We are hanging out at the Children’s Hospice this week. As you do. We are able to come every ten-ish weeks, usually for three or…
I write queer, historical, paranormal, romantic suspense, mostly.
We are hanging out at the Children’s Hospice this week. As you do. We are able to come every ten-ish weeks, usually for three or…
I had a bit of a panic attack this morning when I realised I hadn’t updated my blog for ages. And then another bout of…
Beware, this is a bucolic, pastoral post, instead of me doing any actual writing of fiction. I usually power-down between Christmas and the New Year…
I signed up for NaNoWriMo, just to give myself a framework for this month, really, and I’ve been doing quite well. This morning though, I…
Due to Confusing But Boring Domestic Circumstances, OH and I ended up having a quintessentially British lunchtime picnic in the rain today. We had cold sausages and roast potatoes and tomatoes and a cup of tea each, sat in the car as the windows misted up.