In a few days time I will be giving myself permission to start working on something brand new. For real. No games. To the finish. Everything else I’ve been working on since finishing Djinn last year was good fun and some of these projects have managed to really get under my skin but none of them [...]
That’s all. Nothing to see here. *whistles* (well, okay, maybe just a tiny bit of news…the end is nearing for Djinn…or is that the beginning?)
Non-writerly and un-readerly friends recently bemoaned the fact that neither Mark nor I have been around to hang out with them as much as we’ve done in the past. To be honest, I really didn’t notice / realise this! Oh, I lie. I maybe did, vaguely, at the back of my mind. Last year we were [...]
I’m a sensible (on occasion) adult woman in her 30′s yet I have this burning desire to succumb to the fangirliest thing of all time. To write fan fiction – not even online, but for myself. Of Hellboy and the BPRD in particular. I can see the raised eyebrows and the shocked expressions. I [...]
As the self-imposed deadline to polish Djinn into shiny aweseomeness rushes closer at an incredible speed I spent most of today daydreaming just a tiny little bit. I was “window shopping” over at the Agents Supermarket and have drawn up a wishlist of people I’d love to approach in July. This is both incredibly exciting [...]
After working wildly and dilligently last night, I saved my work as I was about to turn off the iMac for the night…but something said to me: just check where that document saved to. And do you think I could find it? Anywhere? At all? Nope. Nada. Not even in my Finder folder. Oh, [...]
Friday evening was one of those utterly excuisite early Summer evenings. Mark and I decided to have a bbq and we invited our neighbour, Ray, around. Ray is lovely, an elderly (soon to be retired) freelance artist and sculptor. He dotes on our dog Sparrow and looks after both house and dog when Mark and [...]
I’m off to Foyles this evening to sit in the audience and stare lovingly at a living legend: Carlos Ruiz Zafon. I may even ask a question, but I doubt it. Face to face conversations I’m okay with, but in a crowd, I like to disappear, i.e. I like the anonymity and always feel that [...]
