“Nights are warm, and stars shimmer in the sky like a blacktop road in the noonday sun. Roses spill over garden gates, heavy with bees and perfume; field and forest are lush and teeming with life.” – Michele Morgan Six …

“Nights are warm, and stars shimmer in the sky like a blacktop road in the noonday sun. Roses spill over garden gates, heavy with bees and perfume; field and forest are lush and teeming with life.” – Michele Morgan Six …
If you missed the discussion of my journey on choosing a word to theme my year, this is my 2018 post. For those who’ve followed my journey across a couple of years, you’ll know I have personal experience of ill …
In May, I received my current WIP back from an alpha reader. I flit between the term alpha and beta reader, because there isn’t a great deal to define each. However, in this case, this was the first completed draft …
“There is a wildness in the air, a spice that belongs to more than lilacs or the sweet woodruff blooming beneath the trees. Ferns glisten with morning dew, and somewhere, lovers conspire to meet at sundown.” – Michele Morgan May …
“It’s very hard especially at first to separate you from your art, because your art doesn’t necessarily define you.” ~ S. M. Boyce When we interviewed S. M. Boyce at the end of April 2013, we ended with an …
My family on my mum’s side are a musical bunch. My grandmother was a violin teacher who helped set up a classical orchestra decades ago. As she passed away before I was born, my only ‘memories’ are of my mum …