I’m in a liminal space, writing-wise, right now. My editor, the wonderful Krystyna Green, is retiring at the end of this year. Krystyna has been my editor ever since she acquired my books for Constable/ Little, Brown/ Hachette…
I’ve been feasting mind, soul and (unfortunately?) body over the last two weeks. There’s been so much going on here… or maybe I only notice between book drafts! First of all, though, I got to go back to our neighbourhood kopitiam…
I’ve pretty much finished the cardigan I was knitting as I worked on the last book. I like to have a craft project running alongside the ‘big’ writing projects because there are times, in the middle of these six to eight month writing projects…
I have guests in my office—my guppies are in a temporary tank here because their larger (approx 120 L) fish tank by our bed sprang a leak in the middle of the night. That’s a lot of water, but fortunately it’s a slow leak and I should be able to get all my fishy charges out in time…
I’ve finally submitted the draft, so now I’m in the waiting-for-edits limbo and all my writing parasites are surfacing. You’d think I’d jump into all the things I’d been putting off—all the books I wanted to read, the exhibitions I wanted to go over, the shows I wanted to watch–but Plot Twist…
I’m in the really final Stretch of finishing my latest Tree History Mystery and yes, 3 kg heavier than when I started. But by now I’ve come to realise it’s part of the process…
I’m pushing through reworking the (hopefully) final, submittable draft of the next book–already missed first deadline and it looks like I’m going to be missing…
It’s Bouchercon Week! Even though I’m not anywhere near Nashville, I already imagine (and miss) all the conversations that will be going on in the Bouchercon Bar…
I’ve been trying to finish a draft–after a reshaping shift because apparently Americans won’t be uncomfortable…
I’ve always found it difficult learning things that intimidate me–and it doesn’t help that most things I don’t understand do intimidate me. And one of the things I find…
Singapore is a very small island–you can drive across it, coast to coast at its widest point, in under an hour. But still, when you’re underground. especially when you’ve just entered one of the tunnel expressways…
It was Father’s Day last Sunday–that’s my excuse to post this ancient photo of me with my (late) dad and mum. I remember telling my dad when I was nine…
Thanks to another visiting friend (one into maths rather than murder mysteries) we were hunting down Shanghainese restaurants this last week…
Thank you to Grace Koshida for sharing Part 2 of her Singapore experiences!
I’m handing the mic over to a friend today–Grace Koshida of Ottawa, Canada…
In the old days before ebooks and library access (back then I only got to go to the national library on Stamford Road…
On the domestic front, renovations are pretty much done (and our bathroom…
Right now in Singapore we’re in a ‘fasting’ period leading up to two big festivals…
Breakthroughs of the brick and mortar sort, I mean–it’s renovation time here! Sorry in advance, but this is going to be a dusty, grimy, messy and unfinished post…
It’s been a tough couple of weeks here. The meniscus in my left knee got torn in a fall and some very effective antibiotics wiped out my gut bacteria meaning lots of loo visits… which the knee wasn’t very happy about…
Happy Year of the Dragon, everyone!
Singapore welcomed the Year of the Dragon last Saturday with a mix of tradition and technology, in a 10 minute show…