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Blog postIt's my birthday early next week. A major one, a horrible one. One with a big round 0 at the end. Next Monday I shall reach the age where, once, I could have retired, only nowadays the Government keeps putting back the age of retirement, so I expect to be at least 102 before I reach it.
I'd hoped to be able to slacken off a bit by now, but this Christmas will find me and Sir, yet again, driving 80 miles northwards to spend Christmas with my mother.
Ah, yes. My mother. Now -
Blog postI wanted to let you all have a sneak preview of the cover of the next Verity Long** book, Organized Murder. So, here it is.
Designed by the very talented Australian arist and writer, Katie W Stewart, I think it fits in really well with her cover for Strictly Murder. The elements are all in place to make my covers an identifiable brand.
Katie is a delight to work with, never happy until the customer is 100% satisfied. You can see more examples of her work on her website -
Blog postWell, sort of. Along with five other authors and only in the UK - but I'll take it, however it comes.
A short story of mine, Fatal Error, is included in an anthology put together by the UK Kindle Users Forum. Summer Shorts has reached No.1 in the category: Kindle Books > Fiction > AnthologiesAmazon Bestsellers Rank: #191 Free in Kindle Store (See Top 100 Free in Kindle Store) #1 i -
Blog postEarlier this year, I posted this to a forum I belong to:
I hate my editor Or, at least, I did yesterday
Working through the manuscript he'd edited and returned to me, some of his comments seemed very harsh. What's more, the fool had deleted some of my best lines, changed my perfect prose and destroyed my clever plotting. What did he mean it isn't clear how the victim died? A child of five could work it out.
Dark clouds gathered over Wilcox Towers. As the -
Blog postMein Kampf?
It's a long time since I last posted. My excuse, in case I need one, is that I've been struggling to get my new book out. And it has been a struggle, I can tell you. I've set myself various deadlines - all of which came and went, passing me with a whooshing noise I found terrifying. I hoped to announce publication in late March, then for Easter in April, then Mayday. (Mayday is about right. By that time I felt like sending out an SOS.)
Editing was the proble -
Blog postThe Cover
As promised in my last post, here's a preview of the cover of my soon to be published book Strictly Murder.
Isn't it pretty? I absolutely love it. It was made for me by the lovely, and very talented, Katie W. Stewart, and you can see more of her super artwork here: http://www.katiewstewart.com/As well as being an excellent artist, Katie is also a writer of fantasy for children and one of the authors featured on my website: http://kindle-for-kids.com
I hope that Britis -
Blog postNot theirs, mine.
Maybe I'm just growing old but I find myself increasingly annoyed by the "cult of modern celebrity". Tabloid headlines scream of the latest doings — or, more often, misdoings — of people I've never heard of, every day. Their every little 'tragedy' — "I broke the strap on my Prada handbag beating off photographer" — is reported in lurid detail and eagerly lapped up by their army of fans. Whole magazines have sprung up catering to this cult, -
Blog postIt snowed on Saturday afternoon, leaving a thin covering of white along the road and pavements of our small Close. Even the grass area at the top of the Close received a coating. A further fall overnight left a good two inches on the ground and everwhere looked fresh and clean with the blanket of pristine whiteness. By ten o'clock yesterday morning, the kids were out to play.
Nest door, two year old Nichola — a sugar-plum dressed from head to toe in pink — helped Daddy build a -
Blog postNo, seriously, I have. I last saw it back in April when I finally finished my NaNo 2010 winner, now called Strictly Murder. Even then, though, I think I knew that there was something not quite right. Something that was missing from the story.
For the last few weeks I've been checking and proof-reading the last four chapters, anxious to have done with it and send it to my editor. It was only when I came to compile the file - I edit each chapter as a separate document - that I discover -
Blog postI 've discovered an exiting new job opportunity!
Today, I shall begin phoning major retailers offering my services as 'Rent A Crowd'. It works like this:
The Job Description
I will walk into your empty premises. There won't be a customer to be seen. No purse or credit card waving citizen wil have darkened your doors for hours. I will browse the wide spaces of your aisles, the vast, uninhabited, savannahs between your shelves, looking for where you've hidde -
Blog postNow that I have your attention, I must point out that this is not going to be a salacious account of my sex life. You'll find no reports of frenzied gyrations, no tales of nights of passion, no sweaty writhings here.
I'm sorry if I disappoint you, but what I'm referring to is how creative I can be between the sheets.
No. No. Really! What can you be thinking? This is a clean site.
I'm talking about writing. About that creative germ. That idea that star -
Blog postI've just done a quick mental inventory of all the various internet sites I belong to. From Amazon to Yahoo, the number is about a hundred and that is probably well below average. Every single one of them has required me to sign up with my email address and a password. Which is OK, I suppose, unless you've got more than one email address. Or password.
The curse of internet security
For security reasons, we are told, it is better not to use the same password for al -
Blog postIf I were to have a favourite prayer it would be, ' Oh Lord, give me patience — and give it me now'.
The cause of my current impatience is that I'm within an inch of being published at last. Hurrah! My goal has always been to earn a living from my stories but if I'd known at the start how long I would have to wait to realise that goal, I might never have started in the first place. It has taken me four years to write Chamaeleon:The Secret Spy. Four long years of learning how t -
Blog postMy, how time flies! It hardly seems that long since I was preparing for last year's NaNoWriMo. I blogged about it then at: http://twigs-twiglets.blogspot.com/2010_10_01_archive.html
For those of you who think I'm babbling (and who can blame you? I often do), National Novel Writing Month takes place every November and hundreds of thousands of people around the world join in — with the sole aim of writing a 50,000 word novel between the 1st and the 30th of the month.
There are many who -
Blog postWhat delightful flights of fancy are conjured up every week by our local free newspaper. I imagine the reporter/editor/teaboy - all the same person, obviously, and probably a twenty-something media studies graduate, ignorant of both syntax and spelling - sitting in his office on an industrial estate here in the heart of the shires, and praying for something exciting to happen. What else can explain this gem from last year:
'Leap frogging mayor bruises tomato'?
The -
Blog postI'm having one of those days where I can't seem to settle to anything. It isn't as though I don't have enough to do, it's more the need to just check out of the work hotel for a while.
I fancy a day pottering around the garden, tidying the flower beds, dead-heading the roses and re-potting the mint. Then I could attack the bramble that's coming through from the neighbour's garden and taking over the arbour. It is now so rampant, it needs to be given a short, sharp shock - preferably -
Blog post. . . wash, wipe, and put away the dishes? If they can manage the first, why are they incapable of doing the rest, and vice versa? Why does it have to be either/or? Washing, wiping and putting away is ONE job, guys.
Why can't men wipe down the cooker. Or the work surface?
Why can't men put their own clothes in the laundry basket?
Why can't men go shopping without coming home with cheesecakes but no milk or toilet rolls? You know, the things they went out f
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