Finding Words in Whitechapel

My blogging benefactress, Sydnee Blake is about to publish her first collection of short stories, Finding Words in Whitechapel and start blogging herself. The blog, due to commence on 23^rd July, will give you tantalising snippets of the short stories in her anthology.

I first met Sydnee in a splendid writing group which runs in the members bar of the Royal Festival Hall. Our initial contact was through email as we were setting up the dates and times of meeting up and I assumed (because of her name) that she would be a man- a rare beast in most writing groups unless you live near Telegraph Hill. I was thrilled to discover that not only was she a woman but also one with a wealth of experience and good sense.

I am delighted that a member of our writing group is about to publish and can't wait to see Sydnee's book in print. I am proud to announce that I am a Sydnee Groupie and I know my other writing buddy Emma (RFH writing group member and collaborator on Chasing The Hypotenuse) is equally happy to be a fellow groupie.

I urge you to subscribe to Sydnee's blog and become a groupie too.

Trust me, it's worth it!

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