NEWS
EVENTS & signings
Happiness Seeker was short-listed for the Rubery International Book Award, YA/Children's category, July 2024. It is also in the final six for the Page Turner Books Awards 2024.
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In August, along with two other Beaten Track authors, Jennifer enjoyed a buzzing afternoon signing books at the Book Lounge, Kirkby Lonsdale. The three
authors went on the road again on 12 October, National Bookshop Day, signing books at two more fabulous bookshops in the Yorkshire Dales - the Stripey Badger at Grassington and Limestone Books at Settle.
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​Later in October, at Blyth library, Jennifer was delighted to lead a writing workshop on planning, structuring and beginning your novel.​
Two firsts for Jennifer in April - her first appearance at a literary festival, when
she led a writing workshop on meet-cutes at Huddersfield Lit Fest;
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and a thrilling evening of discussion was had by Jennifer and ten keen adult readers at
​who had all read Happiness Seeker at Jennifer's first book group event. Jennifer would love to visit more book groups - it's such a unique opportunity for readers and author to ask each other questions and share their experiences of the story.
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In December 2023, Igloo won the Grand Prize at the Eyeland's International Book awards.
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On January 13th 2024, Jennifer is taking part in Writers Around the Bay at Grange-over-Sands, leading the YA and Adult fiction workshop.
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poetry success
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Here's my poem which was runner up at the RS Thomas poetry festival, 2022:
In response to Countering, RS Thomas
Calling Time on Love
Now the clock has put a full
Stop on your sentence, I am
Deaf to poetry. A castaway,
No hand takes mine. I
Heave at the hour hand, to counter-
turn it fifty years but it is stuck
at the point of your departing.
It’s I must change time: face
Forward, count the dead hours
Without you; the shipwreck
I am, the proof love has
No end on this isle, even now
You’re in so distant a land, I can
No longer read your face.
Jennifer Burkinshaw