Well, there’s us told!

A recent website post by Laurie Gough, who describes herself as a journalist and travel writer, details why she believes self-publishing is ‘an insult to the written word’. And, judging by the number of comments at the end of the post, she’s insulted – not the written word – but several writers who are making something of a success out of self-publishing.

Ms Gough would ‘rather share a cabin on a Disney cruise with Donald Trump’ than self-publish. (I reckon Trump got off lightly.) Continue reading →

Every reader has a guilty secret – the author they’re slightly embarrassed to admit they love.

Mine is Georgette Heyer.

She’s generally considered a bit out-of-fashion – at least, among many of my bibliophile friends.

Lots of them admit: ‘Oh, I read her when I was a teenager…’

The implication being: ‘And I wouldn’t touch her with a bargepole now I’m grown-up and know better.’

Which is a shame – it’s comforting sometimes to bury one’s nose in an old favourite. Continue reading →