The Hay Festival

I love the Hay festival. I love all literary festivals, but there is a special place in my heart for Hay. As a child, my parents would bring me to this beautiful little town with its dizzying array of bookshops, and would set me loose. For a nerdy little kid for whom the real world paled in comparison to the myriad worlds found in books, Hay On Wye was a land of dreams.
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New Pastures

For anyone who’s missed it, I have some exciting news. I have just signed a three book deal with Orion books. I am thrilled to be once again working with the awesome Fran Pathak, and to be diving into my first ever trilogy. Eek! … More New Pastures

A day for women

It is International Women’s Day, and this year that feels like a massively important thing. Because it has become clear over the past months that equality is far, far from a reality. And yet, for so many women I know, this day is at best to be ignored, at worst it is an embarrassment. Why is that? Why do so many women say the word ‘feminist’ with a curled lip, an expression of disdain? … More A day for women

Plotting and scheming…

Somehow it’s February. I’m not sure how that happened. Although apparently it is commonplace for it to follow January. But much of the past month has spun by in a whirl of my own deviousness, for I have been plotting. It’s not as sinister as it sounds and, whilst it is tempting to take a shot at world domination -seriously, how much worse could I be than what we’re currently dealing with??? – I have, for now, restricted myself to the world of books.
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For me, stories come from characters. Whilst I will often begin with the vaguest idea for a story, it will not begin to take its fullest shape until I have an understanding of the characters who inhabit it. Just like we change the world around us, simply by moving through it, the same is true for the … More

The lull

I have a problem. It’s not a new problem. In fact, it’s one that’s been haunting me for the better part of this year. It is painful. I am suffering … More The lull

What a busy day for The Missing Hours, dropping into both Heat & Closer. Which is just ridiculously exciting!

The letting go

There is a rhythm to my authorly life. There is the thrill of the new idea, the next book, the one which will write itself, which in its formation will give me unprecedented joy. Then comes the terror of the blank page, the empty document, that knot in the pit of my stomach, the question – what if this is the one that I simply cannot write? Then the slog, the focus and, if I’m lucky, the flow. … More The letting go