I recently read an interview with a writer who said that she far preferred fictional love stories to real life. The longer I live, the more I agree with that sentiment. I guess that’s why some people write, and some people read, and some people do both. And some people are really, really lucky, and [...]
Before I get to the horrible bit in this blog - I mean the bit on that dark lonely street in Birmingham - let’s start all nice and innocently, shall we? September: season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, according to Keats. Children and teenagers back at school, summer almost over. Another year in the cycle [...]
Wendy Skorupski 