Kilts and wine breath: a conversation with my sister about meeting Diana Gabaldon

Some years ago when I was a bookstore girl, I became intrigued by this massive brick of a book called Cross Stitch (Outlander in the US), which many middle-aged women would get flustered over: ‘You haven’t read it?’ they’d ask. I read it, and it was great fun – particularly the raunchy historical Scottish sex, and the … Continue reading Kilts and wine breath: a conversation with my sister about meeting Diana Gabaldon

Loco

Hey lit-sexies, a brief round-up this weekend, because, as you know from the previous post I'm up to my neck in my own words (up to my forehead, really, being a bit suffocated by them). I'm half-way through the rewrite, and it's going alright, but to be completely, searingly honest - it's really, really hard … Continue reading Loco