There really is somewhere for everyone.
‘All these sounds of her failure and regret would be left behind, and in their place there would be silence.’
A man wakes in the woods, screaming ‘Anna’ with no idea who he – or she – is.
Significantly overdue but here’s my 2018 in books
Celebrating post #100!
‘I am in here.’
Setting a gothic novel around people-shaped flat, wooden paintings is going to work very well or not at all.
Give me a dystopian survival journey OR a workplace centred coming of age tale. Not both.
Hill House is no place for the living
London, November 2018 Overview Living in the Blackwood family home with her older sister Constance and her Uncle Julian, Katherine … More
Three friends attend the funeral of a shared enemy and aren’t prepared for her surprise return.
‘Most of the time I was on the side of the optimistic caterpillar; but in my gloomiest moments I would thing, So what if I turn into a butterfly? Butterflies die too.’