Welcome to my new blog. I’m going to start with a confession…I’ve been blogging for some years, but this is my first solo effort. I’ve been part of a group blog (The Lady Killers, an amazing collection of mystery writers,) and enjoyed it very much, including the fact that I wasn’t responsible for all the technical stuff, I just had to post now and then. With this one, any cyber-glitches are down to me. Let’s hope there aren’t too many.
I’ll be talking about all sorts of things…about being a writer, being a Yorkshire tyke, my Roman mystery series featuring innkeeper Aurelia Marcella, other people’s mysteries, books in general, history, places, dogs, food, whatever occurs to me. And don’t forget I’m from Yorkshire, and Yorkshire people always speak their minds (whether asked to or not.) I hope you’ll do the same, when you add your comments.
This photo shows me in my office trying to look busy. Not a very convincing effort, is it? I’m lucky to have my own space to work in. I really admire people who can write anywhere, like on the corner of a kitchen table, or while crammed into a crowded bus. I can read almost anywhere, but for writing I need my own bit of peace and quiet. I’m glad the photo doesn’t show too much of my general untidiness. My system for storing and filing is what I call flexible, untrammelled by silly restrictive concepts of method and organisation. Other people may call it something else. But I can always find what I need…that is, nearly always…well, on a good day. And some of my shelves must make a great wildlife habitat for dust mites.
I bet plenty of people have much more entertaining favourite writing places for writing or reading. On elephant-back in the jungle? In a canoe on the Amazon? What’s the most unusual spot where you’ve ever found yourself with a book, or a manuscript, in hand?