Or less traveled, if you’re American. Writers in their yellow wood of composition come to their own diverging roads at last, and have to decide which path to send their completed book down – the conventional route via agent and publisher, or the other, self-publishing. Is the latter still the one less travelled? Possibly not,Continue reading “The Publishing Road Less Travelled”
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Believe It Or Not: paranormal fiction
When my father left the air force at the end of World War II with a bit of money in his pocket, he spent some of it on a complete set of the latest edition of the Encyclopaedia Britannica. I still have it, well worn, with some of the 24 spines barely legible any more.Continue reading “Believe It Or Not: paranormal fiction”
Shadows: what lurks behind the wainscot?
In the house where I was born, on what was then the rural fringe of Luton, we had gas brackets for lamps in the bedrooms. They were no longer connected to any gas supply (which didn’t stop me bunging mine up with plasticine, just in case), but I liked them being there, because they wereContinue reading “Shadows: what lurks behind the wainscot?”
Thorne Moore 