Author: Bookshop Bistro

  • Suspense FF: A Dark Place by J. New

    Suspense FF: A Dark Place by J. New

    I live in a box. It’s dark and lonely and cramped. Built by someone with no flair for design it has no redeeming features, in fact it has no features at all it’s just a boring box. No colour seeps into my world, no light shines through the cracks between the walls, no sunshine warms […]

  • A Publishing Revolution?

    A Publishing Revolution?

    I thought today I would spend just a little bit of time to tell you about something special that’s happening in publishing. In fact, I want to introduce you to MY publisher – Pentian Publishing! Pentian, you say. “I’ve never heard of them!” Well, until about a year ago, neither had I. When I initially […]

  • Jane Davis on the Influence of Reading

    Jane Davis on the Influence of Reading

    Jane Davis is the author of six novels. Her debut, Half-truths and White Lies, won the Daily Mail First Novel Award and was described by Joanne Harris as ‘A story of secrets, lies, grief and, ultimately, redemption, charmingly handled by this very promising new writer.’ The Bookseller featured her in their ‘One to Watch’ section. […]

  • From My Bookshelf: Bryce Courtney

    From My Bookshelf: Bryce Courtney

    By Lynn Willoughby Whitethorn ~ Bryce Courtney Some time ago I was invited to lunch and each of us was asked to set our own place to remind us of our favourite author. I chose Courtney as I have been deeply moved by all of his novels, and knew I could defend my choice. Whitethorn was published […]

  • Did I switch the laundry?

    Did I switch the laundry?

    Part of the polishing process of your book requires you to read and re-read your book. It’s a good idea to spread this out and leave some time between the reads and even to read other materials at this point to lessen the amount that your own book is front of mind. While you’re reading […]

  • HUMOUR: My Date with the Dead – Riley J. Froud

    HUMOUR: My Date with the Dead – Riley J. Froud

    The day that I died was ordinary.  Ordinary until I died, that is.  I suppose for everybody else, it was still pretty ordinary – people die all the time, but I’d never died before so it wasn’t ordinary for me.  It was extraordinary. Death is nowhere near as exciting – nor as worrying, as I’d […]