Wednesday, October 30, 2013

Police sex loophole closed

The legal loophole that allowed British undercover police officers to sleep with their targets, or those close to them, is to be closed under a new code of ethics, according to this story on the BBC website.

This is good news for anyone who found themselves on the wrong side of the sheets during an undercover police operation, through very little fault of their own.  However, it's bad news for me because it was this very loophole that formed the basis of the plot in Necessity's Door.  I felt I could get away with using it because it was such a grey area.  Officers who slid into temptation whilst working undercover could always claim it was aiding their cover.  They weren't, technically, breaking the law.  Which meant that although my hero Jake sailed pretty close to the wind, he never became a criminal. 

That won't be the case any more.  I won't be able to use the idea in any follow-ons, sequels, or future stories, because if this new code comes in, it'll be quite clear that officers who sleep with their targets are in breach of the rules.  Of course, the police are as human as the rest of us, and it's always possible one or two will still bend those rules.  But if they do, they'll no longer have immunity from prosecution.   The change in law will clear up that whole grey area.

Less confusing all round, even if it does take away the fodder for future stories...

Tuesday, October 29, 2013

Book launch with a difference

On Sunday we had a rare treat - a trip out to a stately home to celebrate the launch of local author Deborah Swift's latest novel.

Unlike previous events I've attended, this was very much not an official Book Launch (capital B, capital L) with the author 'on duty' and umpteen representatives from the publisher scattered about.  Deborah did read from the book, and a lady from Macmillan came along from the ride, but apart from that it was more a gathering of family and friends, to celebrate an exciting new arrival.  In fact, it had more in common with a christening than a launch!

Deborah writes historical romance, concentrating on everyday folk rather than the kings and queens so beloved of other writers in the genre like Jean Plaidy or Phillipa Gregory.  So it was entirely appropriate that she'd hired a local 'Big House', Leighton Hall, for the afternoon.  The Hall isn't one of those grand stately piles so beloved of the National Trust, where vast echoing spaces are roped off, so the visiting hordes can 'ooh' and 'ahh' from a safe distance.  Instead this is a family home, occupied in one form or other, by one family or another, for over eight hundred years.  The most recent owners are the Gillow family, famous for furniture manufacture in the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries, who have turned the place into a comfortable, welcoming home stuffed with interesting examples of their work.  Because of this, and a memorably entertaining guide called Pam, the tour was fascinating.

After that we trooped into the Music Room for a reading from Deborah's novel, A Divided Inheritance, a seventeenth century romp involving feisty heroines and wicked cousins.  Although historical romance isn't really my cup of tea, the reading was light-hearted and entertaining, and felt very much at home in a cosy room with a real log fire blazing on the grate.

And after that, we all trooped off again, this time to the restaurant for a free (and groaningly generous) afternoon tea.  Scones, jam, cream, sandwiches, cake... what more could a girl ask for?

We had to leave early as Dave was heading for Manchester airport later in the evening, to try to beat the incoming Great Storm of St Jude.  (He made it to Manchester okay, but the flight's another story.)  So I missed Deborah's second reading involving wicked Cousin Zachary.

All in all, though, this was a lovely afternoon with friendly people in a beautiful setting, and something I'll be remembering if I ever get to do a book launch of my own.

Monday, October 21, 2013

Wet weekend away

We've just got back from a long weekend away in the wilds of the Yorkshire Dales - Swaledale, to be precise.

Dave walked through here on his marathon Coast to Coast slog, and liked it so much he wanted to take me back to the area to show me some of the sights.  Which might have worked really well if the weather had been kind enough to let us see the sights...  It started raining the minute we crossed the Yorkshire border, and carried on raining almost without a break until we crossed back over the Cumbrian border on Sunday, coming home.  When it wasn't actually raining, it was thick fog or thunderstorms, sometimes all at once. 

We never did see much of the scenery, but we had a lovely time anyway.  On Saturday morning we sloshed round the quaint old town of Richmond, then in the afternoon it cleared up just long enough to allow a brief walk onto the moors at the back of the village where we were staying.  The terrain is fascinating - full of industrial archaeology from centuries of lead mining, as well as even more ancient features including earthworks and hill forts.  And grouse.  There are lots and lots of grouse, comical birds which flap off into the undergrowth, squawking, at the least sign of danger.

On Saturday evening we ate in a pub in the village of Reeth, unofficial 'capital' of Swaledale, which watching thunderstorms sweep across the hills.

By Sunday it was pouring again, and although we'd hoped to cross over into Wensleydale to have a look at that, there really didn't seem to be much point.  We came home early, and arrived with gritted teeth in glorious sunshine.  The picture above shows the sort of stunning scenery we might have seen if we could have.  We've already decided to go back and have another go some time next year.

Tuesday, October 01, 2013

Special offers

To celebrate their second anniversary, Riptide Publishing are running all sorts of deals and special offers throughout October, so keep your eyes peeled.

Both my books are included.  Necessity's Door will be available at a massive 40% off catalogue price, for one week only, between 6-12 October, whilst Gleams of a Remoter World will only cost $3.99, also for one week only, between 20-26 October.

I'll post reminders a little nearer the relevant times, but you might want to stick the dates in your diaries if you don't want to miss out on these great discounts.

Monday, September 30, 2013

Fifteen authors

Thanks to fellow author Sharon Bidwell for providing the inspiration for this.  Apparently it's part of one of these mass round-robin affairs where bloggers tag one another to fill in questionnaires.  In this case I wasn't tagged, but Sharon's blog post got the old grey cobwebs drifting about and I thought I'd have a go.

Basically you have to come up with a list of fifteen authors who have inspired you over the years - and preferably without thinking too long or too hard about the names.  I found this surprisingly difficult.  The first half dozen came to me very quickly, but after that I had to scratch my head, dredge up old memories, and even trawl the internet to track down one or two.

The end result, in no particular order, is as follows:

1.  J R R Tolkien.  A massive influence on me from the age of about eleven onwards.  I love the vast narrative sweep, the sheer scope of both world-building and language, and his ability to keep track of every single detail and loose end over three volumes' worth of writing.  Sheer brilliance.

2.  Mary Stewart.  Some of her holiday romance books are a little lightweight but I adore her Crystal Cave/Hollow Hills trilogy which tells the tale of Merlin and Arthur from Merlin's point of view; and I'm also a sucker for any of her books which contain hints of magic.  The Ivy Tree, Touch Not the Cat, and Thornyhold are my favourites, adding to a lifelong love of anything subtly supernatural.

3.  Mary Renault.  I first borrowed one of her books from the library and was gobsmacked that a woman writer had written books about gay men (albeit in the Greek and Roman worlds) and even better, had them published.  A real source of inspiration.

4.  Philippa Pearce.  The author of one of my favourite children's books, Tom's Midnight Garden.  This may well have kicked off my love of time-travel and the unexplained.  The book's atmosphere stays with me to this day.

5.  Patrick Gale.  A more recent discovery and one that almost never fails to immerse me in his worlds, and above all his characters.  Rough Magic is a particular favourite.

6.  Andrew Lang.  Not really an 'author' as such, more of an editor, but I devoured his series of 'coloured' fairy tale books as a kid and loved them all.

7.  Douglas Adams.  His books are brilliant, inventive, and laugh-out-loud funny.  I quite often find that I've been unintentionally using some of his phrases; they have a habit of burrowing into your brain and staying there.

8.  Georgette Heyer.  Although I've read many of her historical novels, and still have a passing fondness for some of them, it's her crime novels that inspired me - especially romps like Why Shoot a Butler and Footsteps in the Dark.

9.  Daphne du Maurier.  I'd give a lot to be able to write like her.  Some of her earliest (and best known, oddly) works are a little too melodramatic for me, but The House on the Strand would be high up on the list of books to take to a desert island.  Again, it's that element of other-worldliness, time travel, and general not-quite-knowing-what's-going-on that does it for me.  That and the brilliant writing, of course.

10.  Dorothy Dunnett.  Each of her Lymond Chronicles novels is my idea of the perfect book to get lost in.  Historical fiction but with a level of research that's quite staggering; you almost get the feeling she lived through the fifteenth and sixteenth centuries herself.  And Lymond is a wonderfully flawed hero.

11.  A E W Mason.  Considered quite old-fashioned these days but his yarns were a window to another world when I was growing up and I adored The Three Gentlemen, with its staggering (for the time) premise of reincarnation.

12.  Anne Rice.  I went off her later books but the Vampire Chronicles, and particularly The Vampire Lestat, have been firm favourites for years.  Lestat is a wonderful character - egotistic, hedonistic and impulsive, yet somehow Rice manages to make him sympathetic.

13.  Lynn Ellison.  Included for one book only - a Young Adult title called The Green Bronze Mirror  about a young girl time-travelling to Ancient Rome.  I read it as a young teenager and although I promptly forgot the title and the author, the basic story and atmosphere have stayed with me for over thirty years.  Sadly, I believe the current edition is almost unreadable due to the number of typos and errata; a shame, as I'd quite like to re-read it at some point.

14.  C S Lewis.  I enjoyed nearly all of his Narnia novels (with the exception of The Last Battle, which was just too distressing), probably more than Tolkien at the time.  Sheer escapism for a rather dreamy child.

15.  Last but not least, Leslie Charteris.  The author of the original The Saint books.  Many of them were first published in the 1930s and the style is a little old-fashioned now, but his early titles are a scream - full of action, with a distinctly unheroic hero and flashes of truly hilarious humour.  The television series (both of them) just didn't do Simon Templar justice.

So there you have it.  There are probably all sorts of wonderful authors I've forgotten about, and I might have to come back and tweak the list from time to time.  But that should give you some idea about the sort of books I like, and the sort of writers who've influenced my own work.

Saturday, September 14, 2013

Playlist for Gleams

Brit-grit writer Paul Brazill's fascinating guest post '10 Songs From Duffy's Juke Box', listing the tracks that helped to inspire his latest book Roman Dalton - Werewolf PI, struck a chord (if you'll forgive the pun) with me.  I came up with something similar for a guest post during my blog tour for Gleams of a Remoter World, but never got round to posting the list on here.  So here goes.  I couldn't, in the end, come up with ten songs, but here are six that would provide a bit of extra atmosphere if you had them playing in the background whilst reading the novel.

Because Gleams is a ghost story, it's perhaps not surprising that so many of these tracks feature ghosts or otherworldly experiences.

1. Delerium: 'Innocente (Falling in Love)'.  A great introduction to the novel.  Quiet, atmospheric, and the first line ("It's the rain that I hear coming, not a stranger or a ghost") would be strangely appropriate to the very first scene in the barn.

2. Mary Black: 'Leaving the Land'.  For Chris's first visit to the ruined church and abandoned priest's house. The whole tone of the song is a poignant elegy to a home that's been left behind, and a perfect accompaniment to the roofless buildings and toppled stone walls that Chris and Jo find.

3. Japan: 'Ghosts'.  I thought of this during the scene where the ghosts first appear to Chris. The lyrics ("The ghosts of my life Blow wilder than the wind"), and the incredibly spooky vocals of lead singer David Sylvian, still send shivers up and down my spine!

4. Gregorian Chant 'Procedamus in Pace'.  This is the specific track quoted from when Chris visits the ruined Celtic monastery so it would be the perfect backdrop to his experiences there, as well as being beautiful enough and tranquil enough to suit the scenery and the poignant site of the monks' home.

5. The Specials: 'Ghost Town'.  "This town... is coming like a ghost town."  I had this song running through my head when I was writing the scene where Chris goes to Paulie's Liverpool home to try to track him down. The main chorus would be a wonderful refrain to his increasingly frustrating search.

6. Abba: 'The Day Before You Came'. Some people laugh at Abba but their later tracks are often exceptional, both musically and lyrically, and this has long been one of my favourites. The contrast of the singer's dull everyday life with the promise of what happens the day 'you came' would be a great backdrop for Chris as he lives his solitary life in Ireland towards the end of the book. I'm not saying any more for fear of spoiling the surprise!

As far as I know all these tracks are available on YouTube, so why not load them on your pc or e-book reader, and play them during the appropriate sections while you're reading the novel?

Happy listening, and happy reading!

Sunday, September 08, 2013

Coast to Coast ps.

In a nice little postscript to my entry about the Coast to Coast walk, it was announced yesterday that The Wainwright Society have raised money for a plaque to Alfred Wainwright, which has been put up at the end of the walk in Robin Hood's Bay.

More details on the story here.

Dave is still plodding and has reached the Yorkshire Dales...

Friday, September 06, 2013

Cross country... and then some

The house is strangely quiet all this week and next, because Dave is away doing the famous (or should that be infamous?) Coast to Coast walk.

For those of you who don't know, this is a 190-mile trek across northern England, from St Bees in Cumbria to Robin Hood's Bay in North Yorkshire.  On route it passes through some spectacular scenery in not one but three national parks - The Lake District, Yorkshire Dales, and North York Moors.

The walk was devised in the early 1970s by the late great Alfred Wainwright, and to find out more about both him and this rather arbitrary cross-country route, head over to my post at The Britwriters Blog where I've explained in much greater detail. 

There are even pictures!

Tuesday, September 03, 2013

Coming soon

The owner at Fox Spirit tells me that the Shapeshifters anthology should be making an appearance this month, complete with my short story The Boyfriend From Hell.  This is something of a departure from my usual genres - a slightly bonkers little tale about aliens. 

Think you've got the ultimate boyfriend from hell?  One that leaves the loo seat up all the time, or eats the biscuits and puts the empty packet back in the tin?  Believe me, compared to the heroine of this story, you ain't seen nothing yet.

The book is currently 'in production' and I'll post on here the minute it's available to buy.

Thursday, August 22, 2013

Guest post: British crime author Paul D. Brazill

Today for a complete change I'm pleased to welcome fellow Brit-grit author Paul with a little something about his latest book release.  (I'm actually reading the book as I speak and will review it once I've finished it.)  Over to you, Paul.

Who The Hell Is Roman Dalton?
When a full moon fills the night sky, Private Investigator Roman Dalton becomes a werewolf and prowls The City's neon and blood soaked streets.

Paul D. Brazill’s Roman Dalton - Werewolf PI
is a short, sharp collection of vivid, interconnected noir/horror stories featuring the werewolf PI and the denizens of The City.
The stories are:

Drunk On The Moon
The Missionary
Black Moon Rising
The Brain Salad Murders
She's My Witch
Before The Moon Falls
The collection is available as an eBook from Amazon and Amazon UK.
Roman Dalton even has his own blog:
And Facebook page.
Check them out to see what’s happening with the grizzled cop turned grizzlier private eye.

Monday, August 12, 2013

Last chance

Don't forget, the Riptide special offer period runs out at midnight (US time) tonight.  So if you want to get your paws on a copy of either of my books (Necessity's Door or Gleams of a Remoter World) at a whopping 60% off the list price, hurry over to the Riptide website and stake your claim!

Monday, August 05, 2013

Riptide relaunch and special offers

Riptide Publishing have unleashed their updated, new-look website today with a pared-down look, better search facilities, and a whole host of special deals and offers.

These include both my titles, which are available for one week only at a massive 60% off their usual cover price.  Necessity's Door is included in the 'Red Hot Rentboys' bundle together with three other stories involving various types of prostitution, while Gleams of a Remoter World is included in a brand new 'Read Across the Rainbow' bundle of works involving lesbian, bisexual, gay and trans* main characters.  (Chris, the hero of Gleams, is of course bisexual, although the main focus of the story is still very much the ghost hunt he and his partner go on!)

To check out the new website, or to take advantage of these amazing offers before the closing date of 12th August, hurry over to Riptide Publishing now!

Sunday, August 04, 2013

Windermere as you've never seen it

Last night we went to the cinema to see The Wolverine.  Great film (at least until the ending) and we thoroughly enjoyed the evening out.  Apart from one thing.  During the preliminary adverts they showed this:


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X_VAMHJjQJU

It's a promotional video for Windermere Reflections, a local environmental pressure/action group who are trying to clean up the lake and its surrounding catchment area.  They have the best intentions, but if you haven't already seen it, be warned.  It may very well be the worst, most amateur, most embarrassing video ever produced.  I've seen things by primary school children that were better, and less likely to make viewers want to hide behind the nearest cushion.  Goodness knows what any visitors to the area thought, if indeed they were still capable of thought after three minutes of this.

Both Dave and I watched between the fingers of our hands, and were highly amused to see the couple in front of us (who also turned out to be local) doing exactly the same.

So go on.  If you want to see Lake Windermere as a blue cardboard cut-out being worn by a female singer while she poses in front of local beauty spots, watch the video.  I can guarantee you won't get the image (or the irritating 'Windermere song') out of your head for hours.  'Dumb Ways to Die' it ain't...

Thursday, August 01, 2013

As red as a...

I did love this story from the BBC local news website for the West Midlands, about a punter's colourful excuse when caught with a known prostitute in his car.

Now I'm wondering if 'buying tomatoes' is going to become the latest euphemism for paying for sex, in much the same way as 'niece' is used to mean 'bit on the side'...

Tuesday, July 30, 2013

Riptide website overhaul

Just in case anyone is desperately trying to access the Riptide website over the next few days, here's advance warning: the site will be down for a few days while they overhaul their entire site and catalogue.

The end result will be pared down in terms of style, but vastly improved in terms of speed and searchability, with all sorts of new tags, databases and what-have-you to help the reader find what they want.

This apparently entails much poking about in virtual entrails so the website will be 'down' for three to four days at the beginning of August.  I'm told there will be no access from 1st August through to 4th August, and the new site will launch, fully fledged and raring to go, on 5th August.

So if anyone is trying to find out more about my books, or anything else for that matter, please bear with them for a few days.  It sounds as though it'll be worth the wait.

Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Storms...

The recent spell of hot weather has gone out with the proverbial bang; violent thunderstorms this morning which fried several sets of railway signal equipment and brought down part of a church tower near Manchester.  We didn't have anything quite that dramatic here, but it was quite noisy for a while and the rain came down in buckets for about an hour.  The tall white daisies in the back garden are now mostly horizontal and one or two other things are looking rather sorry for themselves, but after 3 weeks with no rain and hour after hour of blazing sunshine, I can't really complain.

And there's more on the way this evening, apparently.  It's certainly looking rather threatening in the south, and feels like a tropical greenhouse.

It's been baking in my little study all day, but rather to my amazement I settled down with some writing this afternoon, and added part of a new scene to a novella I'm currently working on.  It was only a few hundred words, but still more than I was expecting so a useful bonus.  Here's hoping it's a bit cooler (and a bit less crash-y and bang-y) tomorrow.

Wednesday, July 17, 2013

Missed her!

In spite of the heat I was all set to trot down into Bowness just after lunch to join the throng waiting to see and greet the Queen.  All the bumf about the visit I'd seen said she was due in the 'early afternoon', which I took to mean some time between 1pm and 2pm, perhaps later if she'd been held up anywhere.

Just as I was finishing the last few bites of my sandwich I noticed a steady procession of people past the front window: mostly children, some clutching Union Jack flags.  And they were heading away from the lake, not towards it.  Which means the royal party must have arrived not much later than 12 noon, and I missed the whole thing.

Rats...

Monday, July 15, 2013

Royal visit

Exciting times this week as the Queen is due to visit Kendal and Bowness on Wednesday.  I've only ever seen Her Majesty once (as I came out of a job interview in Birmingham city centre many years ago) so I'll probably creep down the hill to see what's going on.  Creep being the operative word, as we're in the middle of a heatwave and it's due to be another scorching day.  On Saturday the temperature briefly rose to the dizzy heights of 31c in our back garden (we took a thermometer out into the shade) and we just about fell over.  After four or five dismal summers on the trot (not to mention last year's effort when it started raining in April and didn't stop again until Christmas) we're just not used to the soaring temperatures.

I just hope the Queen brings a parasol and the sun-screen, because it sounds as though she's going to need them!

Tuesday, July 09, 2013

Book treat

I've been a fan of Louise Welsh's wonderfully dark fiction for years.  Her writing isn't perfect, but it does break the mould when it comes to thrillers, with main characters that are anything but stereotypical.  I adored The Cutting Room, and although I didn't think The Bullet Trick was quite as amazing, I still thoroughly enjoyed it.  I hadn't realised that she had a new(ish) book out, but a chance encounter with the single book stand in our local supermarket introduced me to The Girl on the Stairs and I bought it on the spot.  A quick skim of the blurb tells me it involves a young woman in Berlin, with suitably intriguing suggestions of dark deeds and ghostly goings-on, literal or figurative.

I can't wait to start reading it...

Monday, July 08, 2013

Things you don't expect to see...

...in a supermarket car park.

Number one - an oyster catcher.  One flew overhead, squawking, as we were loading the car with goodies at the Morrisons in Kendal yesterday.  Quite an unexpected sight, given that we must have been a good ten miles from the nearest coast - and it was heading inland.  Since I had no idea these sea-birds fed or bred away from the shoreline, I feel a bad joke coming on.  Why did the oyster catcher cross the car park?  Answers on a postcard, please.