I actually wrote a few pages of my next Radwinter book last night – when I say next, I still have a completed novel waiting to be published, written before the time the world stopped as we were locked down. Technical difficulties haven’t helped but fingers crossed and a new computer, they should be sorted soon. So with any lucky, Radwinter VIII, possibly titled ‘Riptide’, should appear very belatedly over the summer. This might have been my last in the series except a new idea has occurred to me, last night and an initial chapter arrived!
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I have literally dozens of short stories, some written for the writing group, some have just arrived from things I’ve observed or imagined. I still jot down odd thoughts and observations on my phone, and some of these may become new stories:
- partner of chaos
- ship – The Pickle
- In the olden days, sailors used to tap their biscuits until the weevils dropped out, and then they would hold weevil races (true story from Pat in the pub who was a captain!)
- we saw a woman fighting a man ng a mop, in Glastonbury of course
- from the unknown to the known
- Robert Stanek – American writer, novelist and artist
- the mole people
- Tor’s cabinet of curiosities
- pigeon through the grill
- the seventh wave
- the art of travel
- Elmet – Ted Hughes
My featured image is of a tree in the grounds of the ruined Glastonbury Abbey
Lois Elsden 