It all began with a Shopping List

It all began with a shopping list that became a doodle that turned into a plump little pussycat dressed in tutu and ballet slippers. Quickly forgetting the weekly repetitive boredom of my shopping list, I studied my doodle with quiet pride and began to question… Now...

Bookshelf Friends

From my earliest days I, together with big sisters, Rosemarie and Christine, had a love of books and were taught, by parents and teachers alike, to treasure them as friends. Books are friends with whom we share quiet moments, we were told; friends that bring laughter,...

Notes to an Aspiring Author

We writers must accept that we cannot please all book lovers with our work, no matter how great we think it is! Each and every one of us has our own particular taste and idea of the kind of story we like; how it should read, sound, develop and end. With this in mind,...

Birth of an Idea

As a deeply imaginative child, I loved telling stories to my friends. To the secret amusement of my teachers, like a wandering medieval minstrel I would hold court on the classroom steps, re-imagining new twists to the latest cinema screenings, recounting and miming...

A Tour Around My Study

My ‘study’ is not just a room in my home, but also an extension of my ‘thinking space’, in other words, what’s going on in my cluttered, un-organised mind! Whether on holiday, in bed or travelling on a bus, in the garden or supermarket, people, animals and happenings...

My First Blog

Hi there! Welcome to my very first Blog. Asked why I write, sketch and paint, my answer is: I simply must! It is part of me. You see, I am a dreamer, and to put it rather grandly, my mind is filled to bursting with characters and stories desperate to emerge from the...