Sarah Catherine Knights

I’ve spent the last few weeks watching 'The Seven Postcards from Famagusta' find its way into readers’ hands, and it’s brought me back to something I kept circling while writing it: how much of the people we love stays unspoken.

The novel started with a simple idea — a woman finding seven postcards, written by a man who died before he could send them, tucked inside her grandmother’s belongings. Wha Read more of this blog post »