Evince means to reveal the presence of a quality or feeling, or to make clear and plain. I believe this photo of our front garden evinces my love of flowers.
Evincing is also a word, evinced by its presence in my dictionary.
Author: patsy
Rainbow (and me) on the Radio
I’ll be on Soundart Radio on Monday morning (10 – 12), talking to my friend Anne Rainbow about different aspects of writing including my cosy mystery series, travel, and probably other things too. There will also be a selection of songs which we like and feel tie in with my work, or our lives and writing in general.
Anne has a Facebook group associated with her show. If you’d like to join that you can post questions for her to ask me live on air (eeek!) You can find out about her other shows there. Her guests include artists of all descriptions.
The photo is of us when we ran a residential workshop together a *few* years ago.
Getting Warmer
No, not the weather – that’s decided to stop being calm and mild, as it was for our Christmas trip in the campervan, and to behave more as we’d expect for this time of year. Perfect staying in and reading weather!
Getting Warmer is the title of my short story in the January 2025 issue of Take A Break’s Fiction Feast.
Wednesday word of the week – Undulatory
Undulatory is a great word, isn’t it? It means undulating or wavy, or due to undulation. And undulation means a wavy motion or a gentle rise and fall.
There are days when my hair is as undulatory as this wave lapping gently against the breakwater.
Happy New Year!
Wednesday word of the week – Yule
Yule-tide is an archaic term for the festival of Christmas. Yule is just a shortened form of that.
A Yule-log is either a real log, or one made from cake and covered in chocolate. Guess which is my favourite! (Coincidentally, the next word in my dictionary is ‘yummy’) Traditionally a yule-log really big piece of wood, which would be set alight on Christmas Eve to signal the start of the festivities, and would hopefully keep burning until twelfth night, when the feasting and frivolity would stop.
I don’t have any kind of yule log this year, but I do have a nice big tree stump, which would probably burn well – although I think it looks better left in the garden. This is it at the end of last winter.
Two freebies
My short story collection A Clean Bill Of Health and romance novel Firestarter (with firemen and a few flames!) are both free to download until 23rd December.
I hope you enjoy them. If you do, I’d very much appreciate a review!
Wednesday word of the week – Logorrhoea
Maybe you’ve heard, or even used, the phrase ‘verbal diarrehoea’ for someone who talks too much? Logorrhoea is actually the correct word to use as it means an excessive flow of words. It’s prononunced log-oh-ree-a.
Wednesday word of the week – Couloir
A couloir is a steep, narrow gully on a mountainside. It’s also a marvellous excuse to post yet another picture from my Scotland trips (only 7,346 to go and you’ll have seen them all)
It might not actually be of a couloir, but it’s definitely a mountainside. Or a hill. Anyway, there was steepness involved.
Cover reveal!
This is the cover for the third book in my Little Mallow cosy mystery series. It will be available early next year. If you’d like to receive a free review copy a couple of weeks before the official release, please get in touch
Free ebook
My short story collection Keep It In The Family, is currently free to download. Offer ends 7th December. I hope you enjoy it. If you do, a review will be greatly appreciated.
Here’s the blurb –
Alec thinks he’s suffered a medical emergency, Dr Kuttemopen says the same about his patient, and Jake and his granddad will be at risk from one if they carry on as they’ve been doing. With the support of loved ones, they could all put these predicted and suspected health problems behind them. Uncle Boris’s condition will never go away, but neither will Aunt Jonna, so he’ll not just cope, but enjoy doing so.
Everyone has problems or concerns from time to time. Some deal with them by always moving on and never looking back, others by asking the right question. They might try to keep them hidden, insist on bringing them into the open, or allow the sea to wash them away. Most will turn to their families for help, but all Miss Frencham’s are gone. All she can do, is tell people about the bodies.
Anne’s spent a lot of time waiting for her daughter; a whole lifetime, but it’s been worth every second. Daniel’s mother and Dizzy’s father-in-law won’t wait a moment for them, until they come to their senses and reunite their families. Stephanie’s waiting for the right kind of snow, and Adam’s waiting for the wrong sort of Santa. Their reward will be to know they did the right thing.
Families, whether we’re born or married into them, or choose them for ourselves all have stories to tell. This collection contains 25 of them.