Cecilia Peartree – woman of mystery
setting the scene in Pitkirtly
First of all, this is only a 'perfect' novel from my own point of view, and I don't expect anyone else to find it perfect - as long as it turns out to be more or less readable that's enough. I just wish all my novels were as easy and enjoyable to write as this …
Although not ideal in almost every other way, I'm finding this a surprisingly good year so far for writing productivity. As mentioned in a previous post, after finishing Pitkirtly 20 in mid April, I went on to finish my draft of The Heir to Nothing and found myself racing on ahead with another novel in …
Even by my standards what has happened this month has been a bit strange, to say the least. I would like to blame Camp NaNoWriMo, another of these writing months that I like to sign up to, but actually this time it is mostly my own fault. Unfortunately I went into April with two unfinished …
As I come out of the post-publication slump which often happens, I've decided to set aside September for planning, thinking and possibly researching - that depends on how the planning and thinking goes. Although I am always happy to plunge into a bit of research, especially if it ends up taking me somewhere nice. When …
This won't be a very long post as I have to get back to Pitkirtly XIX (was Untitled, now with a title! - see image below). I've almost got to the stage of going through a printed copy with sticky notes in one hand and a pen in the other and the book precariously balanced …
My first piece of news and maybe the most important to some readers, is that I'm making very good progress with my latest Pitkirtly novel ('As Yet Untitled' - I doubt if that will be the final title by the way, although I suppose it's an option but maybe a bit too literary!). I've reached …
As well as being even busier than usual, my life has taken on a surreal tinge, and if I believed in a supernatural power then he would take the shape of Salvador Dali rather than the bearded deity people usually picture. While waiting for a family member to get ready for his custard pie, made …
An innocent-looking notebook Now that I'm approaching what I hope are the final stages of writing The French Heir, something odd has happened. I had to update my work password yesterday, and my thoughts were evidently not stuck in the present but had jumped ahead, not for the first time, because I found myself concocting …
The title of this blog post may be slightly misleading. I am physically in my usual writing spot, the conservatory, looking out somewhat apprehensively to see if snow has started to fall yet, which I'm very much hoping it doesn't, although there was suspicious-looking low white cloud over the Pentland Hills, which I can more …
Once we get past the Winter Solstice, I find things begin to look up again with the gradually extending hours of daylight. Although I often indulge my tendency to hibernate during the festive season - and indeed this year I've stocked up up with an unfeasibly huge quantity of food that might last until Doomsday …
