Feels like the first real day of spring... from the moment I found a link to the song below in my inbox, courtesy of an online friend, to this year's first lunch in the garden.Warm-ish, provided you wrap up a little, breezy, colourful and - most of all - sunny from one end of the day to the other, … [Read more...] about Top Down Music
Welcome to the blog where I talk about boys and cats, share news and snippets of WiP and snark about the little annoyances without which life would be boring like running out of coffee or accidentally locking the cat into the bathroom... I might also muse about my day job or aim to make you ditch your diet by reminiscing about my favourite recipes, which is part of my day job. Sort of.
If I can work out how to handle image copyrights, I could even regale you with visual inspiration for my characters... now wouldn't that be nice? Screenfuls of Lawrence Nicotra and David Gandy. Yum.
So... welcome and thanks for stopping by!
Like all writers, I'm a sucker for a good story. So when someone tells me "if they made a film of this no one would believe it!" what can I do but listen carefully?What I got to hear was an epic tale of triumph over adversity. Like all good stories it had mystery and intrigue, drama and fanfare, … [Read more...] about An epic tale of intrigue and adversity
I tend to get odd looks or a stack of questions when I tell people I grew up in East Germany. Usually the kind that start lengthy comparisons between there and here. And sometimes, people are amazed that I have good things to say about growing up in what was supposedly a hugely oppressive, … [Read more...] about There’s an Advantage to Growing Up Where I Did
It’s the most wonderful time of the year, the singer warbled and Jack huffed in annoyance. “Yeah, right.” He was sprawled in the deep window seat in Gareth’s kitchen, fiddling with a tablet while Gareth cooked. He wasn’t seriously chasing anything or anyone right then, just tying up lose ends and … [Read more...] about It’s the Most Wonderful Time of the Year: A Jack & Gareth Story
"I want you in my bed.""Not happening." Jack shook his head. "You hired me to watch your back. I can't do that when I'm fucking you." Actually, he could. And when that thought stirred a tendril of hilarity along with a wash of nausea, Jack knew he needed to get out.Six weeks undercover felt like … [Read more...] about Belonging: A Jack Horwood Story
If his mother hadn’t called before he was even out of bed, Gareth would have forgotten his own birthday. He usually enjoyed a good party, and even took the resulting hangover in stride, but this time around he would have preferred to ignore the date. Jack had been gone for almost a month, and apart … [Read more...] about Birthday Surprise: A Jack & Gareth Ficlet