You read about moments in a creative person’s life, it’s usually years on, when they’re out the other side. They say things like, I was about to give up. I was searching for money down the back of the sofa. I was tired and disheartened. I needed to eat. Maybe this isn’t my rock bottom... Continue Reading →
Good Lord, it’s been a year, hasn’t it?! One that flew by, one that whipped me up and spun me through and I can’t quite believe it’s nearly a new one already. I mean, for the last five or six years, I’ve written a round up of my writing year, somewhere around now. Until 2016,... Continue Reading →
Lovely Barbara Copperthwaite had me over on her blog, confessing secrets ahead of her next novel launch, Her Last Secret. Here's what secrets I shared... Source: What’s Their Secret? Anna Mansell @AnnaMansell confesses! #HerLastSecret
Well, firstly, forgive me. I'm a day late. I was stuck in a car on a twelve hour trek from Snodownia to West Cornwall all day yesterday. I was celebrating publication day via a wonky 3G signal, navigating the welsh back roads, a rammed M5 and a vomiting dog. Still, we made it, and I... Continue Reading →
I tried a dress on this morning. I’ve not worn it for years because I’d lost quite a lot of weight and it was too big. ‘Too tight?’ suggested my 8 yr old. An observation, not a criticism. ‘Yup,’ I agreed. ‘Never mind,’ I said with a smile, stripping off and standing in my pants... Continue Reading →
Bloggers are amazing! Asking questions, making space for us in their worlds, here is my latest Q&A for lovebooksgroup. I talk about Aslan, Alan Bennett and Anne Frank. All of the A’s!
When life is falling apart, good friends and companionship can help mend your broken heart – and maybe even give you the chance to fall in love again…
Life is good for nurse Kat. That is until the man she intended to marry legs it, she’s unexpectedly promoted to a position with too much responsibility, and a patient arrives on her ward under strange circumstances.
Susan is a mystery. She refuses to speak or interact with anyone, she’s obsessed with a book of fairy tales, and the only name in her diary is that of Rhys – a plumber she barely knows.
Down-to-earth Rhys is trying to get his life back on track after the death of his beloved brother. His mum is his priority, and she needs him as much as he needs her. Or at least she did, until she starts disappearing, leaving him to find comfort…
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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
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 and 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
ANNA SAYS: For me, inspiration has changed…
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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 →
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 →