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Books
WORDS, reading, writing. They have dominated my life since first being stimulated by the stories read to me by my parents, and the meaningless scrawls I scribed as an infant on whatever paper was nearby.
Rarely have I been without something I felt the urge to read; books galore, newspapers and magazines, fact or fiction, prose or verse, even manuals, brochures and menus. Whatever is to hand.
Reading is a constant, an endless source of learning, knowledge and pleasure.
Likewise with writing. Forever penning sentences since way back when. From being a regular pre-teen winner of writing competitions in the local newspaper to becoming a fully-fledged author of fact and fiction several decades later.
The progression was relentless, even during National Service and despite detours into work as a butcher, a travel agent, cook and restaurateur. Writing and books were always my solace and companions.
Not even the scorn and disgust of my headmaster or my mother’s shocked gasp when I announced I was rejecting university in favour of an apprenticeship as a journalist could deter me.
“You could be a lawyer, doctor, accountant,” they chorused. Yeah, right.
Instead, I ploughed my own furrow as reporter, columnist, feature writer and editor. Travelling the world to report and comment, meeting and mixing with the famous and infamous, palaces and slums, luxurious retreats and scary war zones, the pompous and the humble, shallow show ponies and modest high achievers.
A wonderful life with work as a daily pleasure while crafting my own words and those of many others. And reading, reading, reading.
The culmination was the appearance from nowhere of Bromo Perkins as I dreamily sipped my morning long black in a Melbourne café. He came unbidden, told me his story and my delayed ambition to create a book was fulfilled.
Six books later (one in progress) he remains a persistent companion. Therefore I continue to write, as much for my own distraction and pleasure as for that of any possible reader.
In between, I devour the works of those far more talented than I, and encourage others along the path to publication.
Books, books, books; words, words, words. Welcome to my world
My books
Bromo, book six – an extract
Celtic Skeletons
The illustrated sequel to From Paupers to iPads sees an Englishman unearth hitherto unknown close ties to Wales, Scotland and Cornwall, where he now lives.
Death Comes By Drone
Old foes return; what seem like small-time local crimes bring Bromo into murderous conflict with former enemies from afar.
Twisted Trees
Family ties can kill, as Bromo discovers when he has to dig deep into a respected businessman’s hidden past.
Death by Diamonds
The past catches up: old battles and forgotten foes bring deadly danger to Bromo’s door and to his beloved daughter.
Washed Up
Never a moment’s peace: the riverside discovery of a young woman’s body shatters Bromo’s hopes of a quiet life.
Done Deal
Where it all began: the award-winning book that introduces disgraced undercover and reluctant sleuth Bromo Perkins.
From Paupers to iPads: a Journey Through Seven Generations
One for family historians: a journey of surprising discoveries across six generations of my ancestors in the UK and much further afield.
Reviews and Commentary
Taut teaser a good introduction to German crime fiction
AND now for something completely different with a truly gripping thriller from a source not previously sampled. After years of immersion in the tide of Scandi Noir, I am stepping out into fresh fields with
McDermid delivers another twisting tale
IN these uncertain times (I write in the era of Covid-19) there is little better than delving into a book knowing that satisfaction is guaranteed. Plot, characters and dialogue will meld into a teasingly enjoyable
Some things academia will never learn
WHAT is it about proofreading and editing that academics find so hard to understand? Yet again a university student has requested my help in preparing their thesis for submission. And yet again, and much as
When a virus spreads, the dictionary swells
It was only a few days ago that I suggested many of the words and phrases that have already become lingua franca during the recent global crisis were sure to be well in the running
The Perfect Wife weaves a near perfect tale
As one who is forever wary of book cover blurbs, I approached this much-praised offering with even more caution than usual. Look at those blasts from high-status reviewers: Mind-bending, Unputdownable, Masterful. Surely hyperbole gone mad.
It may be just a small point to you …
WHAT is it about apostrophes that is so difficult to understand? Yes, I am well aware it’s a question that has been asked hundreds of times before. But we remain none the wiser – certainly
Strewth, it’s Strine
You’ve gotta love what the Aussies can do to the English language. No time was wasted Down Under in adapting linguistically to the present crisis. A sample of the latest OzSpeak: “Me boss tested posi
Watch out! The muse has struck
Uninvited, but more welcome than a cold shower on a stinking hot day in Melbourne, my muse has reappeared. As usual, she came from nowhere and without a prompt. I was merely taking s stroll
Memoir dilemma: knowing when to stop
Which is what makes (memoir writing) an endlessly fascinating and enjoyable field of writing endeavour
Bromo is back!
Exciting times today. After months of dithering and procrastination I recently got off my backside and did something about getting my next book out there into the public gaze. Now, thanks to the wonderful people