First, there was David Bowie, such a wonderfully creative man, the brilliant actor Alan Rickman who I'll always remember as an irreverent angel, Glenn Frey from the Eagles, then finally the velvet tones and kindly ways of Terry Wogan. January seems to have left the world a little less colourful.
So February needs to be a new beginning, with fresh colour and creativity, and a renewed intent. That's how I'm treating it. Let's get this year started.
Novel 1 is still away with a handful of literary agents so I'm working on the next two novels. After eight rejections that all had much the same feedback (loved reading this, keep sending it out, but it's not for us), I posed the question to writer Kelly Hashway whether these agents were just being polite or if I actually had something worthwhile. She answered on her blog,
"So this rejection means just what it says. You're doing everything right. You wrote a great book. Now find that agent who loves it as much as you do. He or she is out there somewhere."
You can read the full article here.
Murdering The Text
Along with the work on my novels, I've also been drafting a new murder mystery script which will probably include the most catty dialogue I've written in a while. Always fun to pen.
As usual, I've had plenty of reading copy requests from clients, old and new, as amateur dramatics groups and fundraisers start to organise their diaries.
I've kept to my 2016 reading schedule and finished the first book on my list, Sepulchre by Kate Mosse. Next up is Small Kindnesses by Satya Robyn.
Leonard Mutch has just discovered his wife was lying to him for years - but can he bear to uncover the truth?
Leonard and Rose Mutch were happily married for forty years but after her sudden death, Leonard is shocked to find a train ticket in her handbag to a town Rose had never visited. Then a letter arrives from a childhood friend of Rose's, hinting at a past she never told him about.
Reluctantly embarking on an investigation into the life of the woman he thought he knew as well as himself, Leonard is faced with questions that threaten to destroy his happy memories. Why did Rose secretly leave work every Tuesday? Why did she tell lies about her family? And why is their daughter so desperate for him to stop digging into the past?
As his whole life threatens to unravel, Leonard must make an impossible choice - between his memories and a truth he could never have imagined.
After a return to exercise in January, I've stupidly injured my shoulder again. It's nowhere near as bad as the original injury though so February will see me taking plenty of exercise from the waist down (walking) while my shoulder repairs itself. It'll set me in good stead for the autumn when we plan to buy a dog.
A couple of years ago, I gave up sugar (or most of it) when I started a low carb eating plan. Last year, I fell off the wagon though and have felt lousy ever since. February marks my return to cutting sugar from my diet as much as possible. Wish me luck.
So there you have it. My February - my new start. What have you got planned?