On the Seventh Day of Christmas My True Love Sent to Me…

On the Seventh Day of Christmas My True Love Sent to Me…

…Seven Swans A-Swimming, and there is no prettier sight than one of them gliding along the water towards you. Their passage is elegant and effortless – you never see their black feet beneath the surface, hammering against the current. It’s the same...

Research Junkie

That’s me! I love a good bit of research to get me going with a book, whether it’s set in the present or the past, whether it’s fiction or non-fiction, digging around for information is a great stimulus of the creative juices; with me, it slakes a...