PhotoFiction: Anna Mansell shares #writing inspirations @AnnaMansell @bookouture #authorinterview

I know, I’ve been a bit slack on my own site for a while. But look, here, I wrote this for brilliant Barbara Copperthwaite… enjoy! X

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Authors reveal the images that inspired 100,000 words

THIS WEEK: Anna Mansell reveals how she is inspired by people and places close to home – including some witches marks…

Anna’s had a brush with ‘fame’ as a magician’s assistant back in 1977. She later decided that being sawn in half by her father, at barely 6 months old, was too submissive a role, vowing to channel the trauma in to something much more pro-actively creative. Having failed at acting, singing IMG_0979and professional murder mystery parties (she was ALWAYs the one to die!), she fell to something much more solitary: writing. How to Mend a Broken Heart is her first novel and her life was not on the line in order to write it. Anna lives on a dairy farm in Cornwall with her two children, her husband, and her ex-racing greyhound, Olive Dog

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ANNA SAYS: For me, inspiration has changed…

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Introducing, Naomi Knowles. (And thank you!)

There I was, starting a blog about my writing journey, and here I am today... something like 4 1/2 years later, celebrating PUBLICATION DAY!!!!!!!!!!! How to Mend a Broken Heart is out there, in the real world. It arrived on people's kindles overnight. Paperbacks are winging their way to people's houses. Thanks to the lovely people at... Continue Reading →

How to Mend a Broken Heart

Once upon a time, there was a woman, just an ordinary one, but a woman all the same. This woman had a fancy, a notion, a dream that she might one day progress from her childhood novel writing (you can read The Owl At Home by Anna Hall age 6, here!) to something a bit more, well,... Continue Reading →


Okay, firstly - apologies. Whilst I'm sure you've not been thumb twiddling in expectation of my return to this blog, I do want to at least acknowledge I've been somewhat slack on the old updates. There are many reasons, some of which I may talk about in due course, but all of which point to... Continue Reading →

Somebody like me.

Picture the scene, you’re climbing a hill with the family. It’s fun, you’re in the fresh air. You have your beautiful children and great husband beside you. This is real, quality time. Your smiling, happy, then you look down. You’re feet are lost in the undergrowth and slam: out of the blue, literally out of... Continue Reading →

What a difference a day makes…

I sit here, at the end of Thursday 18th February, 2016, somewhat dazed by the last few hours. You may, (or may not), have noticed I’ve been a little quiet of late. And, you’ll remember my last post was about the fact I was planning to self-publish  my novel this year. 2016 has not entirely... Continue Reading →

To self-publish or not…

Self-publishing has never been my plan. When people ask why I don’t just do it on my first two books, my answer is always the same: it takes more than one person to write a book. If agents and publishers don’t think it’s good enough, maybe that’s because it isn’t. I still feel that way.... Continue Reading →

Another year, another…what?

About this time of year I write a round-up of the year. In the past, I’ve celebrated the successes, I’ve made bright plans for the coming year, and I’ve generally been quite upbeat. (I know, hard to believe but I promise you it’s true – occasionally on this journey my cup’s been half full!) 2015... Continue Reading →

Grit, Graft and Paper Diamonds.

Before pressing publish on a new blog, I always go through a series of questions: Q: Am I being honest? A: I’m write fiction, artistic license is my go to. Q: Will I be embarrassed about it retrospectively? A: Occasionally. Often. Probably. Q: Are those reading it now bored of three years moaning and whining... Continue Reading →

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