Monthly Archives: February 2014

The dreaded writer’s block

So I’ve decided that I’m going to try and post an update of some sort on a weekly basis in an attempt to stave off the dreaded writer’s block! I, like most authors, suffer from time to time with the inability to write anything that is coherent, interesting or worthwhile. It’s a sad fact of life but it does happen. I was suffering from it before but am now slowly getting back into the swing of things. I’ve written another chapter in my new book and am slowly but surely getting back into the swing of things. Things are looking up and as long as I keep writing (hopefully on at least a weekly basis) then I’m sure I can beat this problem!


Posted by on 16/02/2014 in Writing


The next step

So I’ve been writing….not as much as I’d like but something is better than nothing and I’d like to share the first few paragraphs of my next book.


Five meters had never seemed so far away. The bright lights of the bar called to Madison but every step she took seemed like ten with Skye yammering in her ear.

“This is a bad idea.”

Forest green eyes rolled backwards in annoyance but Madison bit her lip to keep herself from saying anything she’d regret. There was no point. Skye was one of the most stubborn people Madison had ever known and there was nothing she could say to change her friend’s mind. It didn’t help that there was a tiny voice at the back of her mind that was agreeing with Skye’s unease but there was no way that she was going to let her friend know it.

In the twenty odd years that they’d been friend’s Skye had, on occasion, disagreed with her but this was the first time Madison had been tempted to throw her friend out of a very, very tall window. It had been weeks since Madison had confided in Skye about her problem and she had been whining ever since. Whining and giving poor advice but doing nothing to solve the problem which meant Madison had had to take drastic action. Her chosen course had led them to this moment with Skye trying desperately to make her turn back and Madison deftly avoiding her friend’s attempts to block the path.

“I know what you think,” Madison snapped. “But I don’t have a choice.” Running annoyed fingers through her short, black hair Madison took a decisive step to the right and kept walking, her goal crystal clear.

Skye bounced back, quickly falling into step with her again. “I know you think you don’t have a choice but there has to be something else. If this goes wrong…” Skye’s eyes widened in fear. “If he isn’t there…”


More to come soon!


Posted by on 06/02/2014 in Writing