Sunday, 4 September 2016

And ... He's Off!

That's it ... it's done!

The MS for The Abernathy Cat came back from the editor with just a few minor corrections required. Those bloomin' plural possessive apostrpohes get me every time!

Thursday, 1 September 2016

One step closer ... finally!

Well, I was finally in a position to send off the manuscript to the lovely Maureen Vincent-Northam last night. It's only taken about 2-3 years to do so!

With Maureen's editing skills and illustrations from the talented Marie Fullerton, there's a good chance that this project will see the light of day before Lara's too old to enjoy it.

Saturday, 31 October 2015

Samhain Blessings

To celebrate Samhain, here is a wee offering, written a few years ago.

All Hallow's Morn

They gather round the cemetry,
that Gothic bone reposit'ry,
where moon's soft cast and silver'd hue
doth fade 'neath monolithic Yew.

Thursday, 9 April 2015

She Shows No Remorse - Personification in ABC form.

Dementia creeps slowly ... at first, so it seems.
Eroding the memories, like they've never been.
Faculties flounder; communication is flawed
Generations of family, are often ignored.
Insidious in onset, She shows no remorse.

Dementia creeps slowly ... She shows no remorse
Evading detection, She gives no recourse
For the frightened and lonely, forgetful, forlorn,
Grasping and searching, an older 'new born',
Desperately clinging, to their perception of 'Norm'.

Friday, 9 August 2013

Behind those eyes...

What complex thoughts
such tender orbs

with innocence of age,
a child so blessed.

Fragility of frame,
adorned in God's


holds the worries of the world



Friday, 12 July 2013

Thursday, 11 July 2013

A bit of fun with personification... of an emotion.

The Legacy of Lindsay Lust

When Lindsay Lust first set her sights
on Henry, for some sport.
I wonder if she realised
the changes she would wrought.
For Henry's brain had journeyed south,
the Lady Anne, his goal.
Her flirty little glances had
set fire to his soul.