Morecambe & Vice & Whats Next?

Morecambe & Vice & Whats Next?

It’s the law, apparently. Well hello there. Just thought I’d drop you a note to bring you up to date on what I’ve been doing, am doing and am going to be doing soon. Last weekend I hoped on an Edinburgh-bound train from London Euston station and headed North...
Inspiration, Persperation & Paris

Inspiration, Persperation & Paris

I’m writing this on a train trundling to London to meet up with a couple of police officers (one serving and one newly retired). I’ve started the new book and realised that there are a bunch of things I don’t know that I think I really should. So the plan to ‘pants...

Our Sunrise

  So we woke at 0600 this morning to sit in the half light on a deserted beach and listen to the South Pacific Crashing on the shore, and hissing as it dragged back out, pulling shingle with it. It was cool, but not cold, and we chatted for a few minutes before...

The First Draft Lesson

This week’s been an interesting one for my writing. I write crime fiction, which I think is heavily reliant on plot, and as a result, before I start writing, I always have a plot (and several sub-plots) mapped out, from beginning to end. I write a detailed sketch of...

My New York

The first time I went to New York was in 1993. The Twin Towers still stood, monolithic orientation points that allowed the visitor to tell uptown from downtown. The city – pre the Giuliani and Bloomberg sandblasting of its gritty façade – was the ultimate grown-up,...