Saturday Sonnet #3

She thought that all I did was to keep house That she could waltz right in and take my man from me and I’d stay silent as a mouse. That I’d fight back was never in her plan. And yet how could I not when all I knew was heading West with Laura and her hair of yellow and...

Featured Author

So, I was the featured author on Charlie Cochrane’s blogs this week. The first time – apart from a Fahrenheit chat when Death of a DIva was released – that I’ve been interviewed. Typically, I agonised over the answers – do I want to...

Saturday Sonnet #2

I don’t wish death on any living thing, But find it hard to know that Bowie’s gone. That Prince no more will dance and play and sing, While Bashir Al Assad goes rolling on. Yet I’ll still play “Let’s Dance,” and “Kiss” Out LOUD Not read Mein Kampf from first page to...

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...

Songs From The Marq

Death of a Diva is available now. To buy it, click here. You can also send it as a personalised Gift E-Book here. I write in noise. My mother used to tell anyone who cared to listen that, as a child, I was incapable of enduring silence, and that – with the arrival of...

On Murder

I’ve come, over the past week or so, to realise that the best murder mysteries are, ultimately, about serial killers. Not, necessarily, the Gory Hannibal Lecter type of serial killers; even the classic Agatha Christies, for example, seem to work even better when the...