5th October, 'Whirligig' given a 5-star award by the Coffee Pot Book Club

 

4th September, 'Between the Times'  published by Retreat West in the Future Shock anthology.

 

8th August, 'Going the extra mile'. Research through re-enacting on Myths, Legends, Books and Coffee Pots. 

 

Richard Buxton


Richard Buxton is a multi-award winning author. On this site he will talk about his writing, his current and future projects.

He'll try not to bang on about his first novel, Whirligig, except of course on the Whirligig page.

He will, on the My Writing page, list in shameless detail his writing credits.

On his blog he will share his experiences and realisations and invite you to pass comment.

Richard writes both historical fiction and stories set in the here and now, though his inclination is strongly towards the former. His time spent at university in upstate New York has imbued him with a lifelong interest in the story of America, in particular the schism and after effects of the American Civil War. He travels there as often as he can for inspiration and research.  



Richard's first novel, Whirligig, set in Tennessee in the pivotal Civil War year of 1863, was released in the spring of 2017.  He is also compiling a collection of short stories that explore the long shadow of the Civil War. Many of his stories have won awards or have been published. His story Battle Town won the 2015 Exeter Story Prize. Roller Coaster won the 2015 Bedford International Writing CompetitionThe Bread Man won the Fabula Press Nivalis 2016 Short Story Competition.



Blog Posts

Waiting for a Story

Endings are tough to land; every story writer knows that. Beginnings? Most lines are a beginning of sorts. Many workshops or competitions might give out a starting line and soon you’ll have as many stories as there are imaginations. Quite often for me, a beginning is an intersection, a juncture, a convergence of ideas or places that might be experienced years apart. The point of intersection is where the story blooms, sometimes slowly, sometimes in a heartbeat.

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The Light at the End...

I ‘sailed’ with my family on a sixty-five-foot canal boat over Easter, starting out from Rugby. We’d done a couple of weekends in the past, but this was the first time I was brave enough to try a tunnel, the two km long Braunston Tunnel on the Grand Union. We motored into the maw and out of the reach of the spring sunshine at, I would conservatively say, about two knots. That’s still too fast a speed to enter the underworld, maybe two knots too fast, and it was so much darker than I’d expected. Five minutes in, I took off my sunglasses.

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Don't judge a book...

The truth is though, people do. In the same way we judge a plate of food before we taste it, a house by a front door, a company by a logo. Heck, when out walking my impeccably well-behaved Golden Doodle, Duffy (see The Dog Days of April) I’ll judge a dog from 80 yards by the tilt of its owner’s hat and reroute accordingly.

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