Ah, time's winged chariot. Nearly October. Clocks going back. Coats going on. Leaves falling. The cold November in my soul.
Two weeks in France at the beginning of this month was enough to recharge and I was able to make good headway on The Countess' Secret which is now finished. Work on the third and last of the Osgood & Bradley stories is underway. No idea where it's going, but that's the fun of writing.
August brought the news that my short poem was chosen as a finalist in the "Bring a limerick to Limerick" competition sponsored by the Limerick Writers' Centre. You had to attend to win and I was on my way to France when the fun started.
On the Edge of Dreams and Nightmares should have a cover soon and be available in October. A darl tale for dark evenings.
Jane Harper's The Dry was excellent and all the better for not being something I would have ever picked up myself. Its claustrophobic small-town Australian setting is made breathless by the severe drought that the region is suffering, and its concomitant effect on the sanity of the residents.
The Inspector Montalbano story was well up to standard, but too short.
I am now nearly finsihed John Le Carre's A Murder of Quality which will be the first Le Carre novel I've succeeded in in finishing.
Several other novels await.
The Countess Comes Home picked up a stunning review for which I am very grateful. I am trying to get it spotlighted on Amazon.com but doing so is proving challenging.
It's not too early to think about books for Christmas. Watch for the next update for some suggestions.