by Clare Flynn | Oct 27, 2013
This chap is the poet, Ernest Dowson. A rather glum fellow who had a very sad life and an early death. When he was four his sister tried to drown him; his father, while in the late stages of tuberculosis, died of an overdose; his mother hanged herself shortly after...
by Clare Flynn | May 29, 2013
The start point for my books is often a location. Sometimes just being in a beautiful or interesting place makes me want to write about it. Sometimes the place itself triggers the idea for a book or a character. Either way it’s a good excuse to go back there to...
by Clare Flynn | Jun 16, 2012
I just broke through the fifty thousand word barrier on my new book Kurinji Flowers. Being here in Devon in the pouring rain is a great incentive to getting the words down. And even in the Devonian deluge, a good tramp down the country lanes always helps get the...
by Clare Flynn | Mar 30, 2012
I’ve been indulging in a spot of daylight robbery today. I used to work for an innovation company that had a favourite mantra “Steal with glee” – the idea being that you should look for inspiration anywhere and everywhere and beg, borrow and...
by Clare Flynn | Jan 28, 2012
I woke at 6 this morning with the opening of the new book in my head. I’ve been meaning to restart writing “morning pages” so half asleep I grabbed a notebook and pen and scribbled away. It’s in the first person – and I think I’ll...
