April 12th, History and Fiction - Finding the Balance - a talk to the West Sussex Writers. Guests welcome.
23rd February. Whirligig a finalist in the Wishing Shelf Book Awards.
6th February, Causes of the American Civil War - a talk to the Seaford Professional Businessmen's Club.
December 17th, 2017 Christmas in the Civil War, hosted on Myths, Legends, Books and Coffee Pots
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 Competition. The Bread Man won the Fabula Press Nivalis 2016 Short Story Competition.
It’s been a while since my last post. This is entirely due to re-entering the world of full-time work. It’s been a tough adjustment. No sympathy cards, please.
Almost all of the time, I’m not Welsh, but on December 2nd, I was Welsh for the entire day.
My wife and I were recently in Italy. It was a last minute thing, taking advantage of the fact that our daughter was away with her school. So at short notice I found myself standing on the worn streets of Pompeii, somewhere I’d always wanted to go without believing I ever would. Like most people, I was amazed at the scale of the place; it’s a sizeable town. It seems that the Roman Empire wasn’t made up after all.