When I started the not the same river project, there were no websites to help me find interesting names. There was no internet at all. It was the year Eastenders arrived on the telly. The year Roger Moore stopped pretending to be James Bond. The year the wreck of the Titanic was found. The... Continue Reading →

Some old photos from my corner of Kent. Chatham Riverside. Taken on Vivitar Ultra Wide & Slim film camera. Welcome to Chatham Magpies on Rochester Castle walls Shopping ghosts Tap N Tin. Chatham.

Today is the third anniversary of a very special beginning. It was the first time I’d taken part in a NaNo event. More importantly, I wrote the first words of a writing project that had been brewing for thirty years. That first book evolved into more. A second, a third. Definitely no more than four.... Continue Reading →