AND I GUESS THAT’S WHY I CALL IT THE BLUES!

January’s here once again and I stare out of the window at bare trees and a pale blue sky. For me, January is to months what Monday is to days. What seems like thousands of seagulls squawk and every fifty minutes, the sound of familiar, cacophonous chimes, so loud...

RECTOR HALL WITH BOUGHS OF HOLLY!

Yes, yes, we know the Christmas carol goes, “Deck the Halls, etc, but this blog title comes from a line in our current WIP, Fatal Fungus, the second in the WinDarl cosy mystery books. The line pertains to the rector, Reverend Reginald Hall, a larger-than-life...

BATHING THE MIND

Mental health. A tricky subject. There are many who gloss over it and others who worry endlessly. I’m more the latter, and it’s done me no good. In the last few years, I’ve taken the issue more seriously. Why? Because I realise the importance of looking after myself....

A WINDY DRAFT

Both fun and challenging, the first draft of Deadly Dough took seven months to write, give or take a few hours. In those months, we went through all the emotions that doubtless hit all fiction writers. Was the plot strong enough? Were the characters memorable? Would...