Farewell Snosephine
Sadly, our snow woman Snosephine has succumbed to a terrible wasting disease. First, her nose and buttons fell off. Then her head separated from her body. Tragic.
Sadly, our snow woman Snosephine has succumbed to a terrible wasting disease. First, her nose and buttons fell off. Then her head separated from her body. Tragic.
An early Christmas present for me, having A Razor Wrapped in Silk chosen by The Rap Sheet‘s editor J. Kingston Pierce as one of his best books of 2010, here. According to his review, “Morris is a deft plotter with an equal flair for historical atmospherics.” Thanks, JKP!
I work in the loft. For the past few days the skylights have been covered in snow making it a gloomy, sun-deprived place. I look up, expecting to see the sky, and am confronted by the underside of a layer of snow of who knows what depth. It could be a snowdrift as high as …
There’s a new review by thriller writer Helen Black of A Razor Wrapped in Silk up on the blogsite Strictly Writing. She admits she approached the book with “a degree of trepidation”, because her dad, a hard-drinking Yorkshire miner, was a massive fan of Russian literature, and in particular Crime and Punishment, re-reading it every …
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In my last post, I was wondering how my third Porfiry novel A Razor Wrapped in Silk came to be translated into the French as Les Enfants Perdus de l’Empire (The Lost Children of the Empire). I’m indebted to my good friend Nick Primmer for sending me the explanation. His solution is similar to those …