You can take the girl out of Ireland…

I was born in Northern Ireland, and lived with my family in a little (as in: blink or you’ll miss it) village called Altnamackin in County Armagh until we made the long and alienating journey to New Zealand in 1974. I was named after Patrick, the Patron Saint of Ireland, who, legend has it, planted a […]

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A Fragile Place

Happy Christmas Eve. (It’s the 24th here in NZ.) Having only launched my blog in August, I’m still a relative newbie and I haven’t yet built up a significant following. But I want to thank everyone who has read, Liked or Followed so far. It means a lot to me that people are reading and appreciating my […]

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Divine Inspiration

So I’m watching my daughter’s swimming lesson at the local pool today. When I say “watching”, I mean periodically glancing up from my writing notebook, where I am frantically scribbling random ideas and brainstorm notes about my novel-in-progress as I try to work out a tricky plot conundrum. Near the end of the lesson the […]

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