Happy Without Holidays

Everyone needs a break in life - with the exception, perhaps, of writers.

I penned a tweet this week, which drew a fair bit of reaction - "Being a writer permits no holidays - but what true writer would want one?"

I didn't mean was that we don't love a break - everyone likes to get away, enjoy a change of routine, see something new, try something different etc. All I was saying is that an author is never off duty.

On Friday, I was fortunate enough to be at a beer festival in Newton Abbot, Devon, and doing what... Read more

Falling in Love

Something strange happened to me this week - I realised I was falling in love with one of my characters in the new book, The Dark Horizon.

I'm amidst the final edits, which is far from my favourite part of writing. Thinking up the ideas, the people, the places, the twists and turns is the bit I really like, followed by the actual physical writing, but as for the edits... oh, yawn and trudge.

However! The more I edited the sections involving her, the more I found myself smiling at what she was doing and why, and wanting to spend... Read more

Revenge and Observations

An incoming text message this week made me laugh - lots and lots.

It said simply - 'Tell me I'm not the taxi driver'.

The reason? A friend had read my most recent book, Shadows of Justice, after another pal suggested one of the minor characters in it bore more than a passing resemblance to him.

It didn't take long for Friend A to reach the same conclusion. The character in question adopted a faux Cockney accent and played the laddish wide boy - 'Cor blimey geezer etc etc..' yet still had the proverbial heart of gold.

I confess it... Read more

How Could I Forget?

I had a strange experience this week, when I was doing my day job and reporting from a library. I noticed some of my books on a shelf and had a realisation...

I'd more or less forgotten about them.

The library staff were so amused at my moment of dizzy revelation that they captured it for posterity, complete with books at my elbow (no wonder the smile looks even odder than usual) -

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That's one of the strange things about being an author. When you're in mid flow with writing a book it dominates... Read more