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Bone Meal for Roses

 

bonemeal_cover_600Poppy was six years old when she was rescued from her abusive mother and taken to her grandparents’ farm to recover.

There, in the Breede Valley, where arid South African scrub exists alongside vineyards and fruit orchards, Poppy succumbs to the magic of their garden. Slowly, her memories fade and her wounds begin to heal.

But as Poppy grows up into a strange, fierce and beautiful young woman, her childhood memories start to surface. And then a love affair with a married carpenter across the valley explodes her world.

This is a lush, lyrical novel about a young girl’s struggle to come to terms with her past. It’s a coming-of-age tale with an edge, and a love story with a serving of strange…

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Bone Meal for Roses has been longlisted for The Sunday Times Literary Award, Barry Ronge Fiction Prize, 2017.

 

 

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Black Dog Summer

Yesterday, Sally was living in an idyllic South African farmstead with her teenage daughter Gigi. Now Sally is dead, murdered, and Gigi is alone in the world.

But Sally cannot move on. She lingers unseen in her daughter’s shadow. When Gigi moves in with her aunt’s family, Sally comes too. When Gigi’s trauma stirs up long-buried secrets, Sally watches helplessly as the family begins to unravel.

Then Gigi’s young cousin develops an obsession with African magic, and events take a darker turn. Now Sally must find a way to stop her daughter from making a mistake that will destroy the lives of all who are left behind.

Published in 2014

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"I grew up in Johannesburg in a house filled with books."

Miranda Sherry was seven when she began writing stories. A few decades, numerous strange jobs (including puppeteer, bartender and musician), and many manuscripts later, Black Dog Summer was published by Head of Zeus in 2014.

Miranda’s second novel, Bone Meal for Roses (also Head of Zeus), was released in September 2016.

Her first work, Days Like Glass, was shortlisted for the EU Literary Award in South Africa in 2005.

Miranda currently lives in Johannesburg with her sort-of-husband and two weird cats, and is working on her next book.



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A GIRL IN A GARDEN

It was a picture in my mind that wouldn’t let me be…

Her features were unclear, and her shape was vague, but still, I kept seeing her. The girl. She was young, teetering on the brink of puberty, unprepared for the strangeness and power of her own upcoming adolescence, and utterly alone in an isolated garden. I kept being drawn to the image of this person, who seemed to have taken up residence in my head, and slowly, around her, questions began to form.

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BOOK MAGIC

Books have been around for ages. Pretty much as far back as people have been communicating with one another. Even before the printing press was invented, humans have found a way to share their thoughts by scratching on stone or painting on papyrus. Considering this, and the fact that there are so many of them, we often forget just how astonishing books actually are. They’re powerful in a way that is entirely unique. Continue Reading

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WHEN SETTING BECOMES A CHARACTER

Maybe I’m too fussy (fastidious, some might say), or perhaps I just like making life difficult for myself, but I’m one of those people who are incredibly affected by the way my surroundings look and feel…

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WRITING ABOUT ABUSE – GUEST POST ON CHOUETT

Bone Meal for Roses is a story about becoming a strong, whole person in spite of childhood trauma…

Click here to read my guest post on writing about abuse on Chouett.com

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A SOUTH AFRICAN SETTING – GUEST POST ON LINDA’S BOOK BAG

Despite there being so many rich and diverse South African locations to pick from, so many moods and weathers to contain the story I wanted to tell, picking the spot was a no-brainer…

Click here to read my guest post on setting a novel in South Africa on Linda’s Book Bag.

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SNAPSHOTS OF A LANDSCAPE

Setting the scene for Bone Meal for Roses

Winter vinyards . The Breede Valley . Western Cape . South Africa

I’d been longing to write a book set in the Breede Valley. There’s a unique magic in the way the arid Karroo exists alongside immaculate vineyards and fruit orchards that makes it the perfect setting for a story about a half-wild child who grows up to become both strange and powerful.

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SHORT STORY PUBLISHED IN THE SUNDAY EXPRESS

‘LemonPoppy Seed Cake’ was published in the Sunday Express in the UK on the 2nd of October 2016.

The cake is going to fix everything. It’s going to be lemony-sour-sweet with a hint of almond, so that when THEY bite into it, they’ll think of the smell of summer gardens after rain.

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DIGGING DOWN TO THE ROOTS

When writing a guest blog article for Head of Zeus to co-incide with the UK launch of Bone Meal for Roses, I had to begin with this disclaimer: I have been known to abuse innocent metaphors.

In some cases, I’ve been guilty of drawing them out and hammering them so thin that they dissipate in disgust. That being said, the opportunity to liken the launch of my new novel (which, even in its title, Bone Meal for Roses, includes a reference to growing things), to the opening of the first, spring sweet-pea bloom in the flowerbed outside the window where I write, is just too darn tempting to pass up…

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BLOOD ON MY HANDS

Fiction-lovers are peculiar creatures. Whilst going about our daily lives, like anyone else, we’ll do pretty much anything to avoid death. We don’t want to think about it happening to anyone we know, and we don’t want to imagine it happening to us. However, the moment we get some downtime and pick up a novel or switch on our favourite TV series, we crave it, relish it, almost demand it. When we sink in to our preferred kind of fictional escape, we expect (and possibly, deep down, want) someone to die…
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