Driving Dirty…

I was going to wash the car this morning but then it decided to rain. Days do that to you. They watch you like nosey neighbours who have a grudge. They try to second-guess you so that they can put a nail in your plans. So now the rain is falling and the car is... Continue Reading →

Lost Christmas…8

He came just after dark. I could hear his terrible steps across the city. My world trembled with each footfall. Tonight, my room had a window to the world and I stood at the cold pane watching the giant's advance. Each stride was met by fire. Each step an explosion. And I watched as if... Continue Reading →

Lost Christmas…8

He came just after dark. I could hear his terrible steps across the city. My world trembled with each footfall. Tonight, my room had a window to the world and I stood at the cold pane watching the giant's advance. Each stride was met by fire. Each step an explosion. And I watched as if... Continue Reading →

Eve Snippet…

It was a week before Rachael’s eyes focused. It was during the early hours of the morning. I was sleeping in the chair at the side of the bed when she screamed. I jumped out of myself with fear and Ruth almost fell down the stairs. Rachel was bolt upright in bed with her eyes... Continue Reading →

Another Eve Extract…

We moved her into our house after that. She stayed off school because of the broken arm we said she had suffered. She had got lost in the woods on the night of the storm and had tripped and fallen. Her arm had fractured, but what had made it worse was the that she had... Continue Reading →

Lost Christmas…5

These dark days I hardly see anyone. There's shapes and shades and shadows but nothing you could put a label to. Most of them tend to keep to the walls as if touching their way along in the darkness. My little kiosk sits in the middle of the walkway, a shining light during those lonely... Continue Reading →

The Story of Eve

An extract: When I was young, and without my mother, there was a time that I heard that howl. I had been foraging in the hinterlands, picking from sea and shore. At that time, such activity was the most efficient way of feeding myself. It was relatively safe as well. If I kept close to... Continue Reading →

When The Book Writes You…

I have entered that stage in my latest novel when the characters take over from me as the writer. They have started to decide what they are doing and it is that decision-making process that is propelling the book forward. I thought that I knew Evie, but she is showing me new aspects to her... Continue Reading →

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