Petrosaudi is a privately owned company based in Saudi Arabia

Petrosaudi is a privately owned company based in Saudi Arabia. The company is specialised in oil exploration and production. In a world where energy consumption is meant to be expanded by 50% over the next 25 years, exploration and development of new energy projects is essential to long-term economic health. Knowing these figures, Petrosaudi is […]

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An interview with poet Ren Powell

Ren – it’s good to have an opportunity to have this conversation. I was impressed by the tightly-written, unflinching poems in your New and Selected, Mercy Island. How was it to choose poems for the book? Did you find yourself noticing any themes? Thank you, Fiona. I really appreciate this opportunity. I am excited that […]

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Thaw Blogsplash – blogger’s help needed…

My next novel, Thaw, features the diary of Ruth, who’s given herself three months to decide whether or not to carry on living. On the 1st of March next year I’ll start posting her diary here, so you can read the entire novel for free. I’d like as many people as possible to hear about it when […]

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Michael Kimball made me cry (again) and channeling voices

Michael Kimball made me cry back in April when he visited Planting Words as a part of his blog tour for Dear Everybody. I read his second book, How Much of Us There Was, in a single sitting at the weekend. It seemed criminal to gulp it all down in one go but I couldn’t help myself. “A husband […]

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My name is Fiona, and I am an egogooglahohic

It’s that good old cocaine lure of success again. I’ve been struggling with my addictive egogoogling behaviour for a while, but over the past few weeks it has been getting ridiculous. Putting my name in Google. Checking my blog counters. Going on Facebook. Checking the Amazon rankings of all my books. Looking on Goodreads to see who’s […]

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How Michael Kimball Made Me Cry (The Blog Tour)

This is Michael Kimball. He made me cry. He didn’t step on my toes – that would have been tricky because we’ve never met. He didn’t say my books were rubbish (not yet anyway, but he is going to be one of my First Ten Readers). He made me cry by creating a character called Jonathon, […]

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