The Devil’s Princesses, or coffee and a crypt

From time to time, not just around Hallowe’en, I’m asked to speak at events or give a talk on witchcraft. Thanks to Piers Alexander and Anna at The Pigeon Hole, I found myself transported back to the 17th century recently, complete with sword fight, Huguenot weavers and a rollocking good reading. The party had been thrown to…

Guest Blog – Writing the Weird by Rosie Garland

  One of my earliest – and happiest memories – is being read to by my grandmother. I curled into her lap as she accomplished the miraculous feat of wrapping her arms around me and holding the book at the same time. Since then I have associated being read to with being hugged. My favourite…