This is a novel I wrote in 1997. The book is called Easy Living, and it’s about death – as always. It’s so hard to know when the time is right to release a book, but after all these years, I’m finally ready. It’s being published in March 2019.
Half way through writing the first draft, we (foolishly) moved from Hampshire in the South of England to Brisbane, Australia. For three frantic months I was separated from my ‘baby’ because for some stupid reason to do with carry-on allowance, I didn’t pack my manuscript, but it came by rowboat twelve weeks later with the rest of our possessions. Meanwhile, I decided I may as well write another book… (Dolly, that one was called.)
Please click on the chapters below to read the story. Warning: contains language some readers may find offensive.