I decided to start this blog to journal my experience of having my first novel published. I hope to encourage other debut writers and receive advice from those who know the process. Reaching this point has been both exciting and hard work. I’ve discovered there is no blue print though I’ve masses of books and have attended many courses in an effort to find one.

In addition to developing the stamina to write, research and keep going, I’ve made friends with a variety of people I wouldn’t otherwise have met. That may well be the best bit.

The Cut by Anthony Cartwright

There are some novels that haunt you- in the sense that long after you’ve put them down, you keep discovering something else you’d not thought of. The Cut is one such. It begins, ‘The young woman runs burning along the side of the marketplace, down...

Kenilworth Books

On 2nd June, I approached Judy, the owner of Kenilworth book shop, to ask if there was any way I could promote my novel which she had on her shelves. When she suggested a book signing on 1st July at the end of Independent Bookshop week, I was delighted at the...

Traces of the past

One of the stories my mother told me concerned my walking from our home in Lee Street, Hull to  Cavendish Road school through East Park. Though I was five, going on six, I don’t remember the event. Our family moved from Hull when I was six and I’ve never...

Book Clubs

A Time for Peace, unread, was on a Leamington library shelf, so the next hurdle for me was to find it potential readers. The Readers’ Development Officer helpfully contacted Book Club leaders in Warwickshire to which two, in Leamington, responded. The first, led...


One of the hallmarks of an interesting artist, is their ability to learn. The David Hockney exhibition demonstrated that beautifully. When Hockney was ‘blocked’- perhaps bored with his current style- he moved on to another medium. He tried photography, and...

Writing retreat in Iona

‘Iona, an Island,a place to bring ourselves home.’ On Sunday, 2nd April, I tried to control my tears as I left P. on the platform at Leamington station. It didn’t help that I’d missed the earlier train to Wolverhampton which would have ensured...


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