A Broad Abroad: Death in Business Class

‘There’s no problem; it’s alright — I’m with British Airways,’ a short dark-haired woman is screaming in my ear. I slowly return to consciousness, as though forcing my way through mist.  I am lying on a trolley, being pushed at high speed through a concrete tunnel with no windows.  Stark neon tubes burn above my head, illuminating central heating ducts and an occasional doorway. Even in my disoriented state, I know everything is definitely not alright!  

A Tough Day At The Office: An Indulgence

It's the third Monday of the month, which means it's not only personal essay day here on the blog, but it's also Chudleigh Writers' monthly meeting. And today, we broke out of our little room in the Town Hall and hit the road to Stover Country Park. What follows are my somewhat indulgent musings on the day.

Elizabeth Chats With...Margaret Barnes

My guest this month is a fellow member of Chudleigh Writers' Circle and my writing buddy. In 2012, when we were both working on our debut novels, we met each week to work through our manuscripts together, honing our critiquing and our editing skills at the same time. She is a retired barrister, living in Devon, whose fiction is set in the law courts of London, a city where she spent much of her adult life and for which she has 'an unrequited love'. I am delighted to be chatting with Margaret Barnes.

Quantity Over Quality?

This Friday will be 10th April and it’s a special date for me for a number of reasons. Firstly, it was the day on which my late parents got married. This year, it will be their 65th anniversary and I will, as always, raise a glass to them, as I’m sure they are celebrating somewhere. It’s also the second publication anniversary for Parcels in the Rain, and I will be trying to think of an appropriate way to celebrate that fact too.