Life's Hard - Wine Helps!: Hello Again!

Wednesday, 14 February 2018

Hello Again!

Hello Again!

I'm so sorry I haven't been posting since the New Year, but I have been so carried away finishing a novel I started last year, I haven't had time to stop by.

Anyway, I finished it last night and now it is in the hands of an editor. I'm hoping she doesn't find too many errors. However, I tend to write as I think and as my thinking is always muddled these days, that's how my writing turns out.

Body in the Park is the title, unless I have second thoughts. The story is set on Tyneside once again and revolves around Agnes Lockwood and DCI Alan Johnson.. If it does as well as my last book, then I will be very happy.

Certificate and medal for Murder on Tyneside

Talking of my last book, Murder on Tyneside, I am delighted to be able to tell you that it was voted 6th in the top 50 books for 2017, which were written by indie authors and/or published by indie publishers.

I was so pleased to receive a certificate and a medal from the competition organizers.

We had snow here a few weeks ago and, though it has now disappeared, it seems to be trying to come back again. There have been snow flurries on and off all day today. It is also very cold. I had hoped that, as the days were getting longer, spring was on its way. Perhaps I am expecting too much; after all it is still only February.

I really need to make an appointment for another back and neck massage. I had to cancel the last one because of the snow and I haven't got around to making another. But I have to say I have missed lying there while the lovely lady relieves all the stress and tension from the muscles around my shoulders. Highly recommended. Anyone living near the Roxburgh Hotel in the Scottish Borders should give their beauty parlour a whirl. It is situated alongside the hotel, which is surrounded by wonderfully well kept grounds.

I would also like to take this opportunity to mention a novel by Lorna Read. The title is: The Earl's Captive and I have to say I really enjoyed it.
If you would like to take a look for yourselves, it can be found on an amazon near you.

I think that is all for today, but hopefully I'll be back soon.

Cheers!!

Chink! Chink!

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Death on Tyneside

Agnes Lockwood returns to Tyneside after spending a few months abroad. On her first visit, she gained quite the reputation as an amateur sleuth, as she helped the police solve a murder.

Now, she is simply looking forward to meeting again with Alan Johnson, a DCI with the Newcastle police force. Having missed him while she was away, she is hoping their relationship will continue to blossom.

But on her first day back in the city, she gets caught up in another murder. This time, her intrusion into the police investigation pushes Alan Johnson’s patience to the very limit.

Murder on Tyneside

Recently widowed Agnes Lockwood is spending a few days on Tyneside in Northeast England, keen on catching up with her past. But after only a few days at the hotel, an expensive item of jewelry is stolen.

After more jewelry goes missing, Chief Inspector Alan Johnson is assigned to the case. During the investigation, Alan recognizes Agnes as a friend from schooldays and they rekindle their friendship – with Agnes bombarding him with questions about the case.

After having dinner together one evening, they find a body lying on the roadside. Fearing for her safety, Alan warns Agnes to stay away from the case: theft is one thing, but murder is something else.

But being an inquisitive woman, Agnes can’t resist getting involved... too involved.

Only Twelve Days

This heartwarming story is set in a time when computers and mobile phones were still in their infancy.

It's almost Christmas, one of the most wonderful times of the year. Nearly everyone is eagerly looking forward to spending the festive season with their loved ones. But what about those who are facing Christmas alone?

Bill and Sally are two such people. Both are shy and lonely; left behind when the rest of the country was caught up in the changes of the swinging sixties. Will they avoid the holiday season as they usually do, and spend it alone? Or this year, just for a change, will Christmas catch up with them?

Though this story is set during the run up to Christmas, it is a tender love story to be enjoyed at any time of the year.

The Trojan Project

Sarah and her family's peaceful night is disturbed when a strange light rises from behind the Cheviot Hills, and a green mist descends across the valley. Its swirling tendrils, seeming to bear a life of their own as they snake across the land, can only be an omen of something sinister and evil.

Her fears seem confirmed when her husband fails to return home from working on the land, and when he is still missing the following morning, she and her children set out to search for him. A terrifying discovery awaits her in the valley below her home and before long, Sarah and her children find themselves caught up in a desperate search, not only for her husband Pete, but also for the meaning of the green light. Finding herself pursued by the military, she slowly begins to realize her life, and the lives of those she loves, are in mortal danger.

The Trojan Project takes us into a nightmare world where no one is quite what they seem, and trust becomes a word with little meaning. Beware the green light in the sky; you never know what it hides!

Her fears seem confirmed when her husband fails to return home from working on the land, and when he is still missing the following morning, she and her children set out to search for him. A terrifying discovery awaits her in the valley below her home and before long, Sarah and her children find themselves caught up in a desperate search, not only for her husband Pete, but also for the meaning of the green light. Finding herself pursued by the military, she slowly begins to realize her life, and the lives of those she loves, are in mortal danger.

The Trojan Project takes us into a nightmare world where no one is quite what they seem, and trust becomes a word with little meaning. Beware the green light in the sky; you never know what it hides!