I keep getting achy neck muscles and a slight headache, and think I’m coming down with something. Then I remember it’s because I’ve been walking (sometimes running) the streets of Inverness with a rucksack full of books on my back. It’s practice for solo-trekking the 65-mile Speyside Way from Buckie to Aviemore as soon as…
There are heaps of articles about the pain of literary agent rejection. I identify with many of them: been there, done that. The first traumatic part of the process is the time-consuming business of identifying appropriate agents and preparing the specific submission they want. Agent One wants a 567 word synopsis (single spaced, Ariel 10 point),…
The worst thing about insomnia is the boredom. I wake at 2.30am, and I’m feeling kind of cosy and snuggly in my bed. I go for a pee (should have done those pelvic floor exercises like my midwife said) but when I get back to bed I’m still only half awake, and there’s a chance…
Blogging for the last month has been tremendous fun. I’ve got a lot off my chest and I’m delighted at the lovely feedback I’ve had. It’s motivated me so much. Getting to grips with Twitter has been interesting – once I got over my stranger-fear. Highlights were being retweeted – twice – by Saira Khan,…
I tell people I’m currently writing the plan for my third novel (I’ve no idea why, it just blurts out of my mouth). They say something like: ‘That’s fantastic. You’ve written two novels! Where can I buy them?’ (I’m not suggesting they intended purchasing it, but people are generally polite). ‘Well, that’s the problem. You…
I trudged along the desolate mountain road, sweating in the heat. There was dense forest on either side of me and a series of sharp bends ahead. I was roughly two miles from the Swiss village I was aiming for. My rucksack was heavy and painful; two days earlier I’d lain out all day reading…
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