The View from the Treehouse
The 26th April, 2024 wasn’t the first time Asher had instructed me to feel into his heart. He would never have said it in our face-to-face conversations. They didn’t go that way at all. This, though, was a different way…
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The Man with Blue Eyes who had once read a book
It was his eyes I noticed first, the clear, stunning blueness and openness of them. He was youngish, twenties or thirties, and quite alone. His complexion told me he lived a life outdoors, in nature. A traveller, perhaps. Our town…
Another Glitch in the Newsletter Saga
Let’s start with this: I did not write A Mind Beyond Words to get rich. I’m nowhere near that stupid or naive. On the other hand, the amount I’m prepared and able to pay to promote it is not a bottomless pit.…
A Book Signing: Crazy or What?
When an event organiser offered me a book signing, I’d have been crazy to refuse, wouldn’t I? She told me she had a table available and would promote it on Facebook and in her shop. I’ve done several book sales…
When My Two Worlds Collide
I’ve kind of become used to my life as Jes — writing esoteric articles, chatting in person and online with like-minded souls, having telepathic conversations with Asher about other dimensions, and promoting the book I wrote about this ‘secret life’…
An update on my journey towards authorhood
Things are happening. Slowly, slowly, but they are definitely happening. When I looked at the date a few weeks ago and did some quick counting on my fingers, I realised that my book would be published in exactly 10 months.…
My Real
Why I’m telling this story: The boy’s tale Imagine you have a story to tell — a fantastical, stunning, inspiring story in which every word is true…but you are completely unable to share it with anyone else. You sit there,…
Manifesting a Book
Photo by Kourosh Qaffari on Unsplash It’s a subtle change of emphasis, this. I move from referring to ‘the book I’m hoping to get published’ to ‘my forthcoming book’. It’s still a long way off, of course, but now at least there is…
Why I’m Writing a Book
I’m getting on a bit to begin on a project like this, if we’re honest, but it’s been a long time in the making. No point writing a memoir until enough years have passed to forge those memories. So here…