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This week I read a book to which I had a very bad reaction. It left me so disturbed that I had to sit down and write notes before I could relax enough to go to sleep. And even now, nearly four days later, I can’t quite rid myself of the creepy feelings.
To be fair, this was never going to be a good week. For all sorts of reasons, I was caught in a net of failure, guilt and poor concentration.
Not propitious circumstances in which to read a new book, I accept, particularly one by an author new to me. So keep that in mind when I say that this author gave me the horrors.
And not for the usual reasons – too violent, nasty porn, terrible apostrophe awareness – you know, the big ones.
Here’s what happened. Continue reading











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I went from bed to fireside and back again, accompanied by regularly refreshed hot water bottles and The Companion Cat.
This isn’t the first time that the Libertà Hive has pondered the advice to writers to “murder your darlings.”
Well, Stephen King does a pretty good job of it in his 
I don’t know if I’m a particularly picky reader, but I do like a novel to have some sort of resolution. It doesn’t have to be a traditional happy ending – though, as a writer, I always end up with my characters looking forward hopefully. But that’s my quirk.