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Ghost Story Competition - Writing the Supernatural

 I'm not the Crowvus writer who publishes horror. I've appreciated the brilliant books by Judith Crow, but I know it's not something I can write. The supernatural is different. People will - quite rightly - tell you that horror can encompass the supernatural, but the supernatural is not only confined to that genre. The supernatural, by definition, have their roots in the natural. In the case of ghosts, they were once alive, now having transcended from the natural (i.e. worldly) existence, into the supernatural on an unknown plain. The best ghost stories (my opinion only!) are the ones which unite the natural and the supernatural, looking at the shadows and imprints left on the natural world by those now occupying the supernatural one. In essence, when I read through the submissions for the Crowvus Christmas Ghost Story Competition , I'm looking for the human aspect of the story. I love the idea of ghosts trapped in time, I love the idea of ghosts trying to commune with ...

#HistFicThursdays - Horrible Histories 3 - Alexander the Great

 A couple of weeks ago, I shared my book review for Simon Elliott's book Alexander the Great versus Julius Caesar . Since then, as I mentioned in the review, I have completed the first draft of a short story set in 46BC-45BC which, now needs some serious editing before it can go out there... But it will be appearing later this year! It was about Caesar and he featured as a character, although he's not the main character. So, having spent so much time writing about him and his time period, it's only fair I redress the balance and today look at Alexander the Great... I feel like I know a lot more about him than I did when I started watching this song. He's a character from history who speaks to us all in our youth, because he is the epitome of the youthful adventurer. We all imagine we can do immeasurable things, although hopefully not as brutally as Alexander did them! His story, though, was not one of rags to riches, but riches to glory. He took a great nation across th...

John o' Groats Book Festival

What a weekend it has been! The 1st John o' Groats Book Festival has been in the pipeline for a long time, and it certainly lived up to expectations. It started with a bang on Friday. A cartographer was launching her new set of Northern Scotland maps. Sadly, I was at work during this event but I've heard great things about it from people who were there. The cartographer's name is Val Fry and the publisher is Nicolson. The first event I could attend was on the Friday evening when the authors were introduced, including 8 fabulous local authors who each had a 10 minute slot. It was great to see one of the organisers, Ian Leith , start the evening by showing his books. The next author was Virginia Crow, published by Crowvus, who started her talk by showing the Day's Dying Glory book trailer which had people sitting on the edge of their seats. Virginia Crow, author of Day's Dying Glory It was super to hear so many local authors talk about their books, an...

"Day's Dying Glory" Book Launch

11th April 2017 The Ropewalk Barton upon Humber North Lincolnshire Rows of "Day's Dying Glory" from the initial print run. Many thanks to Caroline Watson for the photo. The first of anything is always a daunting experience. The first book launch for a story that has been years in the making, and embodying a little segment of our souls into each page, is a terrifying experience. We’ve been planning the launch of Day’s Dying Glory  by Virginia Crow for several months now so, when the time came to make it over to The Ropewalk in Barton-on-Humber on the 11 th April, we weren’t really sure what to say. The tension disappeared, however, when we arrived at The Ropery Hall and people started arriving. My sister, Judith, had surprised us by travelling down that day – all the way from the north of Scotland – to be with us on this momentous occasion. As more and more people arrived, some of whom I knew from when we lived in Lincolnshire, the atmosphere g...