You know how sometimes your characters decide to do something you had not foreseen and certainly hadn’t planned for? You sit there being gobsmacked at further evidence that you are not as in control of their lives as you thought, and thinking ‘so this is why people believe in the muses’. Boys of Summer is…
I’ve just had an email asking me if I was any relation to Admiral Beecroft. This gave me pause for thought, partly because I don’t know of any Admiral Beecroft. Do you? And partly because I wouldn’t know if he was a relative even if he was. The Beecroft side of the family is my…
I haven’t managed to write a word since last Thursday, and this is starting to get ridiculous. On the other hand, I’m pleased to say that Away with the Faeries is definitely alive. I can feel it brewing. It keeps suggesting things for me to research – the Hindu equivalent of elves, for example. If…
Well, a day off turned into a week. A week during which I enthusiastically tried other, new things. I did, however, make a plot plan for the Fantasy I meant to start tomorrow – so, progress there. I also began to learn the melodeon: Which is harder than it seems. Both hands have to work…
Oh, run, don’t walk over to this post at the Macaronis blog for some gorgeous hand coloured 18th Century drawings of a variety of Macaronis, young and old, offered for your delectation by Ken Craigside, author of Here, And Always Have Been, a collection of gay historical short stories. They’re just so charming, and it…
like a fiddler’s elbow, that’s me this week. Wednesday was our 20th wedding anniversary, which I forgot about. Fortunately, Andrew forgot about it too, so there were no hard feelings on his side, and nothing but relief on mine. We went up North to see my Dad instead of celebrating, which made for a long…
