Sitting one night, in the garden, After choir, when songs were sung, I asked how You communicate with me. The gentle breeze took up her pace, Ever so quietly, the blackbird sang goodnight. The buses made their noise Across the slated roofs.
When people poise, Your world makes its noise. ‘Twas then I heard Your every word On every bus, in every bird, Your word to me of what I have been given, And whenever I ask, You listen.
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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