Wednesday, 28 November 2018


A bluebell is a flower with a blue (except when it's white or pink, obviously) bell shaped flower. Which particular flower depends on where in the world you live. 

 These are English bluebells (Hyacinthoides non-scripta) – which I photographed in Wales.

These are Scottish bluebells (Campanula rotundifolia) known as harebells in England.

These are Spanish bluebells (Hyacinthoides hispanica).

Which flowers do you think of as bluebells

Monday, 26 November 2018

Are We Nearly Famous?

I reckon I must be almost famous – I surveyed some of my friends and family and every single one of them had heard of me! (Oddly not many of them wanted to listen to my jokes.)

Actually I don't really want to be famous. Not in a 'daren't go out in public for fear of screaming fans, and paparazzi trying to catch you doing something mildly embarressing' way. I'd quite like more people to know about my books, and ideally buy one or two, though. Three of my writing friends, Sheila Crosby, Rosemary Kind and Lynne Pardoe felt the same way, so we decided to create this free ebook, to share stories, reveal a litlle about why we write, and promote our work.

You can download Are We Nearly Famous? for free here.

My story, The Mysterious Stone Of Ogham, is set at Gigha in the inner Hebrides. Of course I've visited and photographed (and swum in a little lagoon at the edege of) this beautiful Scottish island.

Wednesday, 14 November 2018


Perchance is another one of those words my dictionary claims poets are allowed to use whenever they like, but the rest of us should limit to historical works.

It means perhaps, maybe, by chance, or by any chance. For example, 'would you care to buy my book, perchance?'

Hmm, perchance my dictionary is right – it does sound very dated, doesn't it?

Wednesday, 7 November 2018


This post has been scheduled as I'll be at sea when it's due to go out and won't be able to do it then. I do a lot of travelling, so it's not that uncommon for me to be without wi-fi access. Even so, I do sometimes feel a little insecure if I can't easily contact other people. Maybe that's the writer's need to communicate?

I'm sure writers are very familiar with schedules. When we make a list of things we intend to do, we're scheduling our time, we might schedule social media posts to promote a book, and the publications we write for may have a payment schedule.

Other meanings of schedule include making an inventory or table of contents, or including something, for example a rare bird, for preservation or protection and anything which runs to a published timetable. For example this ferry was exactly to schedule.

It's appropriate that my need to schedule this post is connected with an insecurity as this is the first Wednesday of the month and therefore an Insecure Writer'sSupport Group post.

Does being disconnected from the World Wide Web make you feel insecure?

Do you pronounce the first syllable of schedule as shed, or sked?