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Do authors need a website? by Sarah Nicholson

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Do authors need a website is a question I have been pondering for a while. More specifically do I need a website now I am a published author. I already have an online presence. I’ve been on Facebook for many years, just a personal account, mainly to keep in touch with friends but I tend to make my writing related posts public and shareable. Many years ago, I started on Twitter to connect with other writers. After a while my writing bubble burst so I deleted my account. A few years later, my username was still free so I started again   – things had changed a lot, then the changes went too far and I quit for good earlier this year. I’m on Instagram – a fellow writing friend told me I need an online presence there, and now I’m on Threads too, which I am enjoying but I’m not sure if being there is helping with book sales or even general recognition. It takes time to grow an audience, but how do some people’s innocuous posts garner viral status - if I try to be funny, there is n...

Looking Forward, Looking Back

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                                                                                                                  Sefton Park, Liverpool 1970 Looking Forward, Looking Back   As you may know I am a frequent Twitter user and now that it has changed to X, despite some misgivings, I have continued to interact the with the site. So it was that during December I became the follower of another Twitter user, Beci, who had posted there a recording of a poem by Charles Lamb, poet and essayist, who had lived from 1775-1834. I knew very little about Lamb apart from the fact that he had written  Tales from Shakespeare together with his sister, a book designed to make the plays more accessible to children - I h...

Standing at the Gate of the Year by Griselda Heppel

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Happy new year!  2024 brought much rejoicing to my wider family, as five new babies were born, beginning in January and culminating in twins in December. Babies bring hope and joy and also a little trepidation. We can’t tell what the future will bring for them; the best we can hope is that whatever it is, they will cope.  In his Christmas broadcast of 1939, King George VI quoted these lines from a poem:  And I said to the man who stood at the gate of the year:  "Give me a light that I may tread safely into the unknown".  And he replied:  "Go out into the darkness and put your hand into the Hand of God. That shall be to you better than light and safer than a known way". So I went forth, and finding the Hand of God, trod gladly into the night.  And He led me towards the hills and the breaking of day in the lone East.   It's a truism that the world in which Minnie Louise Haskins wrote her poem (originally called God Knows ) in 1908 was very differen...