Francis of Assisi has nothing on Big Jake Robinson sitting, this freezing cold morning, on his bench at the end of the Kirkgate throwing seeds from his raincoat pocket to the scrawny pigeons.
They say his heart beats in time with Leith itself, that he knows the rhythm of the place. They even say it’s from one of those castaway seeds, the one that fell in that crack in the paving, that his next tale grows. I believe them.
Before graduating in English Literature at the University of Edinburgh in 1995, I worked as a master joiner/carpenter. Following graduation from university, I studied for a post-graduate diploma in Community Education and worked as a literacy tutor in Community Learning and Development. I have gained education awards and published an academic paper on the use of Scots language in family literacy work. I have produced teachers' notes for the Scottish Book Trust.
My first work of fiction, Justified Sinner, was completed in 2016. Since then I have published three more novels in the JP Associate series.
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