A tough month particularly with the passing of our cat Ruggs. She was twenty-two years and five months old with a wonderful personality and an astounding intelligence. She featured in many an Instagram, Facebook or web post primarily because she edged her way into the photos. While she lost her hearing a few years ago she was relatively well until Good Friday when her kidneys failed. We miss her immensely.
I’ve consoled myself by immersing myself into reading and writing. This is what I’ve been reading this month. Reviews will follow in coming weeks.
I’m still tinkering with my new novel but it’s just about ready for beta readers.
And The Good Child is now in my local bookstore, Jeffrey’s Books in Malvern.
So until next month, happy reading everyone…