“Flowers distilled though they with winter meet, lease but their show; their Substance Still lives sweet.” (Sonnet V)
THE SUBSTANCE STILL
This blog is a kind of hodge-podge, bringing together my work for various publications, especially those concerned with the arts scene in Scotland’s capital during and beyond the Fringe.
I’m also using it to let folks preview of my novel Malice Towards One. Your thoughts, comments and suggestions would be very much appreciated. It’s my first attempt and a work in progress so be kind as well as honest! You can find the introduction and prologue here.