Yeah, this one’s for all you scammers out there. I’ve had five or six posts over the last few years, but the pace is picking up; I’ve had four in the last two weeks and one of them was a prize winner. Usually I get an email through the contact section of this page thatContinue reading “This One’s for All You Spammers”
Tag Archives: Writing
Gladstone’s Library
I have just returned from a writing holidays like no other. I’m trying to describe it, and there’s no sentence big enough. You’ll see the photo at the top of the page and understand it’s a library, but… this is Gladstone’s Library. You can start with the fact that it is a library and moveContinue reading “Gladstone’s Library”
It’s That Time of Year
Coming up to Hallowe’en again, so I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised that the orange and black brigade have started up their annual whoo-hoo party. I had a manager who always got very upset by the fact that people marked Hallowe’en in any way at all; in his view they were inviting evil into theirContinue reading “It’s That Time of Year”
A Bouquet of Secrets
It all started when Sara Paretsky grew tired of being the only female author at the crime writers’ conventions she attended. She started a group for female crime authors called ‘Sisters in Crime’, hoping to encourage other women to get those crime thrillers published. There was obviously a need. The group grew and spread intoContinue reading “A Bouquet of Secrets”
I Can’t Keep It In…
I was out with a group of people on a youth club trip in 1975, and we stopped partway to our destination for a break to stretch our legs in a local wood. I went out to explore while the tea was brewing and came back with an empty plastic compost bag that had beenContinue reading “I Can’t Keep It In…”
Conference Call
Back in March, we went to the annual Scottish Association of Writers’ annual conference at Cumbernauld, with a few days walking around Northumberland as a treat along the way. I had to go to hand back the Largs Shield, and this time I knew I wouldn’t be winning it back because their rules (very sensibly)Continue reading “Conference Call”
Inspired by Art
High time I came back to writing a blog. I’ve spent too long head-down in serious work – making progress on the novel that took third prize in March and helping to get the new shower completed at home. Blogs are fun to write, and I’m in the mood for more fun. What else I’veContinue reading “Inspired by Art”
For Max
Today would have been Max’s nineteenth birthday. Two years ago today he and I walked up the garden together. He leapt up onto the raised beds, followed me around and ran back down the garden with his tail straight up in sheer joy. He hasn’t made it to nineteen. I left a lantern burning overContinue reading “For Max”
Coming Up Blank
Can my close friends look away now, please. I don’t want to bore them. But this was an absolute high point of the year, and we’re just eleven weeks in. I entered five competitions at the Scottish Association of Writers, some more as an exercise in hope than with any real hope of getting somewhere.Continue reading “Coming Up Blank”
Still Playing
28 Plays rolls on. Two weeks in and still keeping up – the fourteenth brief arrives at 8pm tonight, so by this time tomorrow I could well be halfway through. Which is no comfort, as they save the toughest assignments for the second half of the ordeal. Challenge, I should have said. Last week’s joysContinue reading “Still Playing”
Julia Chalkley 