Père Lachaise Cemetery, and an Ode To The Lizard King

Last week Leslie and I took a stroll around the beautiful and haunting Père Lachaise Cemetery in Paris. It’s the final resting place of many literary and creative luminaries, such as Oscar Wilde, Alexander Dumas et al. But the guy whose tomb I wanted to visit was the Lizard king himself, James Douglas Morrison. A fully paid up…

Paris, With The Neon Turned Off

I’m sure we’ve all speculated, dreamed even, of what it would be like to find ourselves transported to another moment in time. In Paris, where I currently live, it’s not that difficult to do. Just turn off the neon and go for a walk. All images by the Nomad Champagne Model: Leslie Patrick  Steven Moore…

à bientôt, England

Bonjour, mes ami. Usually, when I have a trip to my country of birth England planned, I get anxious, nervous even, because the bottom line is, I don’t really like being there all that much. My life is away from England, a life I’ve worked so hard to forge for myself over the last decade.…

Introducing: Kerra Nancarrow

A month or two back I posted a blog introducing my novel’s main protagonist, Tristan Nancarrow. To follow up that post, here’s a brief introduction to his troubled mother, Kerra. Kerra Nancarrow is trapped, enslaved even, by a brutal husband and her incarcerating island prison. For too long she has suffered terrible abuse, and her…

And The Winners Are…

Thanks to everyone that entered into my ‘win a postcard’ competition. And the two winners are… 1. Big bad Brien Silver at ‘Sabai Jai Yen.’ and 2. Sally at ‘A Breath of Foreign Air.’ Well done guys, and a lovely postcard from Borobudur is on its way to you tomorrow. I asked you where these…