The River Torne is a river the poet used to fish when 'e worra lad (when he was a young man). In those days, the lads used to wait until the river had been dredged, usually around September time, and the reeds and weeds removed from the edges. Apparently, that was the best time to… Continue reading Writing and proofreading and indexing, oh my!
Tag: The Life of Richard Cadbury
Oops, forgot to give it a title!
Dog walk The dog and I once again attempted to find the circular path the three-legged dog and its humans had used, this time armed with the poet. Last week, it was just the dog and me, and I gave up and turned around when I thought the path between the houses and the old… Continue reading Oops, forgot to give it a title!
Where to hide a body
Sorry for the "click bait", but I didn't know what else to call it today! 😇 This picture was originally tucked inside an envelope and given to me on my birthday one year, by a friend I worked with at the National Grid. I have no idea what he was trying to suggest ... I… Continue reading Where to hide a body
Proofreading and writing
This picture is a magazine mock-up that my Smoggie snapper (Teesside photographer) made for me when I left Corus/Tata. The front cover image is of a blowout and I wanted to use this image on the front of a live RD&T Magazine. I was the editor and I thought it was a fantastic picture. But… Continue reading Proofreading and writing
Using a murder board
The murder board My murder board isn't up yet, but every time I open this tin of bits that go with the murder board, it cheers me up no end. I think it's all the colours. The murder board is a large whiteboard that goes on every wall in every office I ever have. Whenever… Continue reading Using a murder board
Getting back into a routine
I had a lot of admin work to do yesterday in the end, and there's still a load more to do. First job, of course, right after writing yesterday's blog post, was the diary. Then I had to renew my membership of the Crime Writers' Association, which expired on 31 August. I chased a new… Continue reading Getting back into a routine
Hello, Finningley!
For the past two weeks we've been moving house (again!), and now we're in the village of Finningley, which used to be in Nottinghamshire but is now in South Yorkshire. It's amazing how borders can change like that. There's an airfield here that used to be RAF Finningley and for 35 years the airfield hosted… Continue reading Hello, Finningley!
Squeezing the work in
This morning I finally started the next book for NetGalley. Well, actually, I re-started it as I'd already read a couple of chapters and I wanted to refresh my memory. The work came in from Hong Kong. The publisher has worked so hard to get this material to me this week rather than next week.… Continue reading Squeezing the work in
Clearing the decks
I realised that we get the keys to the new house next Wednesday. That's just over a week away. So I've decided to close the office on Tuesday. I won't be able to concentrate properly after then anyway, so I may as well. The first thing I did was notify all of my regular clients… Continue reading Clearing the decks
I published a book
I didn't get around to writing any of Catch the Rainbow yesterday, but I did sort some of the rest of the material into some sort of order. This one may not get finished before the end of August, but then again, it might ... The Life of Richard Cadbury was also neglected. I need to… Continue reading I published a book
It’s okay to take a sick day
Ever since the poet went back to work on 1 July, we've both had cold upon cold upon cold. And yesterday, I was finally flattened. Unusually, it seems that the poet is a couple of days behind me this time. Also unusually, it seems, if I wake up and I'm not very well, I generally… Continue reading It’s okay to take a sick day
Irritating interlude
Yes, I know they always happen and we should always build in some sort of contingency. But I'd only just got into a good rhythm of work when this week happened. And not only this week. Wednesday happened as well. Wednesday was not a good day. I had so many chores to do that by midday… Continue reading Irritating interlude
Camp NaNoWriMo – Day 10
The poet went back to work on Wednesday 1 July, his furlough over for now. Within 7 days of him mixing with people again, we both had signs of a cold. I'm about 2 days behind him. I work from home anyway and have done for a long time. This means that I'm not mixing… Continue reading Camp NaNoWriMo – Day 10
Camp NaNoWriMo – Day 5
I say Day 5, but is it really Day 7? It was certainly Day 7 of the month, and it's probably Day 7 for a lot of other campers. But I'm not doing a 31-day writing month. I'm doing a 23-day writing month. Because I don't work at the weekend. Monday was a Very Busy… Continue reading Camp NaNoWriMo – Day 5
