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If you go to see your doctor and need a prescription, you will see his or her fingers flying over the keyboard and in seconds a prescription form will slip out of...

Under Observation On Boxing Day there was a post on our community Facebook page – had anyone found a small red drone in their garden; a Christmas present lost on its...

Reading For Free  Most writers may hope, but do not expect, to be properly remunerated for their hard work or to make a living out of it. The explosion of e-books...

Yesterday evening I went to a seminar (don’t ask). As I arrived, the sun was shining, the leaves rustling in the breeze. Three hours later, as I stepped outside the building,...

As we strolled along the Thames one day I wondered where musicians, writers, filmmakers and artists would be without rivers and bridges. We walked from Waterloo Station along the South Bank to Tate...

It was a night like no other, a night that would go down in literary legend. To be precise, three days in June 1816, the Year Without a Summer. Severe climate abnormalities were...

As some of you know, I have views on the ”Free / 99p book and Ebook!” promotion thing. My views are that it creates the expectation in readers that something you...

…here’s a wee reflective piece, targeted mainly for my Author pals, but many of our dear and invaluable readerships will no doubt understand it, too… one of the weirdest things to...

There’s no time like the present, especially for authors. How long does the present last; a year, a week, a day, a second? My novel ‘Brief Encounters of the Third Kind’ was...

Just got back off my holidays. Lovely time. Devon, then home. Scotland, then home. Maybe not the most adventurous of choices, but it was fun, and that’s the most important thing....