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Thursday, 26 December 2019
Tuesday, 21 August 2018
Steeped in Summer Stories - Winchester Writers' Festival and Oxford summer schools
This is one of those catch-up posts as it dawns on me how long it is since I last blogged! And why is that, you ask? The spring and summer were intense phases of teaching, along with my core editorial work. I realised yesterday that we are on the cusp of autumn and couldn't quite believe it. This post, then, is a photographic diary of my summer and of the amazing people I've met.
I taught a part-time course on getting started in writing from April onwards as part of the University of Oxford's Department of Continuing Education work.
In June I ran three workshops at Cornerstone Arts
in Didcot, then paid my annual visit to teach at the Winchester Writers' Festival.
In July and August, I taught on Oxford University's Summer School for Adults (OUSSA) at Rewley House, followed by the university's International Creative Writing Summer School for three weeks at Exeter College.
Along the way, I met, as I always do, writers who were starting out or more advanced, writers brimful of enthusiasm, motivation, curiosity and the desire to improve their craft. I read and gave feedback on writing that was poignant, dramatic, thoughtful, beautiful, gripping.
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I taught a part-time course on getting started in writing from April onwards as part of the University of Oxford's Department of Continuing Education work.
At Winchester with my friend, writer Lisa Greaves |
In June I ran three workshops at Cornerstone Arts
With the Festival's original founder, the wonderful Barbara Large |
in Didcot, then paid my annual visit to teach at the Winchester Writers' Festival.
Conference Director Judith Heneghan |
Speaker Helen Dennis |
The Stripe Theatre by night |
Teaching on the OUSSA programme |
With my OUSSA students |
OUSSA students |
Along the way, I met, as I always do, writers who were starting out or more advanced, writers brimful of enthusiasm, motivation, curiosity and the desire to improve their craft. I read and gave feedback on writing that was poignant, dramatic, thoughtful, beautiful, gripping.
Getting ready to teach at Exeter College with fellow tutors Julie Hearn, Frank Egerton and Matthew Barton |
Exeter College, its lawns drier than we've ever seen! |
Tutors Susannah Rickards and Rachel Bentham |
Turl Street Oxford |
Exeter College Chapel |
Exeter College Chapel |
Exeter College Dining Hall |
Exeter College Chapel |
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Thursday, 1 March 2018
From injustice to insight: Jane Davis guest-posts about what inspired her new novel's powerful examination of resilience after tragedy
My guest today is Jane Davis, who has written an absolutely fascinating range of novels. I do love this, that she doesn't keep stirring the pot and serving up the same old same old: every book has an extraordinary cover and an extraordinary, individual tale to tell. Her latest is no exception: Smash all the Windows tells you by its title that it is about rage and rebellion against injustice. I'm always fascinated by the triggers for story and how stories take hold of us until we simply must tell them. Here's Jane's account of how this latest novel came into being for her –
Write
about how Smash all the Windows came
into being? It sounds so simple.
The seed
of my novel was anger. I remember that quite clearly. I was appalled by the
press’s reaction to the outcome of the second Hillsborough inquest. Microphones
were thrust at family members as they emerged stunned and blinking from the
courtroom. It was put to them that, now that the original ruling had been
overturned, they could get on with their lives. What lives? Were these the
lives that the families enjoyed before the tragedy? Or the lives that they
might have been entitled to expect?
For
those who don’t know about the Hillsborough disaster, a crowd-crush occurred during
the 1989 FA Cup semi-final, killing 96 fans. What was particularly shocking was
how the disaster played out in real-time in living rooms across the country. Live
commentary informed television viewers that Liverpool fans were to blame. In
that moment, victims became scapegoats. It would be twenty-seven years before
the record was set straight.
Elizabeth
Strout, an author I greatly admire, tells her writing students, ‘You can’t
write fiction and be careful.’ And I agree. I really do. But none of us exist
in a vacuum. The pain I saw on the faces of family members in the aftermath of
the second inquest, twenty-seven years after the disaster, was raw. My
favourite description of fiction is ‘made-up truth’. And so combining two of my
fears – travelling in rush hour by Tube, and escalators – I created a fictional
disaster.
The
previous year, on my way to a book-reading in Covent Garden, I’d suffered a
fall. Already overloaded from a day’s work in the city, I also had a suitcase
full of books in tow. The escalator I would normally have used was out of
order. Instead we were diverted to one that was obviously much steeper, but I
was totally unprepared for how fast it was. When I pushed my suitcase in front
of me, it literally dragged me off-balance. Fortunately, there was no one
directly in front. A few bruises and a pair of laddered lights aside, I escaped
unscathed. But the day could have ended very differently.
My
fictional disaster shared many common elements with Hillsborough. Because both
incidents happened before the explosion of the internet, voices weren’t heard
as they would be today. Photographs weren’t posted on Twitter. In both
instances, someone in management was new to the job. There were elements of
institutionalised complacency. (‘We’ve always done things that way’ is still
the most dangerous sentence in the English language.) Facilities dated from a
time when the relationship between pedestrian traffic-flow and human space
requirements wasn’t understood. Risk assessments hadn’t considered how multiple
casualties might be dealt with. Both disasters blighted the lives of many
hundreds – survivors, witnesses, families and friends, and the police, doctors
and nurses who dealt with the aftermath. I also wanted to reflect the
extraordinary pressure endured by the Hillsborough families following their
appalling treatment as they searched for loved ones.
But,
writing about my fictional incident, new difficulties soon presented
themselves. And they came from far closer to home. In May 2017 came the London
Bridge attack, an incident that took place within the setting of my novel. I
witnessed first-hand the bouquets of red roses that spanned the full width of
the bridge. The messages written to loved ones. And the photographs of the
victims, all those devastating, beautiful obituaries.
Susan
Sontag said, ‘Every fictional plot contains hints and traces of the stories it
has excluded or resisted in order to assume its present shape.’ I had to make
conscious decisions if I should let this disaster shape the story I was
writing.
I had
already realised that I didn’t want to write a book about blame. This would do an
injustice to the many individuals who behave heroically in the most terrible
circumstances. Added to which, everything I read about accident investigation delivered
a clear message. Any finding that an individual is to blame is not only likely
be biased, but will fail to get to the root of how the disaster happened.
Corporate Manslaughter remains an option, but there are difficulties and
dangers holding companies and organisations to account. Unwittingly, in setting
my disaster in a London Underground station, I picked a prime example of an
organisation that is subjected to crippling external pressures. London’s
rapidly growing population is the most obvious. Add to this the inherent
difficulties of expanding the Tube network. And nowhere are these challenges
more concentrated than in the City. I certainly didn’t hold London Underground
to be responsible for my fictional disaster.
Then in
June 2017 came the Grenfell Fire, the most heart-breaking tragedy of recent
years, not only because of the scale of the devastation, but because facts
quickly emerged that suggested it could have been prevented. Inadvertently, in
avoiding writing about Hillsborough, I now appeared to be commentating on two
disasters, both of which were far closer to home! And having made a decision to
write about unblame rather than blame, I was seriously out of tune with public
opinion.
Fortunately
the focus of my novel is human drama. My challenge was translate the emotional
fallout onto the page, capturing all of the guarded memories, the hidden sorrow
of a man whose wife will no longer leave the house, the man who mourns not only
the loss of a daughter but his unborn grandson and the end of his family line,
a woman who beats herself up for having been a bad mother, the daughter who
must assume position as head of the household, the sculptor who turns his grief
into art, the sheer heroism involved in getting up day after day and going out
into a world that has betrayed you. The real story is about human resilience
and the healing power of art. It is a story with a beating heart.
Smash all the Windows:
It has taken conviction to right the wrongs.
It will take courage to learn how to live again.
For the families of the victims of the St Botolph and Old Billingsgate
disaster, the undoing of a miscarriage of justice should be a cause for
rejoicing. For more than thirteen years, the search for truth has eaten up
everything. Marriages, families, health, careers and finances.
Finally, the coroner has ruled that the crowd did not contribute to
their own deaths. Finally, now that lies have been unravelled and hypocrisies
exposed, they can all get back to their lives.
If only it were that simple.
Tapping into the issues of the day, Davis delivers a compelling testament to the human condition and the healing
power of art.
Written with immediacy, style and an overwhelming sense of empathy, Smash
all the Windows will be enjoyed by readers of How to Paint a Dead Man
by Sarah Hall and How to be Both by Ali Smith.
Smash
all the Windows is currently on special offer at only 99p until May 31st. The Universal Link is books2read.com/u/49P21p - choose your vendor and order from there.
About Jane:
Hailed by The
Bookseller as ‘One to Watch’, Jane Davis is the author of eight novels.
Jane spent her
twenties and the first part of her thirties chasing promotions at work, but
when she achieved what she’d set out to do, she discovered that it wasn’t what
she wanted after all. It was then that she turned to writing.
Her debut, Half-truths & White Lies, won the
Daily Mail First Novel Award 2008. Of her subsequent three novels, Compulsion
Reads wrote, ‘Davis is a phenomenal writer, whose ability to create
well-rounded characters that are easy to relate to feels effortless’. Her 2015
novel, An Unknown Woman, was Writing
Magazine’s Self-published Book of the Year 2016 and has been shortlisted for
two further awards.
Jane lives in
Carshalton, Surrey with her Formula 1 obsessed, star-gazing, beer-brewing
partner, surrounded by growing piles of paperbacks, CDs and general chaos. When
she isn’t writing, you may spot her disappearing up a mountain with a camera in
hand. Her favourite description of fiction is ‘made-up truth’.
Jane has also written:
Smash all the Windows individual pre-ordering/buying links:
Amazon.com
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Amazon.co.uk
https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B079MBP3WD
Smashwords
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/788752
Apple
(iBooks)
https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id1346027779
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Finally:
I, for one, am delighted it's March now! February was not my friend: I'm still ill with a tenacious virus but will be launching my first online course, Get Ready to Write, later in the year. If you're not already on my newsletter list and you want to be among the first to know more about my courses and special offers, then you can sign up here. You'll get a free productivity guide too!
Wednesday, 28 February 2018
Self-publishing service shark warning: guest-post by Ann Kelley
You'll know that I have often celebrated the freedom writers have these days to choose between a traditional and an independent route to publication. My guest today is Ann Kelley, who has previously featured on this blog here. I love her writing - her ability to observe the natural world is second to none. She has experienced success as a traditionally published writer, winning the Costa Children's Book of the Year with her novel The Bower Bird, the second in her enchanting and moving trilogy about Gussie, a young girl with a life-threatening illness, who is one of the most 'alive' people you will ever meet in fiction. The first in the series is The Burying Beetle and all are published by Luath Press.
Ann has also published an ebook herself, of her novella On a Night of Snow. She went on to publish it last year as a lovely paperback with her own illustrations - and if you're a cat fan, this book should be catnip to you!
I've invited her to guest-post, though, because she has a salutary tale to tell of the darker side of the self-publishing industry, where, sadly, there are still sharks cruising to exploit writers. I won't name the firm in question here - but if anyone is seeking to self-publish I strongly advise them to join the Alliance of Independent Authors, because they can provide recommendations of good service providers and warn you off the baddies and incompetents.
Here's Ann's experience:
My
novella ON A MOONLIT NIGHT was first published as an Ebook (On a Night of Snow)
a few years ago under a different title. My editor, Jennie Renton, who had
worked on several of my published novels offered to set up the ebook for
me.
But,
I had started to draw, and was given encouragement by my teachers and others to
illustrate my own writing. I remembered the novella, and set to work
producing as many drawings of cats as I could.
ON A
MOONLIT NIGHT is the first book I have published myself, having had over twenty
books published by mainline publishers in the past.
Self-publishing
is an exciting project. I had an excellent, helpful designer - Peter Bennett,
who had worked with me on several other productions. He helped with choosing
the correct paper and card as well as designing the entire book, cover to
cover. And what a cover! That was fun! We couldn’t decide which cat to place on
the front cover, and in the end he presented me with the image of all the
cats I had drawn! I particularly asked for the end pages to be visually
exciting with flaps. Having complete control over the design was wonderful. I
recommend it.
However,
when it came to finding a printer things started to go very wrong. I got quotes
from several local printers but decided on X (London based) as
the price was considerably lower. A mistake!
The
designer sent the pdfs to them and they approved them. I ordered 250 copies. I
was offered a 10% discount if I paid upfront. I took up the offer - second
mistake! March 2017 I paid the discounted price of £1530.
The
printer kept promising that the courier was on his way. We had house sitters to
answer the door if they arrived when we were on holiday in Scotland. The books
failed to arrive, more promises and excuses, no books. By June I had
given up hope. The printer wouldn’t give us the courier’s tracking number. We
failed to reach the courier on one or on the phone.
He
said he would use another printer. I thought X was a
printer, but not so. He was just a middleman, it seems. Again no books.
The
printer promised to pay the full refund if the books didn’t arrive by that
weekend. No books. I phoned and politely said that I felt stupid, duped, that it
was a scam.
And
now, no refund apart from little dribbles of £10 and £20 - adding up to £150.
So I went to the Small Claims Court. What a palaver! Had to send them three
copies of all emails or correspondence between X and myself and pay court
costs. Quite stressful even thinking about it.
We
attended the court just before Christmas. No-one from X attended the court.
The judge went through the details carefully and found for me. She did say
thought that didn’t necessarily mean that I would get my money back. Was X a
limited company? No idea. I was naively expecting them to be honest with me. A
lesson learnt. PAY ON DELIVERY, NOT UPFRONT.
I
eventually went to a more expensive local printer, who delivered the
beautifully printed books for free. I don’t know if I will get my money back. I
don’t want to pay for bailiffs. But I won my case. Have kept all the copies of
emails, just in case…
Ann's book is a delight, in spite of all the travails! If you are interested in it you can email her to receive a buying link (contact me at info@fictionfire.co.uk and I will forward your message). You can also find out more about Ann and her other books, by visiting her website at www.annkelley.co.uk If you'd like to read the original story in ebook form, here's the link.
My 2014 interview with Ann, discussing the spirit of place, is here.
Here's the link to the Alliance of Independent Authors again:
Finally, though a virus has derailed my plans temporarily, I will be launching my first online course very soon - if you're not already on my newsletter list and you want to be among the first to hear, then you can sign up here. You'll get a free productivity guide too!
Friday, 2 February 2018
When is being faithful being faithless? Anna Belfrage guest posts about a wife's terrible dilemma
With Alison Morton on the left and Anna Belfrage on the right at the HNS conference in London 2014 |
After this post-Christmas break, I'm delighted to welcome Anna Belfrage to Literascribe, to talk about the inspiration for her story, 'The Sharing of a Husband', which appears in Distant Echoes. Her story shows us a husband and wife who love one another but are in an absolutely impossible situation - I'll let Anna explain why:
In 1984, the Swedish Herrey brothers won the Eurovision Song
Contest with a song named ‘Diggiloo, Diggiley’. The Herrey brothers were
somewhat exotic in Sweden: they were practising Mormons. At the time, most
Swedes would equate Mormons with young men in dark suits who would knock on
your door and politely ask for some moments of your time so that they could
introduce you to their faith. Those of us who’d watched How the West was Won (a TV series featuring the Macahan family who
set out due west in the aftermath of the US Civil War that was a HUGE hit in
Sweden) had been presented with a somewhat more sinister version of Mormons:
dark clad men who practised polygamy and enticed young gullible girls into
plural marriages.
Obviously, this was a gross simplification. There was much
more to the Mormons than their take on polygamy.
The Mormon religion saw the light of the day in the early 19th
century. The first prophet, Joseph Smith, purportedly had a vision where an
angel guided him to discover a number of tables in gold, upon which was
inscribed the story of a lost people, the Nephites. This people were the
descendants of one Lehi who, inspired by God, had his extended tribe build
boats and sailed west, away from the land of Israel and to Central America.
Joseph Smith translated the golden plates into what became the Book of Mormon,
so named after the angel that pointed Joseph in the direction of the golden
tables.
At the time, the world was a restless place: in the wake of
the Napoleonic wars, the economy was generally unstable. The future looked
anything but pink and rosy, and more and more people turned to religion to find
some sort of hope. The Awakening was upon us, a period when preachers of all
denominations tried to grow their flocks by promising salvation. The young Joseph
Smith was so confused by all these preachers, all of them insisting their
interpretation of the Christian faith was the right one, that he went into the
forest and prayed, hoping for divine guidance. God delivered, telling Joseph to
seek guidance only in Scripture, not in charlatans.
Simultaneously with all this religious fervour, the world,
and in particular America, saw a number of Utopian movements. These were
movements aimed at building a better, fairer world. People traipsed off into
the wilds to build a brave new world, aspiring to societies built on equality
and freedom.
The religion Joseph Smith presented to the world in the
1830s was to a large extent influenced by Utopian thought. He wanted to build a
brand new way of life in which no one went hungry or homeless. Obviously, this
appealed. And as Joseph Smith was a charismatic and very handsome man, he was
especially appealing to women.
So far, so good, one could have said. Not so. The Mormons
were viewed with scepticism by the established churches, and when Joseph Smith
had the vision that had him urging his Mormon brethren to embrace polygamy, he
indirectly handed his enemies a loaded gun with which to shoot him. At the
time, polygamy was not expressly forbidden by American law, but it was
definitely frowned upon. Persecution of Mormons increased, Joseph Smith was
arrested and murdered in his prison cell, and the new leader of the Mormons,
Brigham Young, saw no choice but to lead his people even further west, all the
way to present day Utah where the tenacious Mormons would carve out a garden in
the desert and establish a new city, Salt Lake City.
Brigham Young was a firm believer in polygamy and considered
it to be the duty of every Mormon man to take multiple wives and of every
Mormon woman to accept having sister wives. But surely it can’t have been that
easy, can it? Jealousy between wives must have caused strife and disharmony,
and many men would probably have preferred having only one wife—because they
loved the one they had.
I’ve been fortunate enough to visit Salt Lake City on
several occasions. I count many LDS-members (Church of Latter Day Saints is the
official name for the religion founded by Joseph Smith) among my friends. And
when I ask them what they think of polygamy (which, BTW, is no longer permitted
by the Church of Latter Day Saints, hasn’t been since the late 19th
century) and what might have driven Joseph Smith to promote it, I get varied
answers. No one questions the validity of Joseph’s vision – as the First
Prophet, he may not be flawless in the eyes of present-day Mormons, but criticising
him is not really on. However, both men and women talk about the sacrifice a
plural marriage required: from the man, who had to distribute his time fairly
among his wives, from the women, obliged to share their husband.
One of my Salt Lake City friends lent me a biography of one
of his ancestors, one of the founding members of the LDS church. This man would
end up with three wives, but it was his first wife whom he truly loved, thereby
afflicted by guilt because he couldn’t quite summon the same feelings for his
other two wives. In his case, he set up separate homes for his wives and spent
his life ambulating from one home to the other, fathering close to twenty-four
children. He was extremely proud of all his children, and he did his best to be
a devoted husband to all his wives – but he only called one of them “my love”.
All of this inspired my short story, The Sharing of a Husband, the story of a young couple in Deseret.
The husband is under severe pressure by the elders of the church to take more
wives, but his present wife won’t hear of it. But poor Ellie is one lonely
voice and Joshua ultimately caves, betraying Ellie to comply with the
requirements of his church. Not, I imagine, an easy situation to resolve.
Thank you, Anna!
Distant Echoes is published by Corazon Books in ebook and paperback and is available here . This anthology contains winners and runners-up of the past two Historical Novel Society’s short story competitions.
I have also written about Distant Echoes and the small lives on the fringes of great events of history on the Historical Novel Society’s website here.
Previous guest-posts from contributors are here, here and here.
Previous guest-posts from contributors are here, here and here.
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Sunday, 31 December 2017
Happy New Year - lessons and beginnings
Well, 2017 was a crazy ride wasn’t it? As we stand on the
threshold of 2018 I’m hearing my friends
At the Society of Authors/Writers in Oxford party at Balliol College |
But the solstice has passed. Days are still dark but we
are turning towards the sun. Now is the time of beginnings, of new edifices
built on old foundations.
When I look back on my 2017 it is full of dark and light.
The first quarter was one of physical disability and a sense that my horizons were
closing in because I simply could not walk without serious pain. The knee
injury of the autumn allied itself with the weakness in my hip. I couldn’t get
up and down the stairs without a stick. I couldn’t get out of chairs without the stick. I felt about 105 years
old – and I believed this was going to be my future. You can imagine how
depressing that was.
Now, at the end of the year, things are very different.
To my undying surprise, I find myself an active gym member. I do resistance
training. My muscles are more toned and I’ve lost over half a stone. I have
more energy. I go up and down the stairs and up from chairs without a stick.
Yay! There is a lot more progress to make but I feel Olympian compared to how I
was a few months back.
What is the lesson from this? That your body matters – it’s
the vehicle of all your creativity and when it is unwell it is hard to be
positive or make progress in any other sphere of life.
The other main aspect of my 2017 was the workload. I am glad
to have helped so many students and editorial clients over the past year. It is
extremely fulfilling. But when you realise you’ve edited 1.2 million words
during the year and none of them were your own, you start to wonder when you
will ever match the service you give to others with attention to your own writing
ambitions.
The lesson from this is that the balance of elements in
one’s life needs to be evaluated, constantly, because it is so easy to let one
aspect get out of hand. To that end I will be cutting back on my editing role
and launching a whole new Fictionfire activity in January. Wish me luck!
Highlights of my year were the Oxford summer schools, teaching
at Winchester, holidays in Cornwall and Provence, the publication of ‘Salt’ in Distant Echoes and my poem ‘Cooling’ in Vine Leaves Literary Journal. I read quite a few books as
part of my IGISIRI campaign – but not nearly enough, because of those 1.2
million words of clients’ books. My latest IGISIRI is Geraldine Brooks’ Year of Wonders, which I have meant to read for years. It was stunning. I’m
hoping next year to be more consistent in my IGISIRI reading - for previous posts on what IGISIRI means, go here.
I’ll sign off now with my warmest wishes that you all
have a creative, fulfilling 2018 year ahead of you. I’ll be back this week with
news of my new Fictionfire venture and historical novelist Anna Belfrage will
be guest-posting.
Happy New Year!
Lorna x
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Thursday, 21 December 2017
What's in a name? Author Mari Griffith tells us about a Welshwoman of great spirit.
Mari Griffith |
Meghan. It’s a name on people’s lips on both sides of the
Atlantic: and just wait until the fifth in line to the English throne and his
American fiancé are well and truly wed and start producing children! Unimaginative
parents everywhere will be naming their babies after the newest, most glamorous
member of the royal family. That’s what happens. Just think of all the
Victorias, the Alberts and Alices. Now Meghan will be the name of choice and I
wonder how many people will realise that it’s a Welsh name – incorrectly
spelled in this case but at least it’s correctly pronounced and Ms. Markle
won’t end up being known as Princess Mee-gun. That really would make Welsh
toenails curl!
I was particularly amused to read that even the royal corgis
immediately took to Meghan. I wondered whether anyone told her that she was
patting the head of a Welsh dog? The
name derives from the Welsh ‘corach’ meaning ‘dwarf’ and ‘ci’ meaning ‘dog’. And,
while we’re on the subject, spare a thought during this festive season for the Christmas
song we now know as ‘Deck the Halls’ – yes, that too is Welsh. It was a 16th
century carol for New Year’s Eve, or ‘Nos Calan’. Wales is pretty much
everywhere, if you care to look for it.
But back to the name. It’s pure coincidence, of course, that
I had chosen it for my short story ‘For the Love of Megan’ which is included in
the HNS Anthology Distant Echoes. It tells the tale of Jemima
Nicholas, a woman of formidable stature who was the town cobbler in Fishguard on
the coast of West Wales when, in 1797, England was bracing itself against the
threat of a French invasion. Panic-stricken people withdrew their gold from the
banks, forcing the issue of promissory notes – what we now call bank notes –
for the first time ever. And yes, some 1,400 rag, tag and bobtail members of
the Legion Noire did land - not in
England but in West Wales. These undisciplined conscripts plundered farmyards
and ate undercooked chickens washed down with bootleg brandy from a shipwreck. Suffering
from hangovers and food poisoning, they were hardly in any state to defend
themselves against Jemima’s pitchfork as she rounded them up before turning them
in. She wasn’t going to let any nasty ‘Froggies’ ruin the life of her brand new
niece, baby Megan. Jemima then went on to coordinate the women of the town in
forming a convincing ‘defence force’ to intimidate the invaders. A memorial
stone to record her achievements was erected outside the church of St. Mary’s
in Fishguard and still stands to this day.
Jemima’s is just one of many, many Welsh stories which are
totally unknown outside Wales and this has a great influence on my work as a
writer. Belonging, as I do, to a nation with such a rich and diverse history, I
really want to share it with my readers and if either Megan or Meghan can help,
that’s fine by me.
Thank you, Mari!
About Mari Griffith: Mari turned to writing historical fiction in retirement after a working lifetime of producing, promoting and presenting programmes in Welsh and English on BBC Wales. Her first novel, Root of the Tudor Rose became an Amazon bestseller. She followed that with The Witch of Eye, the story behind the most sensational treason trial of the 15th century. Mari's website is here.
Distant Echoes is published by Corazon Books in ebook and paperback and is available here . This anthology contains winners and runners-up of the past two Historical Novel Society’s short story competitions.
I have also written about Distant Echoes and the small lives on the fringes of great events of history on the Historical Novel Society’s website here.
Previous guest-posts from contributors are here and here.
Previous guest-posts from contributors are here and here.
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