How I Came To Hold You
If there was a short video made about this, it would be set to rousing music, like this, and it would show things like me stepping off a train at Marylebone […]
Tag Archives: book
The Weight of Self-Pressure
As time edges ever nearer to the publication of my next book, I feel myself sinking further and further into that vast pit of despair that writers often experience either midway through […]
I need your honesty…
I know I can count on you lot to give me honest feedback. Brutal, you are, sometimes. But I need your opinion on something. As I wait for what seems […]
Want to make your Kindle even better?
So you’ve got a Kindle, you big fat show-off. Look at you, lying on the beach, or sat on the train, effortlessly reading a book without the wind blowing the […]
Review: Lunchtime, by Rebecca Cobb
I do love someone who’s multi-talented; and so, when ‘Lunchtime’ (by Rebecca Cobb) landed on my doormat, I was terrifically pleased to find that she had not only written her […]
What to do when a toddler you don’t know dribbles on your jeans
A little something taken from the sequel to ‘Goodbye, Pert Breasts’, and my favourite of the two books, ‘Teething Pains’. An Amazon review reads as follows… Genuinely funny. Don’t read […]
Five stars, of course
Dear reader, You look incredible today. Has anyone ever told you that? And you smell great, really lovely. What do you mean, it’s your natural scent? Wow. Look at your […]
Great Deals on ‘Goodbye, Pert Breasts’ and ‘Teething Pains’
I’ve decided that this year I need to put more effort into selling my books, hence the relentless plugging during ‘One Born Every Minute’ each Wednesday, which I’m sure has […]
So very lovely, made from love.
About ten minutes ago, I typed the final few words of my book for SANDS onto Microsoft Word (which just so happened to be Stevie Wonder lyrics) and sat back […]
Spam isn’t all junk
Somewhere, at some point in the history of time, some vagabonds got hold of my email address and started spamming me. Their emails follow the same format: rather dubious ‘Sender’ […]
