I think it would be fair to say that, like a lot of other people, 2016 has not been my best year. I’ve had some health problems that don’t seem to want to go away, we lost Mum, and the political upheavals on both sides of the Atlantic has resulted in a lot of deep thought and anxiety.
I’m currently in a mire with my writing – so many ideas but not so many words reaching the page. I’m pulled in several directions and plot lines, but when I come to sit and give them flesh they are just out of reach.
I’ve a dark future Earth novel whispering in my ear, and has been for many years, but now with Brexit and Trump it’s becoming more urgent. The spin-off crime series from this world is also vying for attention (the first of which is with a developmental editor to see where I can take it).
But then there’s the softer stuff, that panders to my romantic side. A sci-fi rom-com which is like a British Men in Black, but more biscuits less guns, and a story set in Switzerland around the frankly bonkers Basel Fasnacht (spring carnival). I even have MF story simmering which I think will barge itself to the front of the queue if my subconscious has anything to do with it.
I’ve an adventure into self-publishing on the cards for the next Crofton series. I’ve been hankering to explore the different eras and have a grand plan to write a new series called ‘The Earls of Crofton’ covering 4 Earls from 4 eras (one of which will be Anthony, the 1st Earl from the Crofton Chronicles and the earls from Victorian, Regency and Restoration periods) but I’ll reveal more about the others and the series as a whole in the coming months…
IF I CAN GET THE DAMN WORDS ON THE PAGE!
So I’ve lots I want to write. Lots I will write – eventually. There’s no point forcing it. I’m going to be kind to myself for the rest of 2016.
But listen up 2017, we’re gonna be great. We’re gonna set the world on fire. You hear me?