The story of two children who try to stop the drought destroying their farm

Ruth HartleyBook Launch, Books by Ruth Hartley, Children's Stories, Dust and Rain, Southern Africa, Zambia4 Comments

The long and surprising journey made by the story of the Chipo and Chibwe and the drought Readers and friends, I have wonderful and exciting news to share with all of you. For the first time in my long writing career, one of my books is being commercially published, not self-published. The Drought, my middle-grade children’s story, will be published […]

All that Jazz

Ruth HartleyApartheid, Jazz, Memoir, Short Stories, Southern Africa, When We Were Wicked, ZimbabweLeave a Comment

Monday 26th July Marciac Jazz Festival At 10.30 am at La Chouette Qui Lit I will be signing my latest book When We Were Wicked.  Please come – I’d love to see you and I will have copies of all my other books with me as well. La Chouette Qui Lit is a lovely bookshop where you can also get […]

International Albinism Awareness Day

Ruth HartleyChildren's Stories, Family, Human rights, Identity, Southern Africa, The Colourless Child, ZambiaLeave a Comment

I’m writing a new story titled The Colourless Child. It’s taking me on a new journey and I’m making new discoveries. This Sunday 13th June is the United Nations International Albinism Awareness Day and the theme is Strength Beyond all Odds When I lived in Zambia I taught art at the International School and this wonderful photo by Ian Murphy […]

The Booklaunch of When We Were Wicked

Ruth HartleyBook Launch, Memoir, Politics, Southern Africa, When I Was Bad, When We Were Wicked6 Comments

When We Were Wicked My new short story and short memoir collection, When We Were Wicked has been published this January 2021 during the pandemic lockdown. How on earth could I organise a book launch for it? This is what happened: Celebration online, in print, and in person! Here is the first answer – Booklaunch magazine! I discovered Booklaunch through […]

Blame it on the man in the brandy barrel – Admiral Nelson

Ruth HartleyApartheid, Colonialism, Family, Hamera and Hartley, Identity, Migration, Politics, Power, Racism, South Africa, The Shaping of Water, The Tin Heart Gold Mine, When I Was Bad, When We Were Wicked11 Comments

Art and storytelling 200 years later by a distant descendant. Born into the British Empire during the Second World War in a colonial country that no longer exists, I’ve been flung around in a turbulent vortex of political and personal change. My art and my writing are the ways I hang on to the world spinning around me. I have […]