Monthly Archives: July 2011

The dreaded post-its have returned

Hello, Welcome Reader,

Hope this wintry morning finds you well? It finds me decidedly unwell, surrounded by balled up tissues stained an alarming hue (when your body starts producing liquid the same colour as Oscar The Grouch, you’re officially sick). Before any of you feel the need to call a Whambulance rest assured I’m not seeking sympathy. Not for the bug that’s taken me hostage anyway.

The dreaded post-its have returned

Hello, Welcome Reader,

Hope this wintry morning finds you well? It finds me decidedly unwell, surrounded by balled up tissues stained an alarming hue (when your body starts producing liquid the same colour as Oscar The Grouch, you’re officially sick). Before any of you feel the need to call a Whambulance rest assured I’m not seeking sympathy. Not for the bug that’s taken me hostage anyway.

A Winter by any other name

When I finished typing ‘The End’ on the first draft of Winter’s Shadow, the title on the front page, was not actually Winter’s Shadow – it was SHADE. This was the title I’d had in mind from the very beginning. Even before the story had fully taken shape. It was short, punchy, evocative and, even better, had more than one definition. Thirteen definitions actually. The two I was interested in were:

SHADE
1. An area or a space of partial darkness.
2. A disembodied spirit; a ghost.

The Great God Pan (Mac)

One month on and Winter’s Shadow is selling well. Not Harry Potter well but not too bad for a first novel. I’m a little disappointed it hasn’t rocketed to the top of the bestseller lists but its early days yet and my expectations were probably a little unrealistic (at least 100,000 copies sold in the first week). Alas, being a dreamer is an occupational hazard. The important thing is people are enjoying the book. Some are even loving it. I’ve been genuinely touched by some of the passionate emails I’ve received from readers.