Why The Briny Blue Reminds Me Of You

Writing with a social and environmental conscience; hoping to redress the balance in favour of Mother Nature. Often found deep in the woods of magical realism, in the company of wolves and other metamorphic creatures, or in the literary edgelands not far from the sea. My literary roots are in the chalky loam of the South Downs, where I am lucky to live close to Nature. Also learning to live with a cancer diagnosis and how even this experience can shape and influence my writing.