Do we lose our identity as we grow older? This post finds me in reflective mood about who I really am.

Cold and dreary January days can leave us feeling blue. It does us good to remind ourselves of our achievements and sunnier days ahead.

It seems the annual talk of resolutions makes me adopt a reflective mood on a regular basis. Do you do the same?

Do you crave the calm of silence or is there something unsettling about having no distractions?

Do you have a secret that you've never shared? Should it stay that way? A consideration of the writing prompt: secrets.

What makes a good book cover? A look at the story of creating the cover for my latest book.

It is definitely okay to admit that you are not okay and to give yourself time to work through that.

Where do you stand on poetry? Love it, loathe it, or not really fussed?

What started with a simple object in a ten minute writing exercise, grew into the outline of a character in my head. Her name was Doris.

As a writer, I spend a lot of time in contemplation - sometimes if I am honest, it tips from contemplation into overthinking.

As we stand on the verge of another year, one we all hope brings some positive outcomes, I find myself turning to my writing again.

What season would you chose as your favourite? Do you feel an affinity with any particular time of the year?

I kept reading that people were using this enforced time of solitude to create in many different ways, from sewing to sour dough...