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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.
After they fixed her, after her bones, Worn and Broken, were sawn and filed away, they were thrown out, as they threw everything out without it being useful. On waking from Their sleep, She walked away, walked slowly but surely, finding her long lost stride. She heard the bones rattle their farewell behind her and […]
I’m not a great dog lover. I mean, they’re a bit like horses, I like the idea of them, some are very beautiful and they are fine from a distance but I don’t really want one in the house. I don’t much care for the poop scooping. That applies as much to horses as dogs, […]
