“I know that,” I said, irritably. “But that’s no reason to lose our heads. People are being downright careless, out on the streets in broad daylight, not even dressed in Muggle clothes, swapping rumours.” I threw a sharp, sideways glance at Dumbledore, hoping he was going to tell me something, but … [Read More...]
Hello and welcome to my website!
I love writing for children, and I have been writing ever since I was seven. Hugely influenced by Enid Blyton, I began my publishing “career” at the age of seven and a half with a story about a dame (blame Enid Blyton for that) who hated plants. I went on to mice who turned into fairies and pixies who never drove or gave away their cars.
A little older now, I write stories for children about all kinds of things. I have a collection of short stories called The Story-Catcher, a few books on trains, and an odd story here and there. Many more are in the pipeline and will be available very soon.
I also conduct reading and writing workshops for children and, much to my surprise, for adults too. Adults are sometimes imaginative, much though they may try to hide it!
Straight from the Blog
New characters, new stories and comics - today's session at JustBooks Baner was lovely! During the ice-breaker, I met all kinds of new characters. I usually encounter only Geronimo Stilton, Thea, Greg and Harry Potter. Today, I met Xan, Rafe and Joe, whom I don't know at all! And I was also … [Read More...]
Perhaps because Nisha and I have always been so close and so affectionate towards each other, I have always been intrigued by relationships between sisters. At dance class, we do have the odd pair of sisters joining class. These aren't as common as I would imagine. Often, one sister (usually the … [Read More...]
How do you write a modern novel with a child detective? Famous Five and Secret Seven aren't really believable anymore because now, everyone thinks of the tape that cordons areas off, and the fact that clues simply aren't that easy to find. Smart by Kim Slater shows you how it's still … [Read More...]
Excerpts from a Few Books
“Dad, your generation didn’t even have mobile phones,” said Deven, firing up again. “Just because we do, you want to check on me, check on me, check on me all the time. Why can’t you just let me be?” Heaving his bag closer to his neck once more, he went into the room adjoining Chitra’s and slammed the door.
Renuka Tiwari gave a crooked smile. “The joys of having a teenaged son,” she commented.