Category Archives: Writing
A Blooming Good Read
I should mention I have no method to my reading. If I had, I would waste less time on unworthy books (ah yes, The Goldfinch…) Currently I’ve chosen well. I am revisiting the illicit charms of Lady Chatterley’s Lover which
A Blooming Good Read
I should mention I have no method to my reading. If I had, I would waste less time on unworthy books (ah yes, The Goldfinch…) Currently I’ve chosen well. I am revisiting the illicit charms of Lady Chatterley’s Lover which
Why I Write
The sound is like a low growl. You mightn’t hear it but even when I look at peace, I’m making it. Then I itch and scrape. Is my stomach empty? Do I need a walk? A nap? A blanket? Kibble?
Why I Write
The sound is like a low growl. You mightn’t hear it but even when I look at peace, I’m making it. Then I itch and scrape. Is my stomach empty? Do I need a walk? A nap? A blanket? Kibble?
Published in Turkey!
It’s Turkish Release Day! Here’s the cover of…Fashion and Spaghetti! Turns out Silk for the Feed Dogs doesn’t translate so well in Turkish. Fashion and Spaghetti has a certain ring to it, don’t you think? It’s the first foreign edition of
Published in Turkey!
It’s Turkish Release Day! Here’s the cover of…Fashion and Spaghetti! Turns out Silk for the Feed Dogs doesn’t translate so well in Turkish. Fashion and Spaghetti has a certain ring to it, don’t you think? It’s the first foreign edition of
Tea-d Off
I’ve tried to adapt. Change is good. It keeps things fresh, they say. Minty fresh, in fact. A couple of months ago I was forced to accept that my favorite hot beverage at Starbucks, Tazo Zen tea, a refreshing blend
Come on, baby, light my fire
Originally posted on Betimes Books:
“Come with me, little girl,” said Fausto, leading me back inside. “I’ll light your candy cigarette for you.” The easiness of us surprised me. I had thought a relationship with an Italian man would be…
Come on, baby, light my fire
Originally posted on Betimes Books:
“Come with me, little girl,” said Fausto, leading me back inside. “I’ll light your candy cigarette for you.” The easiness of us surprised me. I had thought a relationship with an Italian man would be…
Australia, I’m Coming…
…just not in person. Nope. They’re sending Kat and Edward. You see, Silk for the Feed Dogs is now on Kindle Promotion for a limited period in Australia! Time to let everyone know Kat and Edward have landed. I’m calling
Australia, I’m Coming…
…just not in person. Nope. They’re sending Kat and Edward. You see, Silk for the Feed Dogs is now on Kindle Promotion for a limited period in Australia! Time to let everyone know Kat and Edward have landed. I’m calling
My Favourite Book
There is a passage from classic literature so vividly macabre yet fantastically romantic that it seared itself into my girlhood brain. Nothing Hollywood’s big budget pyrotechnics or CGI wizardry has ever produced has come close to replicating it: the image
My Favourite Book
There is a passage from classic literature so vividly macabre yet fantastically romantic that it seared itself into my girlhood brain. Nothing Hollywood’s big budget pyrotechnics or CGI wizardry has ever produced has come close to replicating it: the image
Kat, Edward, Gatsby, Capote…and Kevin
The Plaza Hotel is legendary. It opened in 1907 when rooms cost $2 50 per night. Now they cost around $800. At the time it placed the largest ever single order for gold-encrusted china and boasted 1,650 crystal chandeliers. In
Kat, Edward, Gatsby, Capote…and Kevin
The Plaza Hotel is legendary. It opened in 1907 when rooms cost $2 50 per night. Now they cost around $800. At the time it placed the largest ever single order for gold-encrusted china and boasted 1,650 crystal chandeliers. In
Kat and Edward at Christmas
When Silk for the Feed Dog was published in September 2013, I breathed a huge sigh of relief. There was the obvious reason: I was setting it free to be read and hopefully enjoyed––or to be ignored or, God forbid,
Kat and Edward at Christmas
When Silk for the Feed Dog was published in September 2013, I breathed a huge sigh of relief. There was the obvious reason: I was setting it free to be read and hopefully enjoyed––or to be ignored or, God forbid,
Excerpt from GIFTS: Bittersweet Christmas Stories by Jackie Mallon
Originally posted on Betimes Books:
From “Blue and Unassuming under a Christmas Star” by Jackie Mallon: “In Sean Kat recognizes not a point of conversation anymore but the repository for all her frustrations. “Give that money back, you little shit.…
Excerpt from GIFTS: Bittersweet Christmas Stories by Jackie Mallon
Originally posted on Betimes Books:
From “Blue and Unassuming under a Christmas Star” by Jackie Mallon: “In Sean Kat recognizes not a point of conversation anymore but the repository for all her frustrations. “Give that money back, you little shit.…
Jackie Mallon 