It’s been a long time since I have attended a writing workshop or writing group, though I have done so in the past. This is mainly because I have been spending my time worrying more about writing out what I have in my head as first drafts than polishing up pieces for potential readers. I […]

I have been having dreams for the past few years about a strange little shop in a Victorian building. It is full of vintage furniture, handmade Egyptian perfume bottles that twinkle from dark corners, and the walls are covered in framed prints. The shop is Feathers in Canterbury. I used to go there all the […]

The first books I really remember from my childhood are by Beatrix Potter. They were the perfect size for little hands, I loved the detailed illustrations and the adventures the animal protagonists went on. There was a tie in TV series that my grandmother recorded for me on VHS tapes which I would watch over […]