I have never liked poetry! It is probably because the poetry I was introduced to through the school years left me puzzled. I did not understand any of it. Continue reading
Dewey is a cat who shares living at Moonbeam Farm with Odessa, Jaxon and the man-servant. The following is an extract from the story “Dewey’s Flight”, copied from the book “The Odessa Chronicles”. Continue reading
An interesting aspect of writing fiction is simply … it is fiction! A story can theoretically go in whatever direction the writer wishes. I note “theoretically”, because what surprised me with The Odessa Chronicles was how often the characters would seem to take charge of a story. Continue reading
“Just Thinking” (A little book, for when you have a little time, with some little writings, which may produce some little thoughts), was published in the latter part of last year and has already earned some interesting comments. One of the pieces (“Adrift”) was selected as a discussion point for students during National Poetry Month (USA). Continue reading
When I decided to document my first 18 months of living with Ray (resulting in “Who Said I was up for Adoption?”), it soon became obvious how Ray’s perspective on things would be very different from my own.
Ray was a very challenging dog**, and was an instant education for me in all things canine. Trying to understand almost 80lbs of rescued German Shepherd/Rottweiler with an attitude, produced sufficient material that each chapter in “Who Said I was up for Adoption?” was split into two parts … my perspective on the events, followed by how I envisaged Ray would see them. Continue reading