Another 3k walked out of my fingers and into the [Foxtrot Mike Lima] WIP yesterday. It felt pretty good, gotta say. Very much enjoyed the writing. Woke up this morning and thought of something related to where everyone was when I stopped. That's a pretty good sign. In fact it's a very good sign.This week … Continue reading Keep the Faith
crime thriller
I AM.
If you're a Bon Jovi fan then you probably know the song in the title. If not, a link to the Have A Nice Day album on Spotify will be at the end of this post! I am a Bon Jovi fan. I am a lot of things. We all are. We all have many … Continue reading I AM.
Life’s Been Good
Thank Joe Walsh for the title. I'll include the playlist I'm listening to at the end. 🙂 Delighted to say that the first parcel of [Whiskey Tango Foxtrot] books arrived this morning. Considering the utter hell I went through trying to get Amazon to accept they had a fault on their end and to fix … Continue reading Life’s Been Good
Hi Ho Silver Lining.
You know that thing when someone's behaviour tweaks your gut? You give them the benefit of the doubt thinking maybe it's an off day. Fairs fair, we all have them. Then you realise it wasn't a bad day, it was every time you saw them. What I do is to sit with it. Happened to … Continue reading Hi Ho Silver Lining.
Making things happen?
It's freezing here. I hate winter so much. Although there is sun today but it's not a warm sun. I spent a lot of yesterday trying to work out how to alter the cover of Vaporbyte so I could upload it to Amazon. Vaporbyte hasn't been available as a paperback from anywhere except me or … Continue reading Making things happen?
Aimless walking:
I don't do well without an objective. Today I should be going for a walk (it's good for my brain) but I can't decide where to go. The park isn't far enough and I have no desire to get wet feet from the grass. I don't do aimless walking well. I need a destination and … Continue reading Aimless walking:
Old words. Part 10 (the end)
It's Just Me. Page 10/11 I drained my glass and finished the bottle. The buzz warmed me and made my fingers tingle. I looked over at him and said, “You can get the next bottle.” “Did you hear me?” “Do I have to answer you?” “Work with me?” “I can’t work with you.” He looked … Continue reading Old words. Part 10 (the end)
Old words part 8/9
It's Just Me. Pages 8/9 - Sorry, I edited the numbering because I can't count 🙂 Rowan grinned at the camera. For the world to hear and me to understand he said, “I’m coming home, think I’ll drive through the night.” He launched into their current number one single, Coming home. I called out to … Continue reading Old words part 8/9
Old words part 7
It's Just Me. Raw words page 7/8 “I was always there, always.” “As. A. Ghost! A ghost on messenger. A ghost on my phone. A figure in the shadows.” “When I pulled through inexplicably the decision was made to utilize that and to work the case I’d already started.” “To Never go home to your … Continue reading Old words part 7
Old words part 6:
It's Just Me. Raw words page 6: Could be in my bathroom, bedroom or walk in closet, or maybe the laundry or upstairs in the guest bedrooms. Where wasn’t he? He wasn’t in the garages down below, or the office or the cellar. No one passed me on the stairs or followed me up. Damn … Continue reading Old words part 6:
Cat Connor 