The lovely piece of artwork that I chose for this post is something I unexpectedly received from a reader of "Infinite Stranger". She messaged me to say that this is how she visualised the seaview bedroom of my protagonist, Leah Cavanagh, who lives with her single mother in Lyneham-on-Sea, on the western coast of Lancashire. [...]
Coming to the end of a good novel is rather like coming to the end of a good relationship. I suppose the main difference is that a good novel remains good right until the end, whereas a good relationship ...? Hmm. Logic says that it can’t be ‘good’ anymore by that stage, otherwise it wouldn’t [...]
As it’s technically still summer, with the flowers in my garden still healthy shades of red and yellow and pink (those that escaped the hungry jaws of my mad Belgian Malinois dog), and the cobalt-blue sky hanging covetously over our high garden wall as though protecting this secret paradise from the autumn winds that lie [...]
I once had a boyfriend who had a very simplistic philosophy on life. According to him (let’s call him Joe Bloggs), what could anyone want more in life than good food, good wine and good sex? Our relationship did not last long. But although it’s true that Joe was a rather simple sort, he was [...]
When I visited the exquisite country of Rwanda eighteen months ago, together with my daughter and Errant Hubby (who was not yet errant back then, needless to say), I had no idea what was in store for me. I’m sure most people will automatically associate the name ‘Rwanda’ with the genocide against the Tutsi that [...]
FOR SOME WE LOVED is a semi-autobiographical novel based on the complex relationship between a mother, a daughter, and a monk. Here's a very brief overview, followed by the first chapter. In 1978 Leah Cavanagh, an attractive sixth form student who dreams of being a concert pianist, meets Brother Matthew Haddon on a retreat with [...]
Wendy Skorupski 