Sweet Nothings

As promised/threatened  here , my first* novel " Wrecking Crew " has just been released into the wild. Inevitably, my submissions to literary agents have not quite generated a game-changing buzz or triggered a ferocious bidding war. Still, I'd like to re-emphasize that my being forced to sail the self-publishing seas may not be because my work is entirely terrible, but could instead be due to its lack of marketability or resistance to being pigeonholed into a tried and trusted genre. I hereby invite you to be the judge. Behold the generic clipart cover! In fairness, I like words more than pictures. "Wrecking Crew" was inspired by a flight from Key West to Orlando at the beginning of November 2014, the transition between the first, relaxing phase of our honeymoon in the beautiful Florida Keys to several days of theme park-based craziness at Disney World. Because most people undertake this journey by car, and because Key West airport is adorably dinky, we...

So, although I was able to upload Blogger posts absolutely fine on my crappy old Netbook that took 20 minutes to boot up, it turns out to be near impossible to do so on our expensive new iPad. Cheers for that, Mr Jobs. Still, one consequence of not being able to put up these posts while we were away is that I can moan about the absolute crapness of changing planes at Miami airport without fear of being detained when I try to leave the US on charges of sedition or being a smartarse. Although I would actually quite like to go back to the States at some point, so ignore that paragraph. (And memo to Apple: that dig against your products was just friendly banter, in case you're reading.) Tiny tiny plane~! One good thing about having to change at Miami was that we got to travel the last leg of our journey to Key West in a tiny plane that was only three seats wide, and had a beautiful aerial view of the Keys at sunset as we flew in to an airport about the size of the WH Smit...