Monday, May 28, 2012

Dream a Little Dream

Happy Monday! The glorious sunshine continues here in London - it's almost too good to be true. Hope everyone had a great weekend.

Today, I am taking part in Rebecca Emin's online launch party for When Dreams Come True. Rebecca asked us all to share our nightly dreams.

I'm not sure mine make very interesting reading, because - as Mr TR pointed out - nothing bad ever happens in them! I might be on the cusp of crashing, drowning, or any other random horror, but somehow I always seem to find my way out. Thank goodness, because as a very light sleeper, I have a lot of dreams, and I usually remember them all.

One recurring dream I have is that of drowning. I'm on a boat crossing rocky waters. The boat rocks perilously before overturning, and I flounder in the ocean. But - you guessed it! - I somehow kick my way to the surface and I'm saved!

Guess my subconscious is determined not to let me succumb to nightmares.

Do you dream? If so, any horrifying scenarios to share?


Congrats to Rebecca on her launch day!

Friday, May 25, 2012

When Good Things Happen to Good People

Ladies and gentlemen, the London heatwave continues (and by 'heatwave', I mean I'm not wearing layers). I'm sorry I haven't been my usual commenty self, but one thing I've learned in eight years of London is that when the sun shines, you must grab all the rays you can.

One of the things I love about blogland and the writing world in general is that we can share in each others' success. Sure, it's easy to get little pangs of jealousy time and again, but mostly, there's an overwhelming feeling of elation when a writer finally gets a book deal or an indie author hits their fifty-thousandth sale.

Last night, I was at a book launch for a debut novel by Liz Fenwick, a fellow member of the Romantic Novelists' Association. Glancing around the room packed full of published authors, it really was heart-warming to think we're all here to celebrate her success. And it's not just the real world: I see the same thing every day virtually, too.

Writing is a long, hard slog. Nothing is guaranteed -- except for anxiety and rejection. It's the people around us who lift us up when we need it, and who cry 'hurrah' when we make it.

Thank you all for being one of my 'people'!

Have a great Friday, and a fantastic, sun-filled, wine-soaked weekend. 

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Summer in London Town

Well, I think it may have finally happened. Summer! Day after gloomy day of hail, rain, wind (wettest April ever! Coldest spring since records began!) has finally given way to sun and warmth -- for a few days, anyway. My step-daughter is visiting and tonight we're heading to the South Bank to soak up the rays. 

I know this blog has been a little thin on content lately (party shoes, lobster costumes and such), but hey. You don't really want to hear about me removing the millionth 'just' or eye-roll from the zillionth draft of my latest epic, do you?

I thought not. So, instead...

The sun shines on Kensington Palace.

Royal Festival Hall, with the London Eye in the background.
Pimm's at a pub on the Thames. 

Little Venice on a calm summer's morning. 
Is it summer in your parts yet? (Your 'neck of the woods parts', not your other bits, ha!). See you all Friday!

Monday, May 21, 2012

Party Shoes!

Happy Monday, everyone! I'm back from my self-imposed blog exile, and while I still have a few rounds of edits left to go, I'm coming into the light. Finally.

The highlight of last week -- without a doubt -- was the Romantic Novelists' Association summer party. Seeing as how I don't get out much, wearing skyscraper shoes and donning a lobster costume (I jest - I went with the summery floaty dress) always ranks high in my books. Here are some photos (stolen from various sources. Hope they don't mind!).

Carole Matthews' wonderful book handbag! LOVE.

Jane Lovering wins Romantic Novel of the Year.

Catherine Miller, me (sans lobster costume), DJ Kirkby, Rhoda Baxter.

The Royal Overseas League where the party was held, tucked away behind The Ritz.

Shoe wars! Jane Lovering's black sandals versus my orange ones. 

So, that's what I've been up to -- well, the interesting bit, anyway. Happy Monday!

Monday, May 14, 2012

Peacocks, Mazes, and Castles, Oh My!

The inevitable has happened: it's Monday. And yes, it might be raining, but I'm pleased to report we actually had a few days of sun while my parents were in town! Here are a few photos from our trip yesterday to Leeds Castle which, confusingly enough, isn't in Leeds.

One of the many peacocks on the castle grounds.

The castle's rear view. 

The maze from hell. I suck at mazes and got bored after about ten minutes. 

The castle from the front. Beautiful view!
And apart from castle-ing, there are other exciting things going on today: Becca and Angela have a special Random Act of Kindness gift waiting for you, so hop on over to The Bookshelf Muse to pick it up. And author Jessica Bell has a new book of poetry out, which I very much enjoyed!

I'm playing catch-up this week and with a party on Thursday (tough life, I know) and a draft to get off to my beta readers, I'm taking the week off blogging.

See you next Monday!

Friday, May 11, 2012

Making the Ugly Beautiful

It's Friiiiday! Momma and Poppa TR are in London Town! All is right with the world!

Today, I'm pleased to have Gilli Alan, author of Life Class and Torn,  here to talk about a topic near (athough at the present time, not quite so dear) to my heart: editing.

Over to Gilli!

Editing (or making that ugly ill-formed lump into a thing of beauty)

When I was fifteen, I found and reared a fledgling owl. I called him Timmy. I’ll tell you in a minute what this has to do with writing.

Editing is the best bit of writing because every time you do it you’re making your book better. But before you can start the editing you have to have the raw material to work on. Sorry to state the obvious! Writing doesn’t come easily to me. To get the original story out and onto the page is a slow, hiccupy sometimes painful process. It was when I was thinking about the creation of that first ugly, misshapen draft, that the image of my owl came to mind. In the wild, owls eat the whole of their prey, bones, fur and all. They then regurgitate a pellet of the indigestible part of the diet. So, if you’re rearing a young owl, you have to incorporate some of these elements, to keep this mechanism working.

Timmy lived in our garage; I often watched him, sitting up on a rafter, regurgitating these pellets. It looked very uncomfortable; it looked like it took a great deal of effort; it looked like Timmy would far rather be doing something else as he gagged, retched and eventually brought up a surprisingly large and steaming lump of matter.

It’s only after the horrible process of excavating that first draft out of myself, that the fun begins. It’s only when I read the whole thing through that I realise it’s not as bad as I first thought. But even if it is, the ideas about how to improve it start to flow. And it’s not just the way I’ve expressed myself that can be tidied up. New revelations come to me about the characters and their motivations - why did X say that and Y do this? Flaws in the plotline show up, but also the solutions. The story may even go off in new and surprising directions. All of this is like magic and is deeply rewarding.

After we released Timmy we’d leave his food out in the garden. He’d return every evening to eat. Then he stopped coming. One summer night, a year later, we heard a very loud and very close ‘tu-whitting’ . It sounded just like Timmy. My dad shone a torch onto a full-grown owl sitting in our beech tree. As we watched he flew down and perched on the top of the side door to the garage where Timmy had lived. I believe it was him. It was almost as if he’d come back to tell us he was all right. And I’ve discovered since, he wasn’t a boy. It’s the girls who go ‘tu-whitt’ and the boys who go ‘tu-whoo’.

Now where can I get an owl called Timmy? Thanks, Gilli!

Gilli can be found at her blog, Facebook, Twitter and Goodreads. Her new novel, Life Class, is available here.

Have a great weekend, everyone!

Wednesday, May 09, 2012

Beating Books Into Submission

I'm going through one of those phases where I eat, sleep, and dream my book. Over the past few weeks, I've been busy beating the plot and character development into submission, and praise the Goddess of Wine, there's finally light at the end of the tunnel.

I read somewhere recently that writing is like the process of distillation, and it's certainly true for me. No matter how clear I think I am in the beginning, I need to write . . . and write . . . and write again until things become clearer and everything crystallises. I can't even tell you how many times I've written some scenes, trying to get everything to hang together just so.

I tell you, if anyone ever says this writing lark is easy, they'd better get out of the way of my boxing gloves!

What irksome things make you want to don your virtual boxing gloves, writing or otherwise? Not that I condone violence, of course... :)

Monday, May 07, 2012

Let 'Er Rip!


It's Monday! And today, we're celebrating the launch of Glynis Smy's debut novel, Ripper, My Love. Glynis has got to be one the loveliest, most supportive people out there, and I'm thrilled to be able to celebrate this day with her.

Here's a bit more about the book:

Growing up in late nineteenth century East London, Kitty Harper’s life is filled with danger and death – from her mother, her beloved neighbour and the working women of the streets.
With her ever-watchful father and living surrogate family though, Kitty feels protected from harm. In fact, she feels so safe that while Whitechapel cowers under the cloud of a fearsome murderer, she strikes out on her own, moving into new premises to accommodate her sewing business.

But danger is closer than she thinks. In truth, it has burrowed itself right into her heart in the form of a handsome yet troubled bachelor, threatening everything she holds dear. Will Kitty fall prey to lust – and death – herself, or can she find the strength inside to fight for her business, sanity and her future? And who is the man terrifying the streets of East London?


If you've ever thought historical novels are a little bit boring, you really must give this a go -- it's anything but dull! Combining fiction with reality, Glynis creates a story with plenty of twists and turns, along with characters you can't help but love or hate in equal measures. I enjoyed the strong, independent heroine who refuses to bow to convention and even sets up her own successful business. Using colourful language, the world of East London comes to life, and you can almost taste the fear and unease that wraps itself around this novel.A wonderful debut, and I can't wait to read more from Glynis!

Want to purchase a copy? Launch day price for the Kindle is 99c/77p and it's available here:
Amazon Kindle
Amazon.com Paperback
Amazon.co.UK Paperback & Kindle UK
The Book Depository UK (free delivery worldwide)
The Book Depository. Com
Barnes & Noble

Friday, May 04, 2012

Italy? Yes Please!

Guess what, lovely bloggery bloggers? It's Friday! And even better, I've got Catherine McNamara here, talking about her new book, The Divorced Lady's Companion to Living in Italy.

Now, I'm not divorced nor do I live in Italy, but being an expat myself, I'm always fascinated by other expat  experiences. So... take it away, Catherine!

Living in Translation

Anyone who has lived abroad knows that learning a language involves embarrassing moments. You ask for a baguette in your best French and the baker looks back with a perplexed stare. You study Italian in Milan and end up in a town where everybody speaks an incomprehensible dialect. Or, you ask if there are any preservativi (condoms) in a jar of jam instead of conservanti (preservatives), and set a whole room laughing!

When I set out to write my women’s commercial novel ‘The Divorced Lady’s Companion to Living in Italy’ I wasn’t sure I would find a convincing storyline or voice. I’d published a lot of short stories, some tragi-comic, but I’d never tackled humour or romance, or written a story set in this noisy, flashy country despite living here for eight years. I knew that my character Marilyn Wade was in Italy to reformat her life, and I knew that her learning Italian would provide lots of laughs. I also knew that the most immediate way of learning a language is to acquire a partner who speaks the desired tongue, and that the most effective lessons take place beneath the sheets.

Enter virile agronomist Federico, who has already snatched a few of my readers’ hearts.

I had a wonderful time writing this book – so far from my own experience that I think it made my imagination wilder. One summer I set up my desk in the chicken shed attached to the house so my children couldn’t hunt me down every five minutes. Everyone knows that writers like to keep on their coffee highs for as long as possible. And that to unfurl an idea you have to isolate yourself and keep your thoughts well-fed while you urge the words onto the page.

So how much easier is it when English is your secret niche and your mundane daily activities are carried out in Italian? This is something that I have discovered about living in translation, where I have my writerly secrets at my desk and my stories vivid in my thoughts, undisturbed as I pay bills in Italian, chitchat at the fruit market, drink aperitivi and make my awful, horrible language trip-ups. These days however, I have learned NOT to ask if there are any condoms in the jam!


Thank you, Catherine! The book is available here, and on all the usual suspects.

I would like to know: Have you had an embarrassing experience, linguistic or otherwise, when travelling? Share!

PS: Thank you for the fashion input on Wednesday! I'll reveal my purchases on Monday. Have a great weekend!

Wednesday, May 02, 2012

What Should Talli Wear?

You probably wouldn't guess it looking at my over-stuffed wardrobe (hey, it's tiny), but I am so not a shopper. I like new clothes, but the process of buying them? Not so much.

I'm a bit out of practise, too. I went through a few very lean years where my monthly expendable income was about £15 and one trip to Primark to buy black socks pretty much blew the budget. Then, working from home, the allure of magical new outfits to take the sting from the work day was no longer necessary. I was more concerned with fuzzy warm socks than swanky shoes.

However, every once in a while, a glamorous occasion reared its pretty head, requiring a trip to the shops. This time, it's the Romantic Novelists' Association Summer Party, coming up in mid-May. While technically, I need a new dress like (insert clever simile here), it's a little treat to myself after years of austerity.

But sadly, that requires shopping. While Mr TR likes to peruse the wares for hours (not kidding. Hours!), I prefer the hit and run method. In fact, I've even been known to time myself at Notting Hill Tesco to see how fast I can get in and out! What can I say, a challenge makes buying stale bread that much more enjoyable.

So, to help me prepare, I'm conducting a little poll and I'd very much appreciate your input.

What Should Talli Wear? 

a. Red trousers with a powder-blue top
 b. Floral jumpsuit with padded shoulders in the style of the eighties
c. Nothing. Going out nude in London is en vogue at the moment.
d. Regency dress.
e. A lobster costume to celebrate her heritage.
f. A lovely floaty summery dress. 

I look forward to your answers. Happy Wednesday, everyone!

And before I go, lovely blogger Clarissa Draper's book is out now! Hop on over to the 'Zon and get it quick. It looks fab!

Monday, April 30, 2012

Food Fetish

Happy Monday, everyone. Congrats to all who have are completing the A to Z Challenge! Respect. 

Reflecting on my past few novels, I've noticed my characters generally have a kind of food they love. Serenity from Build A Man scoffs Jaffas at every opportunity, while Mattie in The Hating Game has a fondness for prawn crisps. It's no surprise they adore munching so much,  I guess, given that my first thought in the morning is 'what yummy thing am I going to have for dinner tonight?'

I've lived in several different places around the globe, and I wanted to share some of my favourite dishes with you. 

Halifax, Nova Scotia (my birthplace): It's gotta be lobster with garlic butter, and Blueberry Betsy for dessert. 

Montréal, Quebec: Poutine with fois gras at Au Pied de Cochon wins every time! Poutine is chips (French fries) with cheese curds and gravy. You really couldn't get anything fattier, but oh... *rubs belly*

Wroclaw, Poland: I'd kill for some pirogi ruski, little dumplings stuffed with cheese and onion.  I'm drooling. 

London, UK: Give me some falafel from Falafel King on Portobello Road, and I'll die a happy woman. 

What's your favourite food, from your hometown or beyond? You are NOT allowed to say chocolate! :)

Friday, April 27, 2012

Freaks!

It's Friday! Could I be happier? I think not.

Today, I'm delighted to have author Nik Perring here. Nik is a fantastic story-teller, and if you've ever read one of his perfectly formed short stories, you'll know exactly what I mean. Nik's talking about his new book, Freaks, and one of my favourite things: celebrating.

Take it away, Nik!

How Do You Celebrate Your Book Being Released?

I’ve spent a considerable number of evenings over this past few years sitting quietly. Usually reading and often in a pub. And sitting quietly, for me, is important. It helps me recover. Because the majority of my days are spent working hard. Either I’m editing for The Story Corrective or writing stories, or doing other Writing Work, so that couple of hours of down time is really important and, I like to think, they keep me (reasonably) sane. Plus, I really love reading. I love stories. Really, what we do – it’s all about the stories, isn’t it?

Last week Freaks! came out. Freaks! is a collaboration – a short story collection I wrote with the brilliant Caroline Smailes. Its characters all have super powers, some real, some imagined, and it’s something I’m really, really proud of.

And as publication day loomed I got to thinking about how I should go about marking the event, how I should celebrate it. You know, I’ve been doing this a fair old while now and I know that these moments don’t come around too often and that, because they’re special and important, they should be marked in some way.

Now, I’m not the kind of person who really does celebrations. Or is any good at organising anything (and I mean really!). I prefer things to be low key. So, instead of any big party or anything like that, I thought I’d have a nice evening with a couple of friends. Or something like that.

But there was a problem (see the bit about me being crap at organising anything). By the time I got around to trying to arrange something, no-one was about. Most of my good friends live out of town (or the country). My brother and his girlfriend had visited the previous week – they’d even bought me a bottle of Champagne (thank you! ) – but they’d since returned to London. And the other people I would have liked to have spent the evening with were out of town too (curse those FA cup semi-finals).

So, what’s a writer to do?

I’ll tell you what I did. I went to the pub with a book and I sat there quietly. And you know what, it was brilliant. Because I love books and I love stories. And I didn’t have to organise anything with a single person. I was happy celebrating it my way. And it worked.

 So, I’m curious. How would you celebrate your book coming out?


Nik Perring is a writer and editor. He’s the co-author of Freaks!, and the author of Not So Perfect. His website’s http://nikperring.com and he tweets as @nikperring.

Thank you, Nik! Have a great weekend, everyone. 

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Easy Peasy

Happy Wednesday! Apparently, we're supposed to get more rain today than we normally would in a month. Can you see the glee on my face? Not...

Anyway, thankfully my virtual self isn't in London right now! I'm over at Jill Kemerer's blog, answering Five Easy Questions. I'd love it if you could head over and say hi!

Have a wonderful day, everyone.

Monday, April 23, 2012

Brawling on World Book Night

It might be raining (again) and I might be hacking up a lung with fever streaming from every pore, but hey! I won't let that get me down! Because tonight is World Book Night, and I'll be hitting the streets of Kensington and Notting Hill to give away 25 copies (along with a generous helping of flu) of The Time Traveller's Wife, one of my all-time favourite novels.

You might think giving away books is a breeze. But in London -- as in any big city -- freebies are looked upon with suspicion. My strategy is to ambush the good people of West London, thrust a copy into their hesitant hand, then melt back into the crowd like a reverse pickpocket. If I'm feeling bold, I may even chuck a few books up into the air of a Tube station. If I manage to knock out a punter or two, they'll get to take home a copy. Who knew reading could be so much fun?

If you see a story on the BBC about book-related injuries, you'll know that my strategy has been successful. I want to make an impact! (Literally.)

*If World Book Night folk are reading this, not to worry. I will distribute my books with the ultimate graciousness and decorum, I promise. :)

Happy World Book night, everyone!

Friday, April 20, 2012

Women of a Dangerous Age

How's that for a title? Are you scared?

Today, I am delighted to welcome novelist Fanny Blake. Fanny's had an amazing career, working as a publisher for many years before becoming an author. She's penned best-selling non-fiction, ghost-written several celebrity autobiographies and has written two novels. Her latest, Women of a Dangerous Age, comes out on on April 26th by Blue Door. Fanny is also the Books Editor of Woman & Home.

And she's really nice!

I've read both of Fanny's novels and really enjoyed the strong female characters and focus on friendships, so I was excited to get the chance to ask her a few questions.

You used to work on the publishing side of things. As a writer, is having that behind-the-scenes knowledge helpful? Is it ever a hindrance?

It’s both a help and a hindrance. I was an editorial director for many years, so worked with numerous writers on their novels, which has taught me that there’s no right and wrong way of doing things, and of course a great deal about plotting and character - although putting what one’s learned into practice is never as easy as you hope it will be. On the other hand, the market has changed dramatically since I was a publisher, so my knowledge of sales and marketing is out of date, and I have to keep reminding myself of that.

You’ve also worked as a celebrity ghost writer. Any interesting anecdotes you can share? Is it difficult crafting a narrative that’s not your own?

A good tape recorder is essential. I once listened to someone sob their heart out over a failed relationship. At one level I wanted to stop and hug her, at the other I knew what she was telling me would make terrific copy so didn’t want her to stop. When she’d finished and recovered herself, I discovered my tape had broken, so I had to ask her to repeat the whole story which, to her eternal credit, she did.

It’s also vital not to fall out with your author, however testing the circumstances. If you do, you won’t have a book. I have been in a car with an author, having picked up their dog from the vet where it had been put under an anaesthetic. As we sped towards the motorway, the poor creature was on my lap when it suddenly had diarrhoea all over me. Despite my revulsion and fury (expensive mac never the same again), I managed to keep my temper as we stopped the car to wipe both dog and me down. Somehow our good relationship remained intact, though that was a moment when things might very easily have gone the other way.

No, I didn’t find it difficult crafting someone else’s story. The facts are there. It’s just a question of organising them in the best possible way. That’s where part of the fun is.

Your novels tend to focus on challenges facing women over forty – women who have teenage children, established careers, and mature relationships. Was this a deliberate choice to balance out the many books aimed at and about women just entering adulthood?

It wasn’t a deliberate choice but, as many of the books about women entering adulthood are written by authors at that stage in their lives themselves, so I found myself writing about women similar to myself. I found I wanted to explore and air the issues you mention, including women’s friendship too, because they’re important to me and to other women I’ve met. As we find our way through life, it can be helpful, and even reassuring, to look at the ways other women deal with those issues that affect all of us, whether or not we agree with them - and to be reminded of the funny side of life.

These days, writers must engage in social media. How do you juggle tweeting, Facebook, etc., with your writing?

Everyday I promise myself that I’m only going to social network during set times each day, and write during the rest. Each day, I fail hopelessly. It’s a gift being able to communicate with friends, other writers and readers as easily as we can thanks to the internet, but sometimes it is a distraction that makes my writing targets much harder to achieve. Sadly, will power is not my strongest suit.

I know you’re a theatre addict. What play do you wish you’d written, and why? 

That’s a great question and so difficult to answer. There are so many. The more obvious classics aside, I was thrilled by Lyn Nottage’s Ruined that I saw at the Almeida a couple of years ago which is about the plight of women in the war torn Democratic Republic of Congo. It was focussed, authentic and shocking. One other, again with an unforgettable central character, would have to be Jez Butterworth’s wild, mythic and entertaining Jerusalem. If I’d written either of those, I’d be a happy woman.

Thank you, Fanny! Have a great weekend, everyone.

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Working From Home: A Non-Users' Guide


(The cartoon really doesn't have much relevance, but I couldn't resist!)

I'm very lucky that I work from home. I love the solitude; I adore setting my own schedule; and I get more work done in one day than I did in a month at the office (not really, in case any former bosses are reading this!). 

However, there's one thing that makes working from home insanely frustrating: when people don't get the 'working' bit. Do I call it 'slothing around at home'? No. 'Stuffing my face with Twizzlers at home'? I do not. Funnily enough, I call it 'working from home' because, yanno, of a little thing called work

So, to assist others in my predicament, I thought I'd compile a non-users' (i.e., those who work out-of-home) guide to aid understanding. 

1. Basic premise: I do actually work. Hard. 

2. No, I cannot go out for coffee mid-morning for 'just a couple hours', because I'm working.

3. Yes, I'd love to go shopping with you at 3 p.m. but there's a little thing standing in the way: work. 

4. There's a reason I didn't answer your call to chat for thirty minutes. It's called a job. 

5. Oh, hello, house-guest. Yes, please stay for the night or two. But don't assume it's okay to extend your stay by five days and expect me to play host. And don't expect me to entertain you 24-7 because 'it looks like I'm free'. I'm not free, actually. I'm working. 

(This post was brought to you by the letter G for GRUMP).

Harrumph.

And oh yes, have a happy Wednesday. 

Monday, April 16, 2012

In the News Today

Happy Monday, everyone. Can you believe it's the middle of April already? Yikes. The weekend passed in a glorious blur of cream teas at Kensington Palace, champagne, yummy Thai food . . . it's a tough life, what can I say!

Amidst all of that, though, I'm delighted to report that I've finally finished the third draft of Construct A Couple! The second and the third drafts are always the hardest for me, as I attempt to wrangle the plot and character development into something that makes sense. From here on (I hope), it's mainly fleshing out scenes and rewriting bits 'n' bobs.

And in other news:

Build A Man is now out in paperback! You can order yours now on Amazon UKor Amazon.com. It's been available on Kindle now since November and sold over 15,000 copies, which I'm really pleased with  (not to mention 45,000 free downloads). A massive thanks to everyone who has read it and especially to anyone who has taken the time to leave a review. I'm really looking forward to getting Construct A Couple out soon.

And yay! I have a cover and blurb for my next novel, The Pollyanna Plan, due out in the autumn.



Thirty-something Emma Beckett has always looked down on 'the glass is half full' optimists, believing it's better to be realistic than delusional. But when she loses her high-powered job and fiancé in the same week, even Emma has difficulty keeping calm and carrying on.

With her world spinning out of control and bolstered by a challenge from her best friend, Emma makes a radical decision. For the next year, she'll behave like Pollyanna: attempting to always see the upside, no matter how dire the situation.

Can adopting a positive attitude give Emma the courage to build a new life, or is finding the good in everything a very bad idea?

You can add it to your Goodreads here.

And hmm, I think that's about it for my news!

What's new with you? Good weekend? Nice week ahead? Spill!

Friday, April 13, 2012

Yin and Yang (Or: The Ups and Downs of a Novelist's Life)

If you've ever doubted the life of a novelist is filled with peaks and troughs, you only need to look at a typical week. It's crazy, this job . . . I've worked in high-stress industries before, but never have I experienced the highs and lows of the writing life.

Here's a look at my past week.



Highs (yay!):


- The wonderful Helen Redders baking home-made Jaffa Cakes in honour of Serenity, my main character in Build A Man, who loves them. Totally made my day!

- Three different people asking me on the same day when the sequel to Build A Man is due out (late May, in case you were wondering). :)

- A Facebook friend letting me know she spotted someone on the Toronto subway reading The Hating Game.


Lows (boo!):

- Writing a scene. Deleting it. Writing it again. Deleting it again. Pounding the desk in frustration.

- Discovering I won't be able to get my 2011-Amazon-withheld-money-due-to-international-tax-issues released without a very lengthy procedure. Pounding desk in frustration.

- Going on Goodreads and accidentally seeing a, well, not exactly complimentary review of my one my books (I say accidentally because I really try not to read my own reviews)! I'm more hardened now than I was, but still...

- Having a nightmare where I open my novel and everything is covered in so much red ink I can't even make out the text underneath it.

So there you have it! The yin and the yang of a novelist's life. But you know what? 

I wouldn't trade it in for anything.

Have a great weekend, everyone!

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

The Curious Case of the Red Trousers

Happy Wednesday! Hope everyone had a great Easter holiday.

As a transplant to the Land of Hope and Glory (aka Britain), I'm often enthralled by the fashion choices sported by this nation's great people. Over my eight years here, I've blogged about bow-ties and frequently wondered if I was the only one perplexed by men wearing red trousers.

Yes, men wearing red trousers -- frequently of the denim variety, usually paired with a powder-blue dress shirt and/or a brown tweed jacket. My friends, it's as bad as it sounds.

So you can imagine my delight when the wonderful Emma Pass found this link for me (caution! Profanity! Definitely called for when it comes to red trousers!).

Here's a bit from the into:

If you want your leg-coverings to let the world know that you’ve got a few quid and don’t care who knows it, or that you have some big ideas about what’s on at the ICA right now - or simply that you are completely insane (but in a mainly non-stabby way) - then you’d better get your wife or girlfriend to take those jeans and chinos down to the charity shop post-haste! 
Because there’s only one type of trousers you’ll be wanting to wear, and that’s RED TROUSERS. In fact - if you can’t wear red trousers you’d be better off wearing NO TROUSERS AT ALL. That’s what I say.
*quid = pounds
**ICA = Institute of Contemporary Arts in London

Excuse me, I'm off to buy Mr TR a pair of red trousers. Either that, or he's NOT WEARING TROUSERS AT ALL! *ahem*

Do you have red trousers? Are you going to buy some after reading this?

Friday, April 06, 2012

How Am I Going to Kill You?

Hello there! I interrupt this blog break to bring you the wonderful writer Elizabeth Bailey, talking about killing  characters!

I will be back next Wednesday. Until then, have a great Easter/ Passover/ Chocolate Bunny Eating holiday!

Now over to Elizabeth...

How am I going to kill you?

This is the first question for the crime writer, I’ve discovered. A tad macabre, but that’s the genre.

Hello there, victim, how would you like to die? I can strangle, bludgeon, knife or poison you, just for starters. But if that ain’t good enough, let’s be inventive. The sky’s the limit. The other day someone got mirrored to death in Midsomer Murders!

Problem is, the moment you decide how to kill someone, you’ve immediately got to find out what that’s going to do to their body. Enter medical research. That leads backwards to what your sleuth can and can’t notice and what it will tell her. She has to work out how it was done before she can figure out whodunnit.

Just to complicate matters, when you set your crime in a historical context, you’ve got to find out what your medical man would have known at that time. Which isn’t what he knows now by a long chalk. At which point, thank heavens for the internet!

I turned up the most marvellous contemporary treatise on poisons on Google books, which tells me exactly what was known or thought about it, as well as how to recognise it, for every possible poison you could think of, and some you couldn’t. This is for the book I’m currently writing. You can also dig up lots of accounts of horrific 18th century murders, which is extremely helpful, thank you, generating plenty of ideas.

There’s a strange satisfaction about killing victims off, I find. Does this mean I’m a closet murderer? Let’s be charitable, and say that it’s pure imagination and the writer’s mind. After all, I may kill them, but I’m also revenging their deaths and seeing that justice is done.

The other thing I’ve found is that you can’t avoid the inevitable exposition where your sleuth says how it was done. I’ve managed to steer clear of the cliché of gathering suspects together for the purpose, though, and tried to make it a natural part of the investigation process. But as a reader I wouldn’t be satisfied if the puzzle wasn’t somehow explained.

I don’t honestly think I’m going to spend too long worrying over the how-am-I-going-to-kill-you question. Ideas for future books seem to leap out at me with images of full-blown murders ready made. I’ve got a humdinger for book four, but I haven’t a clue who dunnit or why! But that, for me as writer, is the fun of the genre.

Elizabeth Bailey’s second novel in her Lady Fan Mystery Series, THE DEATHLY PORTENT, comes out in April in the US and June in the UK.

The blacksmith has been bludgeoned to death and the village blame the local witch, a girl with second sight. The Fanshawes have broken down on the road and when Ottilia hears the news, she cajoles Francis into going to Witherley, where a full-blown investigation  leads her into personal danger before she can find out the perpetrator. 


More details at www.elizabethbailey.co.uk.

Friday, March 30, 2012

Novelution

Happy Friday! Can you believe it's still sunny here?

I can't remember exactly how many novels I've written now, but as I finished Draft 2 of Construct A Couple, it struck me how my emotional writing journey usually remains the same -- even with all I've learned along the way.

Planning stage: This will be the one novel where I actually stick to my pre-planned plot. I've definitely got it all spot on this time. It's going to be easy!

Draft 1: This plot sucks. What if I just do this . . . or this . . . or maybe this . . . I'll fix it all later. Hey, this is going well, isn't it? Oh great, another new character! Sure, I haven't mentioned them until 3/4 of the way through, but that's okay... I'm done! Well, that wasn't so bad, was it?

Draft 2: Oh. My. God. What have I done? What have I done? I have written a huge pile of crap. This can never be a novel Never. What am I going to do? Okay, deep breath. Small steps. Here I go.

Draft 3: Phew. It might just work. Maybe. But there's still this to fix, and this, and this... oh yes, and THIS! How on earth did I miss that?

Draft 4: Okay, I think I'm finally getting there. But why is this sentence so long? And why is there a comma there? And why do all my characters roll their eyes? Where are there eyes eyes eyes everywhere?

Draft 5: Holy crap, there's a typo on page 1. I must do another 10 read-throughs.

Draft 6: If I read another word of this, I'm going to be sick.

So there you have it! Novelution!


What is your emotional writing journey?

(I will likely be on a blog break next week as I try to dig into Draft 3 and get as much work done as I can. Best of luck to everyone starting in on the A to Z Challenge!)

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

The London Undergrub

Continuing on the random city posts (I swear, I'll get back to normal topics once I've pulled my brain out of Draft 2!), I'd like to introduce you to a wonderful thing: a food-map of the London Underground. Every station has been changed into a sort-of similar sounding food... brilliant. (Click to link below to enlarge.)

Click here for the original


My station is Nutty Hill Gate. Now I'm starving.

If you could live at any food station of your creation, what would it be? Cow's Hind Quarters? Mornington Croissant? I'd love it if there were a Twizzlers station. 

Monday, March 26, 2012

A Tale of One City

Happy Monday! Thank you all for the birthday wishes! I had what can only be described as an absolutely idyllic weekend tootling around Paris. The weather was perfect, the hotel was perfect, the wine was . . . well, you get the picture. But because perfection can also leave one feeling a bit exhausted, I will leave you with these photos.

Lounging on the grass at the Places des Vosges.

The Promenade Planteée, an elevated walkway on a disused railway line.

Graffiti and blossoms on the Promenade Plantée/

Cutting through the buildings.

Drinks on a boat in the Seine, just across from Notre Dame.

The view from our hotel window, right outside the Places des Vosges.

Scary tunnel as our boat makes its way from Bastille to the Canal St-Martin.

One of the many locks on the Canal St-Martin.

The Basin de Villette.

Budding trees at the Jardins des Luxembourg. 
Phew! And there you have it. Paris in the springtime: done.


How was your weekend?

Friday, March 23, 2012

Word of the Day


I'll keep this short and sweet: it's my birthday tomorrow (yay!); I'm off to Paris for the weekend (yay!); it's sunny outside (double yay!); and I'm done with my work for the day (YAY!).

Let the games begin.

Have a great weekend, everyone!

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Spring in Your Step

It's a glorious day here in London, and I'm in a springy kind of mood -- thanks in part to your wonderful support and comments on my Monday post. Time and again, I'm reminded what a wonderful community of bloggers I'm a part of, and I'm so grateful.

Anyway! *wipes eyes* Some of you may remember that before I had my fiction published, I wrote guide books: 24 Hours London and 24 Hours Paris. As I'm off Paris next weekend and plan to post about it next week, I thought it only fair to tell you about some of my favourite spring-like places in my adopted home. Most of my novels are set in and around London, and I love writing about the city!

The text below is lifted from my London guide.

The Serpentine Lake, though budding trees at Kensington Gardens.
 First up, it's got to be Kensington Gardens and Hyde Park -- the site of my (almost) daily run.

These interconnected parks offer a wide variety of jogging routes or, if you're up for it, you can take a plunge in the Serpentine Lake. Enter the park from High Street Kensington. You’ll see Kensington Palace straight ahead. Saunter by the former home of Princess Diana and past the black railings where mountains of flowers were heaped when she died in 1997. Run by the man-made Round Pound, taking in the ornate Albert Memorial through the trees to your right, and go down to the Serpentine Lake. So-named for its snake-like shape, the lake is actually a river that was dammed by order of Queen Caroline as part of the redevelopment of Hyde Park. As you jog by the long arm of the lake, take in the oval shaped Diana Memorial to your right, then cool off by braving the water at the roped-off swimming area at the Lido.

Postman's Park, East London.
Next, it's across the city to Postman's Park. It's beautiful this time of year with all the daffodils. Located between King Edward Street, Little Britain and Angel Street, the park contains a wall with 47 hand-crafted tiles commemorating the bravery of ordinary Londoners who died saving others. Each tile, made by Royal
Doulton, is hand-lettered. The park features in Mike Nichols’ film Closer.

Columbia Road Flower Market.
If you're looking for something to get you in the spring-like spirit, head to an iconic East End market at Columbia Road. Moved to Sunday to accommodate Jewish traders, the market served the area’s former Huguenot immigrants whose interest in cut flowers has remained a legacy amongst East Enders. A variety
of bulbs, shrubs and freshly cut flowers – along with breads, cheeses and garden accessories – is available.

Little Venice.
For a bit of Italy in London (sort of), wander through the weeping willows by the Regent and Grand Union canals in Little Venice, one of the prettiest and most serene spots in the whole city. InPaddington runs free
walks along the Grand Union Canal, while London Walks offers guided tours exploring the whole area. If you really want to see canal living first hand, you can take a narrowboat trip down the canal towards Camden. The boat is indeed as the name suggests – no wider than seven feet in order to navigate the canals of Britain and Wales.

I could go on and on and ON, but I'll stop there. Hope the new season is treating you kindly so far.

What are some of your favourite places to visit in Spring?

Monday, March 19, 2012

I Am Not My Book

Hello, Monday! Hope everyone had a great weekend. It's slowly turning into Spring in London Town, and for that I am happy. I love to hear those birds chirping right outside my window as dawn comes at 5:45 a.m., oh yes I do!

Speaking of chirping, I like writing mainly about chirpy things on my blog: wine, coookies, Twizzlers, and such. But sadly, not everything in the world involves sweetness and light -- and that's certainly true when it comes to publishing books.

As any author or aspiring author knows, the opportunities for disappointment are endless. We get rejected. We get bad reviews. Our books don't sell -- or not as much as we'd like them to. Our contracts are not renewed . . . are you depressed yet?

Over the past few weeks, I've been fighting a little disappointment of my own (you can read about it here, if you wish). To many, a disappointing post-promotion result may not seem like a big deal. In the grand scheme of things, it probably isn't. But most authors would agree that after investing so much time, head-space and emotion into a novel, it's hard not to sink into a tailspin when you're faced with a disappointing outcome, no matter what it is. It's easy to believe that you and your happiness are dependent on the success of your book.

That's when I tell myself: I am not my book. It's out there now, independent of me, and my happiness should not depend on how it fares. There's more to me than that one novel; there's more to my life than Amazon (well, sort of). I love writing, I love creating, and that's what I need to focus on. And maybe drink a little wine.

How do you get over disappointment?


Friday, March 16, 2012

Stop the Bull

Happy Friday, all!

Over on Shari Larsen's blog, she's spreading the word about National Day of Action Against Bullying and Violence, which happens to be today!

Now, I'm not in America, but I'm all for speaking out against bullying and violence. Truth be told, though, I struggled thinking about what to write for this. Honestly, I've been pretty lucky: I can't recall being bullied to an extent where it affected me. Sure, I was called names, pushed & shoved, all the things that mark out a 'normal' childhood. As an adult, my work colleagues and bosses were -- for the most part -- respectful and considerate. So . . . what to write?

Well, how about this.


Now picture a human, ten times sadder, and ten times lonelier.

Would you want to make someone feel that way? Would you want to stand by and let someone else make another person feel that way? All it takes to stop a bully is one person to stand up to them. (Or, in the case of Syria, China and Russia... but that's another story!). From children to politicians, we can put an end to bullying and violence if we work together.

 Maybe the world should just drink wine...

Have a great weekend, everyone. And treat everyone like a precious Persian kitty you don't want to upset!

The following bloggers are also taking part today. Drop by and say hi if you get the chance.

Sheri Larsen - http://www.writersally.blogspot.com/
Dawn Dalton - http://www.dawnmdalton.blogspot.com
Jessica Bell - http://thealliterativeallomorph.blogspot.com
Candace Ganger - http://themisadventuresincandyland.blogspot.com/
LM Preston - http://lmpreston.blogspot.com/
Donna Martin - http://www.donasdays.blogspot.com
Jonathon Arntson - http://jonathonarntson.blogspot.com/
Nicole Zoltack - http://www.NicoleZoltack.com
PK Hrezo - http://pk-hrezo.blogspot.com

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Staying Upright

There's been a lot of talk lately in the blogosphere about maintaining balance.

As my writing career progresses, I find striking a balance harder. Mornings are spent writing ('coz without that, I'm not actually a writer!), and the afternoons are filled with answering reader emails (yay!), answering questions from fellow writers (yay!), preparing presentations and workshops (yay!), and writing guest posts (yay!). All great stuff that I feel incredibly lucky to do, but also time-consuming.

When wine o'clock rolls around, I often realise I haven't spent any time blogging nor responding to comments I've received, and I'm faced with a difficult question: blogging or wine (I learned the hard way you can't do both at the same time, ha!)? I bet you can guess which one wins out. Plus, sometimes I just want to close the lid on the laptop and enjoy real life.

I used to be fanatical about blogging every day and get sharp pangs of guilt if I didn't reply to each and every comment promptly. Now, I blog three days a week and although I do try my best to get around to everyone quickly, well . . . I don't always manage it. But that's okay, because I've come to the conclusion that blogging should be fun. I love popping around and visiting the people who've become my friends; seeing what they're up to. I blog because I want to, not because I think it will help me sell a zillion trillion books.

I'm not going to ask why you blog, because I think we've all answered that question a lot! Instead, I'd love to know: have you ever experienced blog fatigue? And if so, how do you get back on track?

Monday, March 12, 2012

Daffodils and Desks

Yay! It's Monday! Can you hear the enthusiasm in my voice?

Actually, for the first time in a bit, I'm happy Monday is here. Why? Because I had a lovely London weekend, starting with a walk through Hyde Park and a concert at Wigmore Hall on Saturday, and ending with a stroll down the South Bank and through the Tate Modern yesterday.

Not only that, but the weather was glorious.

Daffodils outside the Tate Modern.

Crazy dude playing guitar in the Thames under the Millennium Bridge.
And -- since Mr TR is back to work today after a stint working from home -- I have my office to myself again! I must admit, it's much better for concentrational (not a word! I know!) purposes.

So, Monday or not, I'm happy. What's your state of mind this week?


PS - Thank you for the lovely comments on Friday's post. :)

Friday, March 09, 2012

A Girl Can Dream

And sometimes, it might come true!

I'm in second draft hell at the moment and somewhat brain dead, but this little snippet (below) from last Sunday's The Mail on Sunday gave me a lovely little boost. Okay, a lovely BIG boost!

I''ve included the whole page because if you're anything like me (better hope not!), you love looking at top ten charts. Hint: look at Ebook Downloads.


Did someone say wine? :)

Have a great weekend, everyone.