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Quite pleased with the direction of [Indigo Delta Kilo] at this point. I can see the next few scenes (as video in my brain as usual) so that’s good. The title of this post came about because Crockett said it and I haven’t heard that phrase for a long time. Probably the last time I heard it was in the 70’s. Anywho, the process of writing [Indigo Delta Kilo] is a bit slow at the moment. It…

You’d be terrified if someone could read your mind. You’d be terrified if you read mine.Not because of the secrets, though, let’s be honest, there are a few, but because of the sheer chaos of it.Half-formed thoughts. Fragments. Scenes with no beginning. Dialogue with no context. It would look like nonsense. And yet … somewhere in that mess are entire novels.  I’ve started to realise something…

Last year I wrote two novels. [Foxtrot Foxtrot Sierra] and [Echo Mike Papa]. Really, I could’ve taken this year off and launched [Echo Mike Papa] next year. Am I? Hell no.I started a joint project earlier this year then got myself stuck with some rather tricky bomb details for a very large bomb. It’s the kind of bomb that is a character not a thing. While I was giving that situation a lot of…

Morning world. I’m in Perth. And boy do I have a story for you. Stick around for a minute and let’s get into it.After the big storm in the Wellington Region, I was wondering what the roads would be like and if I’d make it to the airport on time.The roads were busy. So busy. Super Shuttle worked their magic and I got to bag drop just in time! I was already checked-in, as I would be. It didn’t…

What a very busy time the last four months have been but we made. We landed here on [Foxtrot Foxtrot Sierra] launch day! Today came with a big plumbing bill, so that was fun. If you’ve wanted to start reading my work – now’s good. I could do with the sales because today’s was the first of what will be a marathon of plumbing bills because the builder who renovated our new home was a wanker and…

AKA: what happens pre-launch. Twice in the life of a single book, there times when the brain goes completely feral: the instant you finish a novel … I call it *writers’ trench coat syndrome* when your brain doesn’t know what to do with itself and you are pretty sure nothing makes sense. It’s not fun. It’s also not permanent. Your brain casts around looking for something new to chew on but you…

That’s a mouthful of a title. Probably not something you want to say too many times. It’s a lot. But, then, so is Ellie Conway. Maybe it works then? Just lately a lot of the scammer ‘marketing’ and scammer ‘bookclub’ emails have been rabbiting on about books in the FBI-Byte Series. I’m not sure why. I guess it’s just what they hit on this week. A couple of them today mentioned the fourth boxed…

It turns out I am writing the 9th Veronica Tracey Spy/PI novel. I thought maybe I’d take a break and work on something else. I did try. Apparently dropping Ronnie on the side of the road so I can work on a different thing is just as difficult as dropping Ellie Conway off somewhere. We all know how that ended, right? So, because Ronnie is not prepared to say goodbye yet, I am writing book 9 and…

This morning I was creating some graphics. My right index finger was stone cold for nearly half an hour and then for fun it did it four more times. Maybe if I ever get contacted by Pacific Radiology to book an MRI of my wrist we will find out why this shit keeps happening. They’ve had the referral for two weeks. And the specialist letter says THEY WILL RING YOU. Well, THEY HAVEN’T. I have a…

Here Comes the Razor’s Edge*

There was a big shift this week. Doris and I moved into our new house. And it occurred to me that people don’t saying ‘shifting house’ much these day. They move. Kiwi’s mostly shifted back in the day. I think I like shifting better. Moving sounds like you’ve picked the house up and popped it in a new location. Thankfully, that is NOT what happened. Perish the thought. Perhaps shifting sounds like…

Tonight Doris and I went to see the Rocky Horror Picture Show at the St James theatre. We had seats in the third row. Yes, the third row. Yes, it was very loud – at times. No, we will not sit in the 3rd row again. (A 32 and 33) Just because it was so loud so close to the speakers. There was a fair amount of bright lighting that caused us both to cover our eyes. But, it was fantastic. Utterly…

Every day we do things. Things we don’t even think about. We just do them. They’re not usually a conscious thought, but learned or repetitive behaviours. Cleaning your teeth for example. It’s second nature to most of us because we were conditioned to clean our teeth every day.I was thinking today about the frailty of life. Not for any morbid reasons, but because it is frail. We are not guaranteed…

it doesn’t seem like it should be March yet! Summer never happened and then wham it was autumn/winter. Such is life these days.Anyway, we can’t change the date or the weather, may as well get used to it being fucky. There are a few things coming up over the next five weeks to keep me occupied. My Knight goes home in a few days. (Not happy about that.)I’ve got an appointment with my orthopaedic…