As a writer, there are many things that scare me and make me want to hide in my cave and pretend that everything I write is just fantastic and it doesn’t matter if I never go outside because no-one will see it anyway. And breathe. In my pre-SCBWI deluded state,… more

The past few weeks have been madness. Falling out with my WIP and missing self-induced deadlines because there’s just never enough time to do everything are just the start of it all. After a very busy weekend, I just couldn’t do it today. My body resisted when I tried to… more

In a small seaside town called Herne Bay, magical things happen. The town’s inhabitants bustle around, oblivious to the miracles that are happening behind the charcoal grey door of Grosvenor House, 2 East Street. Frances and Torin Brown’s Grade II listed building gives off a grand, yet welcoming allure as… more