everyone who has already bought copies. Thanks also for sending me your feedback and for posting your reviews on Amazon as all that feedback is welcome.
I’m hard at work editing the next book and will keep you updated on progress.
Once again, thank you. I appreciate all your support very much.
Writing, for me, has become like water to a goldfish; fuel to a car, milk to scrambled eggs – well, you get where I’m going with this. Take away the specific element and the fish suffocates, the car dies and the eggs burn. Continue reading
There was nothing good about the situation. The bridesmaid’s dress was too tight, emphasizing her lumpy hips, the flowers were making her sneeze, the lilac colored pumps pinched like a son-of-a-bitch and her agonizing and unrequited passion for the groom was choking her. Continue reading
Have you ever noticed that the longer you are with someone the more their history, stories, memories and experiences become part of your own? I’ve often seen couples, who’ve been together a long time, share stories with us, not recounting which of them actually had the experience. Somehow, it doesn’t matter. Continue reading
Verity had always hated her name. It felt like she had a mouthful of marbles, when she said it out loud. He grandmother had told her that it meant ‘Truth’ but that hadn’t helped her like it any better. In fact, it made her feel small, especially as she’d become such an accomplished liar. Continue reading