Posted in Writing

Confessions of a Reluctant Murderer: My Guest Post for Helen Hollick

Helen Hollick is one of my longest-standing author friends. When we met at an event organised by SilverWood Books back in 2012 (see photo above), we immediately hit it off, and have been in regular contact ever since, despite living a couple of counties apart – Helen in her idyllic farmhouse in Devon, me in a village in the Cotswolds. She’s also been a frequent guest on my blog. (See links to some of her previous posts for me at the foot of this one.)

Helen is a long-established, prolific and versatile author, starting out as a historical novelist, sidestepping into historical pirate-themed fantasy, history books, and most recently cosy mysteries. Her Jan Christopher Mystery series is set between 1970s Essex and Devon and features a young librarian and her police officer fiancé. It’s a gentle, feel-good read, and for those of us old enough to remember the 1970s, it’s enjoyable nostalgic too.

array of first four books in Helen Hollick's mystery series
The first four books in Helen Hollick’s cozy mystery series

Introducing the fifth Jan Christopher Mystery

cover of A Memory of Murder by Helen Hollick
The fifth in Helen’s series will launch on 18th May

This month Helen will launch the fifth in her series, A Memory of Murder, featuring “a missing girl, annoying decorators, circus performers, and a wanna-be rock star” – and harking back to the murder of Jan’s police officer father fifteen years earlier…

In the run-up to the publication of A Memory of Murder, Helen is running a special mystery week on her blog, with a new post every day by a different crime writer.

I was honoured to be the first on her agenda, and I’m sharing the opening of my guest post for her below. Click the link at the bottom to read the rest of the post on her blog.


CONFESSIONS OF A RELUCTANT MURDERER

(My guest post for Helen Hollick’s Mystery Week on her blog)

To murder or not to murder, that is the question…

‘I don’t really like murdering people,’ I once said in a public place when chatting to writer friends, startling innocent bystanders unaware of our occupation.

Of course, I was speaking about murdering fictitious characters in my books. In real life I find it hard to kill as much as a fly. This may surprise you when you hear I’m an author of murder mystery novels.

Click here to read the rest of my guest post on Helen Hollick’s blog

cover image of the Clutch of Eggs against background of flowers and leaves
One of my murder-free mystery novelettes
Posted in Personal life

Talking Rhubarb

As a fair-weather gardener, I’m only now emerging from hibernation to tame the garden for the summer.

In my personal horticultural calendar, I have a limited window for tackling weeds. If I haven’t got my plot under control by the start of September, I give up. I know nature will soon side with me and stop the weeds growing in winter. I’m in awe of anyone who gardens all year round. I don’t venture out until dock leaves dwarf fading tulips and dandelions dominate the lawn.

tulips surrounded by weeds

By this time, the task of clearing the weeds seems overwhelming. But it doesn’t take much to lift my spirits. Discovering bright bouquets of rhubarb quietly colonising the vegetable patch does the trick. (Technically, rhubarb is a vegetable, not a fruit.) Lime-green leaves unfurling from blush-pink stems send a welcome semaphore message: “It’s crumble time!”

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Posted in Reading, Writing

The Many Roads That Lead to Effective Storytelling

A post about how apparently unrelated day jobs can help hone your writing skills

Debbie writing with a pen on paper
It’s never too late to start writing

In a recent WhatsApp discussion with some author friends, we were talking about starting writing relatively late in life. One kindly said to me, “Oh, but you’re a natural”, assuming that my capacity for storytelling had got off to a flying start without any training in 2017 when I published my first novel.

I explained to her that spending decades in a series of day jobs had honed my writing skills, giving me a head start when I began to write fiction. Composing news stories, features and articles as a journalist, and brochures, website copy and press releases in public relations provided a fine apprenticeship in writing prose. Oh, and my degree in English and Related Literature probably didn’t do me any harm either!

Being a lifelong voracious reader has also helped me learn better writing, almost by osmosis. Continue reading “The Many Roads That Lead to Effective Storytelling”

Posted in Personal life, Travel, Writing

Coned Off

In my column for the April issue of the Hawkesbury Parish News, I take issue with a local problem that’s also been making national news. 

When I tell city-dwelling friends that our village is surrounded by single-track roads, they often react as if that’s idyllic, but confess to a fear of driving on narrow country lanes. They’d be even more frightened if they saw how peppered are lanes are with potholes.

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Springing Forward

In my article for the April issue of the Tetbury Advertiser, I ponder the different definitions of Spring.

After the wettest winter that I can remember, I’ve been looking forward more than ever to the spring.

January and February are in any case my least favourite months, so I’m always glad when 1st March comes around. But this year, I’m particularly pleased because I’ve just discovered that meteorologists count it as the first day of spring.

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