Hi all, I have been re-reading some of my old blog posts and as silly as it might sound, I am going to quote my own words in this current post. It’s not that what I said was particularly profound, but the words made me think, helped me remember why I am doing what I […]
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Chilling Corner for September
Hi all, This month I am looking at reading books in a series. A friend of mine has just published Book 4 and is looking at ten books before the series is over. I am also writing a series, but I am treading lightly, sorting out things in my mind. I worry a series might […]
Continue readingKirsty Mcmanus, Japan, and writing
I think I am so lucky to be able to introduce the wonderful and talented people I come across constantly. The decision to run a blog might have traumatised me at one stage but these days it only brings me pleasure. This month I am particularly happy because not only does Kirsty’s writing have humour […]
Continue readingImposter Syndrome – Phenomenon or Syndrome? (Part 1)
Normally my second post would be a piece on another author. I really enjoy meeting others, and I love reading what makes them different. However, I have heard the words imposter syndrome a lot in the last few weeks, particularly with reference to the writing world and it got me thinking. It’s a subject very […]
Continue readingDirty words: Fear isn’t one of them
Blogging has been an incredibly eye-opening experience and good for my confidence. I don’t know how many people are reading what I write whether it be the blog, my romance novel or my poetry books but I’m not fazed. If you want something you have to be prepared to be in it for the […]
Continue readingBook Corner Chilling in March
I have been thinking about creating a regular post around reading for quite a while. I love all kinds of books and my consumption is large enough to surprise the heck even out of me at times. In fact, where do I find the time? I don’t know. No, that’s not true. I do know. […]
Continue readingThe world in colour by The Human Hand.
Writing poetry just happened. I didn’t intend it and I don’t even know if I am good at it. There is a chance I could suck completely. Despite this I keep going. Ideas seem to spring up out of nowhere and scream at me, demanding their release. So many experiences in my life have left […]
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