I’ve got a confession to make.For anybody who knows me well, I don’t think this will come as a big shock. But anyway, here goes. I’m not really a grown up. There. I’ve said it. It’s all out in the open. Just to qualify a few things. I suppose I look like a grown up.

Today I’m back in promo mode. All of this weekend (July 13-14) I’m participating in an extremely excellent event – the Sci-Fi Fantasy Kindle Event organised by Tim Flanagan. So what is involved in this fine event? 36 authors are offering up a variety of their books, all at the special sale price of 99c/75p.

I can’t believe it. Somehow or other, six months have just slipped past, and before I even had time to breathe, I suddenly find that we’ve passed the halfway mark for the year. At times like these, I feel like sitting down, pulling right back on the silly, and having a good old reflect on

I’ve never been one for autographs. It’s always struck me as a bit too sycophantic – while I like to admire people, there’s a sense of putting them up a bit too high on a pedestal. Maybe even something a bit desperate or fetishistic. Of course, like all of of my hard and fast rules,

Everybody tells me that the best thing I can do as a writer is write a series. I can understand why. You get your reader hooked and then they’ll keep coming back, wanting to know exactly what happens next. You get them to build up a strong relationship with your characters, so they’ll really care