Sorry, I’m not offering to take you out to dinner! Instead I have a suggestion for a bargain night in.

All of my books with a love or romance theme are currently reduced to 99p. That’s these four short story collections – Love Is The Answer, Lots Of Love, With Love And Kisses, and All That Love Stuff  and the following novels A Year And A Day, Firestarter, Leave Nothing But Footprints, Acting Like A Killer and Escape To The Country.

Whether you spend it reading one of my books or not, I hope you get to do something which makes you happy today.

OK, I’ll admit the photo suggests having a friend round to tea, rather than making good progress on my latest novel, but it only tells half the story.
The friend is a former police officer and very kindly answered some research questions. There were a lot more questions than cakes consumed, even if you include the ones Gary and I scoffed! Thanks, Mark.
There were a few surprises which mean I have some plot adjustments to make, but that’s not too much of a problem at this early stage.

I’d slowed up when doubts as to whether my characters were following correct procedure crept in. Now I’m more confident they know what they’re doing, I’m finding it easier to write their activities.

A bank is the sloping edge to a river or lake, a raised area of ground, or an elevation in the sea bed (eg a sand bank.) A bank can also be a garden feature, allowing trailing plants to be shown to advantage.

It can mean a financial establishment or the act of investing in one (all the money I earn from writing has been safely banked*) The bank is the person who holds the money in gambling games and premises (a bit like the previous definition then.) A banker is a person whose work involves money, and also an insult in rhyming slang.
*not really – I’ve spent it on books, cake ingredients and plants.

It’s the way a race track slopes to help cornering at speed or a row of similar items such a bank of light switches. In the UK a bank holiday is a public holiday. A pilot may find himself banking (travelling with one side higher than the other) to help avoid flying through a fog bank.

Bank is used in several common expressions, usually to suggest reliability or good fortune. Getting a story acceptance will leave me laughing all the way to the bank. Getting rejections is something all writers can all bank on.

My story ‘Family Reunion’ is in the current (February 2023) issue of Take A Break’s Fiction Feast. (My original title was kept for this.)

As you can probably guess from the illustrations, the family concerned is a canine one. They’re a rescue litter who are thankfully all found good homes and then helped their respective owners to make friends with each other. My thinking was that people who’d take on the responsibility for caring for a rescue dog would all have good qualities and things in common.

This story is set in Little Mallow – a fictional village I’ve created on the Hampshire coast, very near where I live. Quite a few of my stories have been set there and I’m now working on a series of cosy crime novels.

I’m not sure how many of the characters from this story will appear in the novels, but the rescue shelter already does.

Now I’ve seen these illustrations, that dog in the circular inset will be included too. How could anyone say no to those eyes?

A guaranty is an undertaking to meet a payment or other obligation on behalf of another. It’s usually made in writing. More than one are known as guaranties and they’re made by a guarantor.

A guaranty can also be something used as security for a guaranty.  So a guaranty should, in theory, guarantee that the guaranty is met.

Confused yet? If so, don’t worry about it and stick with guarantee. That can be used instead of guaranty as well as meaning a formal promise or assurance.

‘Hey, That Was Mine’ is my original title for a story in the current (February 2023) issue of Take A Break’s Fiction Feast.

Editors quite often change titles for a variety of reasons. In this case I suspect it was something to do with page layout.

The story is about Sarah being fed up with her friend taking something of hers yet again – and putting a stop to it.

The editor has made a slight alteration to my story too, by adding a slice of orange to the cocktail’s decoration. That must have been to fit in with the excellent illustration. The drink itself hasn’t changed – it’s still a pina colada. I’ve not had one in years. Maybe I should to celebrate the publication of this story?

My tasty collection of 25 short stories, Coffee & Cake is now available in every format I’m able to offer it. That’s ebook, regular paperback, audiobook, large print paperback and large print hardback! You can buy direct from Amazon, using the links supplied, read through kindle unlimited, or order through bookshops (physical or online) or request it from your library.

Is that enough options?

Here’s the blurb –

We eat and drink for more than mere survival. Food comforts and reassures, connects us with others. A mug of coffee wakes us up in the morning. A cup of tea can calm us down.

Cakes are great for celebrations, birthdays in particular. Making one specially for someone shows how much we care. The same applies to learning to make their favourite dish, or passing on your signature recipe

The food and drink choices we make expose aspects of our personality. What we give to others, and the care we take when doing so, can be even more revealing.

Sharing food helps build, or repair, relationships. It creates and recreates traditions and brings back memories – if that’s what we want.

Whether you prefer unsweetened black coffee, or milky tea, rich sponge cake or something savoury, this collection of 25 stories provides the perfect snack.

You know me, out and about every chance I get. This time I’m off visiting the Frost magazine as the opening article in their writers on the road series. You can read it here.

Our first campervan adventure of 2023 started in 2022 and took us to Stonehenge, where we spent the night. The weather wasn’t great, and we noticed a few people giving us amused glances. Why? There were hundreds of other people doing the same thing – the official car park had 16 coaches in when we arrived there and the camping spot was equally busy.

Looking at the photos of us in our matching, hooded waterproofs I wonder if they thought we were part of a very small, slightly peculiar religious sect. One that’s only just discovered selfies.

I often observe people doing apparently weird things, make up my own explanations and put them in stories. As I’m aware that some of our exploits look strange if you don’t know us and what we’re up to, maybe I should try seeing them from other people’s point of view and do the same?