Tag Archive | Writing

Writing and not writing

Unless I’m being more than averagely obtuse, a good friend has been angling for me to say something about the development of satisfyingly complex characters. I hope it goes without saying that I am extraordinarily flattered by the idea that he might think I have anything noteworthy to say on this subject. I’m not sure […]


I saw her fall, and I can vouch for it that the fall, at least, was pure bad luck. Kathryn Blake has a reputation for overconfidence, and it’s not entirely undeserved, but I don’t believe that any degree of caution would have saved her from the unfortunate combination of a loose brick that looked sound […]

Lost forever

There are books that I can never read as they were intended – now ain’t that a crying shame? Some of them no one can read any more, not the way they were written. Robert Heinlein’s Stranger in a Strange Land is the obvious example. My parents married in ’62, and I can try, as […]

My odd hitchhiking journey

I recently stumbled across #ohj, which this month encourages us to make an odd hitchiking journey. I’ve had some fun this month trying to stick to the rules and still make a coherent tale, and I think it’s fair to say that I have met with limited success. Generous #ohjians have not pointed out that on […]

Chaotic lifestyle

This is so far out of keeping with anything else I am ever likely to write that I hardly know what to do with it.  My first NHS job was in admin in child protection.  Eight is not an exaggeration. – – – – – – Andrea Westcott.  Age 34.  Chaotic lifestyle. I always hated […]

Of the Red and the Gold

I was rather hoping that if I wrote a teaser for Venya’s story the rest would follow.  Doesn’t seem to be working so far, but for what it’s worth, here’s the teaser . . .   – – – – – – The Lady died nearly six hundred years ago, and has been consigned to […]

. . Kathryn Blake

So, the girl currently calling herself Kathryn Blake, who is . . . only and always Kate – that short, sharp blade of a name that suits her down to the bone . . . How best to introduce her, . . . straight and slim and silhouetted starkly against the pastel sky? It hardly […]


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