After a great night in London last week, on a very rainy Tuesday evening this week, I celebrated my book launch with family and friends here in my home town of Stoke-on-Trent. It was something I always planned on doing
I’m a little bit shell-shocked this morning. It’s been SO long in the making that I’m not sure I can believe it. Today I will be travelling down to London with my fella and friends for my OWN book launch.
Yesterday my dreams came true when I received paperback copies of TAUNTING THE DEAD. After fourteen years, I’m pretty certain it’s the longest time anyone has waited to hold their baby. Yes, there were tears. Yes, there were grins. Yes,
I’m not sure I can put into words how fantastic this year’s Theakston Old Peculiar Crime Writing Festival was this year – or #TOPCrime2013 as some clever soul thought up. So, I thought I’d do it in pictures. From my
I never thought this day would come. I’ve thought about it long and often, and even though the dream has changed as the years have gone by, I’ve made sure I’ve never lost sight of what it means to me.