Look what I just found…
This is the Russian cover for The Farmer Needs A Wife. I can’t read any of the Russian, of course, but it’s very exciting to see it.
Category: Writing
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Holding out for a red-haired hero
I am in Miami this week – home of spectacular sunrises, a pretty good basketball team and THE red-haired hero. I speak of Horatio Caine – CSI Miami’s taciturn but oh-so-sexy hero – played by David Caruso. Horatio has risen above a great handicap to become a hero. His intelligence and strength, moral fibre and…
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A town called… something
I’m building a town. Not a real town you understand – but the town where my next three books are going to be set. It’s a mining town in the Australian outback – and it’s going to be as much a character in these books as some of the people who live in it. The…
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Three times the fun
I’m not much of a plotter. When I start a book, I have the characters firmly set in my head – but the plot is a different matter. I know broadly what I’m writing about – the journey my characters have to take – but the actual events… no idea! I tend to jump in…
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Where the stories come from.
Writing is a funny thing – sometimes I wake and up have 2,000 words written before lunch. Other days, I can’t seem to construct three consecutive sentences. Ideas are the same. Sometimes they tumble over each other in my head, sometimes there’s just an empty space where the ideas should be. When I first heard…
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Sending a Story Home
I was shocked by the devastating floods that hit Queesland shortly after Christmas. It’s very hard to be so far away and see such terrible pictures of the places you know. Luckily, my family and friends escaped without any serious damage. Then a friend alerted me to a project called 100 stories for Queensland. The idea was…
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Crossing the country on a train.
I’ve just been to Montreal and back – on a train. The journey was over ten hours each way – and I loved it. Seriously – I did. It’s a great way to see a new country. And there was SO much to see. The trip passed really quickly – well, apart from the…
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Tales to Tell
On Sunday, I visited a craft fair – with some truly beautiful things for sale – but strangely enough, I didn’t feel inspired (nor did I buy anything) until I left the huge modern conference centre and wandered up the road to a flea market. Not just any flea market – this was the Hells…