At Instant Apostle, we are always looking for ways to make our publications available in new and accessible ways. A key partner in this is the amazing organisation Torch Trust that produces Christian reading in braille, giant print, audio and electronic media for people with sight loss worldwide. Nicki comments, ‘We are delighted that, through Torch … Read more …
Who is this book by?
When I started writing this book, the very first question I asked myself was not the usual Who is this book aimed at? but Who is this book by? Not because I’m having some sort of identity crisis, but more because there are a number of different perspectives from which… Read More »
My great-grandmother is a remarkable woman. Everyone says so: her daughter (who is my grandmother), Gramps (who is my grandfather and her son-in-law), Dad (who is her grandson), Mom and all her friends and everyone else who knows her. So it must be true… Read More »
Matthew Gold woke with a start at four o’clock on the morning of the 11th March. His body was bathed in a cold sweat and his heart was beating rapidly.
There were three pages missing. The last three pages. The pages that made sense of the story… Read More »
Are victims of childhood abuse damaged beyond cure?
How can they not just survive but thrive?
Written by a survivor
De-mystifies challenging behaviours
Educates and enlightens on the effects of trauma
Provides tools to help Read More »
Lively WW2-set story for 8-11-year-olds!
What was it like to be an evacuee?
Explores cultural differences within and between nations
Gently explores effects of dementia Read More »
An unflinching tale of passion and pain, of the power of words and the search for meaning, of a life-long odyssey to find the mystery beyond the mystery Read More »
ENGLAND, MAY 1950
Mum looked odd, kind of pasty, as she opened the front door. I slung my heavy, half-term satchel with my dirty sports kit in it onto the hall floor. I hung my panama hat and blazer on the coat stand as usual, but instead of heading for the kitchen with promises of supper, Mum tugged at the hem of my skirt, fiddled with my tie and plaits and looked me up and down. Read More »
Friday 22nd December 2006
Around Christmas, the Psychology Department becomes empty and eerily unfamiliar; even the smell seems to revert to its former use as a psychiatric ward. I was the only one in on the Friday before Christmas – the ‘skeleton cover’ required by management over the holiday period. Appropriately named, as it happened.
I checked the waiting area at 10.20 am for my new client. She was already there… Read More »
His Early Days
The weather was typically stormy in the tempestuous channel between the Isle of Man and Great Britain on the night of 19th November 1830. The cruel winds drove the steam packet St George on to St Mary’s Rock in Douglas Bay. The wrecking of the steamship was one of Hugh Stowell Brown’s earliest memories… Read More »