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When I am not writing, I can be found outside playing with my horse. (ergo horse photo) Jack, my Quarterhorse, has taught me to understand horse language and psychology, which has made me a better human being.

I have written some fantasy stories that live in my bottom drawer, waiting to be finished, and a few children’s stories. I have written and self-published stories for my grandchildren. Stories that tell about how each of them came into the world and stories to explain Christmas from their favourite toy’s point of view. Even one where a favourite toy went off on his own adventure and (spoiler alert) finally found his way home.

I am currently working on a middle-grade novel set in the ’90s in the UK. A group of young friends help preserve Red Kite’s in Wales, reintroduce them to England and Scotland and stumble across a terrorist organization when one of them is kidnapped. The rest of the story has yet to unfold, no doubt they will have to rescue their friend somehow, stop the terrorists from carrying out their plans and make it home in time for dinner. The story was born during a Middle-Grade Fiction course with The Scribbles Academy, during which I wrote the first 8000 words of the Red Kite story. I plan to enter the first 4000 words into a writing competition run by the Academy.

I also completed a Junior Fiction Course with the same Academy, this one is about a young girl and her talking mouse. There is a story about a wild Brumby bubbling away in the background that is not getting any attention.

I write a blog, here on WordPress, to give my inner critic (Muriel, she’s terrible) something to whinge about, then while she’s distracted, the creative writing happens. That’s the plan anyway. Muriel can be quite sneaky and insidious in their ability to side-track me completely.

My short story styled memoir, ‘Becoming Rhiannon‘ is available free on the iTunes store. Click on the link for your free copy.

Latest Posts

Here and Now

Time practically stood still it was going so slow. That year seemed to go on and on forever.

Tempered

Life has thrown a few curve balls lately. 2020, to put it mildly, threw us all for a loop and this year has been like a long drawn out goodbye. I am very thankful to have survived and my heart goes out to those who have lost family and friends. Closer to home, my elder … Continue reading Tempered

Don’t blink

I often think my life is a metaphor. We have been living in our house for forty-two years. Amazing, I know! We stayed to give our children somewhere to put down roots. When I was growing up our family moved every few years. New schools, new frenemies, new neighbours, new, new, new. Consequently I have … Continue reading Don’t blink

Going old school

I used to think an annual family newsletter was a bit impersonal. Turns out I was just a Christmas card snob. I would make, write and send cards as if my life depended on it. One year I made, embossed and then wrote seventy cards! Sheeskabob! This year for one reason and another I have … Continue reading Going old school

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