I love writing, reading and all things to do with red wine! The Crying of The Children is my first novel. History was not my greatest love at school – in fact I hated it. But, thanks to browsing and some amazing sites, I began to delve into the social history of 19th century England. With its poverty, child labour, baby farmers and laws to keep the working man down, I was as angry as I was fascinated. I felt for those whose lot it was to be born to that time.
I may be slightly loopy – and why not – but these people began to take shape in my mind. I knew them and I wanted to tell their story. So with lots of research (Spartacus – an amazing site) reading and a mountain of notes, the story began to take shape. But I wanted to do more than just write a story, I wanted to give my characters a say, a voice that so many didn’t have.
I must have done something right because now I am being asked if there is a sequel. There is. I’m working on it.
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More than just butterflies.
Seen on a plaque in Cornwall: NOW IS THE TIME TO DRINK CHAMPAGNE AND DANCE ON THE TABLE So, do we take it literally? I think so. Although, I’m not sure that it’s wise to encourage the more mature, though not necessarily more sober of thought (and action) members of…
The street is covered with a silent blanket of stillness; shop lights shimmer behind the veil of steadily falling snow. Beyond the veil, behind the glass, sitting in front of a painted fire, surrounded by smiling elves, Santa nods his robotic head. Three hours to midnight, Christmas Eve…