Largely, I am a practical person. Or I like to think I am. I like logic, common sense, and using nouse when making decisions. Sometimes I pride myself in it, though I am also inclined to make silly decisions and all my logic then falls down. But generally, I'm not into touchy feely stuff. That's [...]
Some of you might have been wondering where I've been. An occasional glance at my blog may have made you think, 'gosh, it's a long time since she's posted.' You might have even been thinking, 'she's not really been on FB and Twitter much! She's been really quite quiet online.' Others of you might be [...]
I attended my first writing conference at the beginning of September. It was the Historical Novel Society conference held in the beautiful town of Oxford and it was a truly wonderful day. You see, I've never experienced it, that incredibly swell of excitement when you walk through a crowd of writers. When you know that every [...]
George’s first major renovation project was Carlton House, a residence given to him in 1783 when the then Prince of Wales came of age. With the rambling house came a stipend of around £60,000, which the prince was supposed to use to renovate the shabby building.
I feel like human beings, and writers too, should feel released to switch off their phones or Social Media accounts sometimes.
I've been dying to write a post for weeks - it's so lovely to finally be on here! Although it is quite funny because past me would never have really said that, finding blogging quite hard and all that, but recently I've been really enjoying it. Perhaps it's because I have a bit more time [...]
As Christmas draws near I find myself sitting at my family's old kitchen table with my sister-in-law enjoying my first port. At the point at which my neck connects with my chest there is a warm feeling where the port has left a little residue in my throat. It turns out I rather like port. [...]
This is a true story - it happened to me and a bunch of my friends the other night: The wind is getting up a bit but it doesn't matter because I am in the car. It's about 11pm and we are driving a friend home. We've pulled over to let them out. I am looking through the passenger [...]
I was planning on writing a blog all about the crispness of autumn, the crunch of brown, red and yellow leaves, the startling brilliance of the sunsets, but guess what? It's raining. It's been raining for several days. Gone is the crispness. Gone is the crunch. I can't even see the sunsets. But that's a [...]
I've also left a piece of my heart in Cornwall, so apparently I'm becoming rather careless over the article, but those are the only two places as of yet. It takes something spectacular to capture a piece of my heart, there are certain criteria that need to be met, and writing them down in this [...]