Influences of my Youth

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Of course I’m talking about authors, not groups such as ABBA and Queen – so that’s what happened to my dress sense in my youth, those that know me will say.

I lived in Buckinghamshire until the age of nine-years-old, then moved to Derbyshire. I would frequently visit Chatsworth House, with my family, and it was from there I fell in love with the Mitford sisters, well Nancy Mitford to be precise.

Deborah Mitford married Andrew Cavendish, the Duke of Devonshire, and they turned his ancestral home into Chatsworth House, one of Britain’s most successful stately homes. Deborah wrote twelve books, but I was enamoured by Nancy’s novels.

Nancy’s novels were witty, humorous, and ascorbic. Two of my favourite novels, ‘Love in a Cold Climate’, and ‘In the Pursuit of Love’, were verging on autobiographical, and appealed to my curiosity about love and how to be a young woman, living with an eccentric family.

I’ll briefly mention Unity Mitford, who many may know, was a friend and admirer of Adolf Hitler, and Diana Mitford, who also believed in the fascist movement, and married Oswald Mosely. They were not part of the Mitford sister’s history I admired, but I still found them fascinating to learn about.

I lived not far from a town called Buxton, which was where Vera Brittain lived. I read her memoir, ‘Testament of Youth’, which recounted her experiences during the First World War. I was fascinated by the history of the War, and the roles women played during those times. I loved visiting places Vera had actually been.

The last authors I enjoyed reading during my younger years were Sylvia Plath and Anita Brookner. ‘The Bell Jar’ by Plath remains my favourite book to this day, and I’ve re-read it numerous times. Anita Brookner has written a plethora of novels, and I always longed for her next novel, which seemed interminable as she only brought out one a year, at that time.

All these authors wrote character-central stories, which I believe has influenced my own writing. Whether I’m writing crime or contemporary fiction, my preference is to weave the story around characters, and delve into their complex inner world.

Happy Word Flow One & All

Sanity Kills Creativity

I was talking to a fellow author on Twitter, and I mentioned I’d go insane if I could not write, but then I added sanity kills creativity.  So what do I mean?

My nursing career has always involved me using my outgoing personality to engage otherwise hard to work with people; people with learning disabilities, mental health issues, or young offenders. I had to put myself ‘out there’ to encourage confidence in others to disclose their emotions and feel comfortable in my company. I obviously made an impression, as a young offender always referred to me as “Fu****g Mary Poppins”. You can take that how you will, but it makes me smile, especially as it’s demonstrating how others perceive me.

Often those that know me and read my novels, say they see bits of me in my writing.  The quirks that some characters demonstrate, may as well be me in some incidences; but not where a murderer is concerned, fear not.

If I didn’t have a little insanity burgeoning within me, I believe my novels would be less twisted, with characters themselves verging on the brink of madness themselves.

I think it helps to be a little insane to be a writer in the first place. Let’s face it, we write stories from in our imagination, sometimes quite dark and twisted ones, and lay them bare for others to judge. We spend hours writing, re-writing, editing, and editing some more, for very little in return financially. We also spend money on attending author book signing events, paying for the table, and swag, to mention just a few expenditures.

We leave ourselves open to judgement from others, both positive and negative. I hold my breath every time I see a new review has been published on one of my novels. We have to cope with the highs and lows of the writing world; the constant whirl of forums, book sites, social media, plus trying to fit in some reading for leisure – a must!

All in all, I think it helps to be on the brink of insanity at times, just to deal with all there is involved in being an author, such as getting an author platform off the ground, and meeting readers and other authors at book events.

Happy Word Flow One & All

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Events

I’ll be attending the Second City Book Signing event in Birmingham on the 18th July 2015 in the St Andrews stadium. Please follow the link to see more details, and to buy tickets. It’s a great chance to meet many authors of various genres, and to get a book signed and book swag. https://www.eventbrite.co.uk/e/second-city-signing-tickets-13481396219

I hope to meet many of you at the Essex Author Extravaganza on the 18th June 2016 at the Cliff’s Pavillion in Southend-on-Sea, Essex. Details link to follow

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My First Author Book Signing Event

I held my breath as I walked into the reception room to have coffee with all the other attending authors. I recognised faces from chatting on Facebook and Twitter, but names escaped me, due to nerves. However, people were warm and friendly, and I realised I was amongst a great crowd of people, ready to make the day fun for all involved.
Walking into the actual author room was breath-taking. Tables with our names on lay around the periphery and in the centre of the room, each bearing a gift bag from Hourglass, containing a bottle of water (much needed), a notepad (in case it was difficult to hear the reader’s name, so they could write it down), and a personal gift – I was given a most beautiful scarf. I covered the table in a white tablecloth (a 6ft one is needed), and a table runner bearing my name and logo on it. Suddenly, the table was taking shape, and even more so once I began piling my novels on it. I said hello to my table neighbours, and we laughed at how nervous we were all feeling.
I placed the freebies (bookmarks, fridge magnets, all with my logo on, and postcards of my book covers) along the front of the table, so people could take them freely. However, no one did, everyone asked if they could, which was sweet. Talking of which, I had a big tin of sweets on the table too, to entice people in my direction – well those with a sweet-tooth at least!
My husband erected my author banner, but for some reason it wouldn’t stand up straight, so he lent it against the window behind me. It stood up at home when my daughter put it up, so I was bemused. It was only at the end of the day when he was putting it away, did he realise he’d forgotten to put the feet out – bless him!
When the first reader approached my table, I was mortified; I lost the power of speech, and could only smile my toothpaste grin. However, once she asked me about my books, the chatty person hidden within me immerged. She bought my book and the first thing I forgot was to sign it, then I looked blankly at her as she held out money for me. How amateur must I have looked! I redeemed myself by presenting my book in a cotton book bag with the cover of the book printed on it, which was always appreciated.
A steady flow of readers attended my table and bought books, asked me to sign kindle cases, and had photos taken with me. It was a most glorious day, and I enjoyed every minute of it. There was a camaraderie amongst authors of all genres, and the readers made the day really special. Hourglass ran a very tight-ship, so the event flowed smoothly.
What did I learn from the day? Well, I need to look less like a scared rabbit; avoiding eye contact, and not smiling, as I have a very miserable-looking face if I don’t smile. Freebies are a great concept, and people like items with author logos on them. Standing a copy of each of my books on a book stand is good for catching readers’ eyes. Make sure my piles of books are towards the back of the table, as those authors who had them at the front, had some stolen. This is exceedingly rare, so I understand, and generally readers are there to enjoy the day and purchase books, not steal them, so don’t be put off, but be aware. Take two bottles of water, as the mouth gets very dry with all the talking and smiling, and lip salve to drench parched lips.  And don’t forget a Sharpie to sign books and other items.
I definitely recommend authors attend such events, as it’s a great way to meet readers and make connections with book blogs and other authors. I had a blast, and can’t wait for my next one in Birmingham in July.

Happy Word Flow and Reading One & All.


Orchard Book Club Author Event 2015

My ticket arrived today for the Author Event and charity ball in Peterborough, on Saturday 14th March 2015.
There’s been more to planning for such an event than I anticipated. I joined the Facebook group of authors attending this event, and it was there I discovered what I needed to do.

Firstly, there was a mention of swag. What’s that all about, I thought. I then discovered they were items to give away freely, or with the purchase of a book. Oh, I see. So, I had my book covers printed on cotton book bags, to give away with the purchase of a book. For the freebies, I’ve had bookmarks printed with my logo on – which incidentally I paid someone to design – and I’ve used this logo on my banner too. Banner, I hear you say? Yes, authors were putting photos of their banners on Facebook, and I realised I’d need one if I was going to be seen at an event. I’m delighted with the result.

Other authors have made wine glass charms and jewellery, but I haven’t ventured there. I have neither the skill or patience to venture into that domain, and I admire those authors who have made these items.

Then there’s the dress for the charity ball. Heavens, the list is endless, but fun all the same. I’m entering a different world for the first time, so I hope when I attend the Birmingham event in July, and the Essex one in 2016, I feel more confident than I do now!

I will be sure to post photos and write a post about the Peterborough event. I’m not overly confident about selling many books, as the majority of authors attending this event write romance and erotica, so I’m not convinced my darker genres will appeal, but hey, I’m going to enjoy myself!

Happy Word Flow One & All

A Life of Crime

When I was an adolescent, I wanted to be a police woman. It was the only career I ever considered, to the extent that I chose to attend the police events for both the bronze and silver Duke of Edinburgh Awards. I thoroughly enjoyed the experiences, and discovered I had a keen eye for observational skills.
                Years later, after living in the south of France for six years, I returned to Britain in the eighties, with the idea of pursuing a career in the police force. After passing the exam, a sergeant came to my home to interview me, only to tell me he thought I could do something better with my life, because as a woman, I’d most likely end up in a typing pool. Good grief!
                Fast forward through years of a nursing career, I finally ended up working as a forensic nurse in a Youth offending Team. This job entailed working with young people between the ages of ten to eighteen. I would assess their mental health and work with them accordingly, whether it be in their homes, school or Young Offender’s Institute (prison). At last, I was working alongside the police, who were based in the same office; my childhood career materialised.
                My experiences of visiting prisons, police cells and courts, add some (I hope) realism to my crime novels. I remember vividly the pressure of the job, the claustrophobic feeling of the cells, and the general malaise clinging to the atmosphere in the prisons. I was visiting an offender once, when the prison alarm rang. A fight had broken out, and lock-down was being enforced. Although I was completely safe, adrenaline riddled by body. I also remember taking a group of male adolescents to a male adult prison, with the idea of dissuading them from a life of crime. Walking within the grounds, men were hurling obscenities at myself and my female colleague, which was an uncomfortable experience.
                I now liaise with a DI in the major crime unit in the Metropolitan force, who answers my questions with regards to procedures and crime. I reserve the right to use artistic licence, however, as sometimes the police procedure is too long and complex for the purpose of the story.
                At the end of 2014, I attended jury duty, which has given me another dimension to my knowledge of crime fighting. Some jurors said they’ll keep an eye out in case I write a book revolving around a jury; having them guessing which character they inspired!

                I have a plethora of books on policing, forensics, poisoning, true crime, and criminal psychology, to name but a few. I read a variety of male and female authors of crime fiction, such as Ian Rankin and P.D. James, but nothing beats human intervention, in my opinion.
Happy Word Flow One & All, and thanks for continuing to follow and read my blog.