Happy Monday! It's a beautiful sunny day here in London but my eyelids are sagging, thanks to my husband's wonderful snoring. At 5:3...

Reading through Prospera Publishing's newsletter yesterday, I came across this: Forget about equating writing with financial reward. Yo...

Veering slightly away from the writing theme, every Sunday I shall wax rhetoric about one of my favourite sweets (because they are also an ...

I've always been superstitious. I never walk under ladders or scaffolding (unless it's on Oxford Street, in which case I'm coral...