The Scribbling Sea Serpent

We raced to the top of the hill – to be the first to stand on top of the fairy mounds. They say that if you listen carefully on a calm ...

I stood, looking up at Glastonbury Tor from the Somerset levels. This flat coastal plain has been drained since the Middle Ages – a patch...

One of the best things about being a writer is all the wonderful people I’m starting to meet – not just in the virtual world – but in the re...

Sometimes bloggers work best as a team. There are a number of really interesting collaborative blogs out there, and being a collective defin...

Hello Gillian and welcome to my blog. I’m right in the middle of reading The Charter and I’m loving it, so could you tell us a bit about ...

I’m delighted to share the cover for Red Rock with you all today. I’m absolutely thrilled with it. I love the broad sweep of the se...

We sat in silence among the trees, hoping to spot an elusive red squirrel. There were traces of their presence all around – fresh gnawed pi...