Journal

I invited some friends round at the most magical time of year - Halloween - to the launch of my first book Spooky Sarah Spiderlegs. Filmed by the lovely people at Flashbang Studio Starring myself and Jack McDougall

Dylan Mackenzie is an upcoming author from London whose debut book ‘Spooky Sarah Spiderlegs’ is out just in time for Hallowe’en. Having written a number of books this is her first offering with the next book already in the pipeline for early Spring. Dylan has an unconventional approach life which…

My mind is officially blown!
My beloved Mr and I signed up for an art class on the beach. In all honesty, it was just for fun, imagining it to be a little silly and touristy but good fun. What happened today blew me away; I believe the correct phrase is that I got schooled -literally! 
Dressed in…

There are certain smells which are inextricably bound to certain situations and moment. I awake this morning to the smell of damp undergrowth. It smells different to when you just walk passed en route somewhere else, it smells different because I am at the same level; it currently surrounds me.…

Salem. Just the name of this town conjures up such great fascination. A historic town that has swum around in my imagination since I was a child, and now I find myself here. I am not sure what I was hoping to find, after all the whole point of the Salem ‘witch’ trials is hysteria not witchcraft.…

There is nothing windy about this city! They lie! It is in fact so hot & stuffy that windy would be very much appreciated! I am in a another new city and that means NEW ART GALLERIES TO EXPLORE! When I get into any new town I grab a street map and mark an ‘X’ for where I am staying. Next I go to…

The sun is shining gloriously up above and the waves are rolling in and out upon the pebbled beach making the most hypnotic soundtrack. The name is slightly misleading as there is not a T-Rex in sight, not even a velociraptor; possibly a good thing as I would imagine they could make quite a mess of…

So, I have been left to my own devices in Cambridge. This means I am guaranteed to i) Find a vegan cafe ii) Disappear for hours in bookshops iii) Sit by the river talking to ducks. Check. Check. Check. Away from the ‘picture book’ sections which I usually pursue in unequal parts hope (Emily…

Ah! New York in the summer! Man, it is hot!! The last time I was here, this city was piled high with snow and experiencing the coldest winter in 60yrs; I was stood on The Top of The Rock in -26’ wearing almost the entire contents of my suitcase at once! On that trip I also began ‘My Home is Your…

Being surrounded by some truly inspiring thinkers and fantastic writers has made me wonder what my writing journey will look like and where it may take me. The Hay Literary Festival never fails to open my mind and pour wonderful new thoughts into my head. I go to as many talks as possible and stray…