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Helen Slavin is the author of ten novels and comes originally from Manchester in the North West of England.
Her books are about family and community and the landscapes they live in and are always tinged with black humour and a hint of the fairytale. Her territory is the small town, the old library, ancient woodland scarred by chalk ridgeways, abandoned cottages and rickety bridges that cross wild water.
She lives with her family in Wiltshire where she spends her time toying with the fates of her characters and losing herself in mythology, fables and folklore.
The thing about cats is they remember they were Gods. They don’t really care if you remember this fact, for they will not forget it and will adjust their behaviour accordingly. We had two cats when I was growing up. The first, Snowy, pure black fur of course, had a temperament that owed more to […]
It’s #DyingMattersWeek this week and it is also the week that my mum would have turned 80. If she’d had the chance that is. I think about death a lot, pretty much since the day my mum died. Losing someone will do that to you, bring into sharp focus something that we look away from. […]
