Ah, Coyote. He’s one of the many glories of Native American folk stories and, for me, perhaps the prime glory. He’s a lot like the fox in European folk stories, in that he can be good or bad, wise or foolish, or all of these things at once. In short, he’s very human, and that’s …
The book industry’s an odd one. About three weeks ago I finished handwriting the first draft of my third novel, which I’ve since been typing up to see what I’ve got on my hands. In the meantime my second book, The Man who Rained, is at the printers being turned into something glossy and pretty …
In the last couple of years I’ve waited until the end of the year to put together a list of things I’ve loved from the preceding twelve months. I probably shan’t be doing that this year, because I’ll have a new book out in January and lots to say about it. So, in the meantime …
She is one of the Panotii. She has ears so big that she can hear evil. Sometimes she goes out with no clothes on, because her ears are big enough to wrap around her and keep her warm. She lives on an island along with the other Panotii. Noted cataloguer of made-up beings, Pliny the …
Hello folks, and apologies for the recent radio silence. I go through phases where I feel terribly old fashioned about the Internet and want to do all things with pen and paper, and perhaps a graphite stick or two. I’m writing my third novel at the moment and it’s all being done in scruffy notebooks …