Here's a preview of the first chapter of my next novel, Infinite Stranger, which is being published this summer. On a snowy February morning in 1978, eighteen-year-old Leah Cavanagh meets Brother Matthew Haddon while on a retreat with her Catholic girls’ school. The four days she spends at Greystones Abbey in the wilds of North [...]
Here's the opening of my novel, Once Upon a Thousand Hills - a bizarre love story about a feisty sex shop worker seeking more meaning in her life, and an aloof director of a London refugee centre hiding from his tortured Rwandan past. Although the backdrop is dark, the punchy romance that unfolds - 20 [...]
Naomi Lieberman has flown the nest of her hometown in Liverpool to seek the bright lights of London. Despite having a degree in forensic science, Naomi finds herself working as a sales assistant at a sex shop in Soho. This is just one of many shameful secrets she has to hide from her Orthodox Jewish [...]
Yes I know, it’s already halfway through January, so why am I writing a post about New Year’s resolutions? Well the thing is, at first I’d resolved definitely NOT to make any resolutions this year, just for once, because I never stick to them anyway and they never work out and what’s the bloody point, [...]
Does that ever happen to you? Does the strain of a particular song or a scene in a particular film, or perhaps the atmosphere captured by a particular painting, ever bring a kind of pang to your innermost being? A gush of nostalgia, longing, wishing you could be back there, or still in there, in [...]
Guilt-ridden au pair Kitty O’Hara urgently needs to atone for a wrong done to her best friend Dianne Lenore, who lives in an isolated state at the top of the sea-view Cliff House. Before turning out my bedside lamp in the small hours, I decide to do something very bold. Even by Kitty O’Hara standards. [...]
Here's a little romantic gem from the past. THE LOVERS' DREAM To smile upon the moonlight stream And laugh and love was their only dream. To gaze contently and softly sigh, No need to fret, to fear or sigh; Just to feel the night’s soft kiss That together wrapped their hearts in bliss, No need [...]
Wendy Skorupski 