Wednesday, 8 January 2014

Along Came a Spider...


When I was younger, I used to watch a programme called London’s Burning.  Carrie, a resident of these here parts, actually believes London did burn and she’s the only survivor.  Carrie, of the red hair, red eyes and ready for anything, isn’t entirely wrong, thanks to the latest person to wander into the recreation room...

 

Ey up, there.  What’s your name? 

Stephen Leather.

 

Hello Stephen.  Where are you from? 

Manchester.

 

I’ve been there a few times for concerts and flights, and almost moved close by for work.  Do you like living there?  If not, where would your favourite place to live be?  Is yes, where would you least like to live? 

I don’t live there anymore. I’m in Bangkok most of the time, which is pretty much my favourite place, though I’m a big fan of London, LA and Paris.  I have lived in Bath, Exeter, Glasgow, London, Hong Kong, Paris, Baltimore and Dublin.  Where would I least like to live? Somewhere cold and rainy, I think. Which I suppose would be Manchester!  I much prefer warm sunny places. But having said that I would love to spend some time in Alaska.

 

Alaska would be cool – literally!  Is this why you write thrillers?  They’re actually autobiographical and you’ve lived so many glamorous places because you’re a spy on the run?  Is being a writer is this your ‘day job’?

Oh yes, and has been for almost twenty-five years.  Before that I was a journalist with staff jobs on the Glasgow Herald, The Daily Mirror, The Daily Mail, the South China Morning Post and The Times, so I have been writing professionally for more than thirty years.

 

That sounds like a dream job.  I know someone who’d love to be able to do that.  Tell me about your latest project.

I am working on the 11th Dan “Spider” Shepherd book, which will probably be called White Knights. It’s set mainly in Pakistan and will hopefully be action-packed. I plan to do many more stories about Shepherd. He has his own website at www.danspidershepherd.com.

 

My new book in the Jack Nightingale series is published on January 16.  Nightingale is a supernatural detective investigating mainly occult cases and they are fun books to write.  This one is called Lastnight and someone is murdering Goths!  I spent a lot of time hanging out with Goths for research.



I like Spider already.  I actually have my own blog and twitter account, though I prefer to hijack Mr. Allan’s nowadays.  It’s a guilty pleasure of mine – plus it winds him up.  I wonder what Goths are like to hang out with?  Dark and mysterious?  The same as us ‘normal’ people?  How do you feel about bacon?  A crazy person once said it was the food of the gods.  OK, I admit that person was myself...

I love bacon. It is probably my favourite food. I am highly suspicious of any society that forbids bacon.

 

A society could possibly forbid bacon?  That’s crazy!  Trust me, I know!  What is your favourite film?

Buffy The Vampire Slayer, no question.  Not the TV series, that I never enjoyed. The movie is very tongue in cheek and has some great hammy performances by the likes of Donald Sutherland and Rutger Hauer.

 

Very good choice.  I completely agree with you on their performances.  They must have had a great time doing it.  It kind of gets forgotten that there even is a movie version after the series being so popular.  You’ve written for London’s Burning, the TV show.  I used to love that.  Have you had any pyromaniacal tendencies, wished you had, or written them into your characters?

I did use to set fire to things when I was younger, but I grew out of it. I do remember dropping bits of tissue onto an electric fire to watch them burst into flames.  A piece of tissue dropped away from the element and I used a poker to move it.  The shock threw me across the room.  It was only when I did it a second time that I realised I was getting an electric shock.  There is a fire scene in Lastnight, and a very burned body.  I think there is a great thriller to be written about an arson investigator – it’s on my to-do list.

 

And would the investigator be the perpetrator?  Oh, if I got a shock like that, it would probably put me off ever doing it a second time.  Does that make you brave or...?  Anywho-be-do.  Have you always wanted to be a writer, or is it something you found yourself doing one day?

Always.  Since I was a kid.  I tried to write as a student but never got beyond a few pages. It was only after I’d worked as a journalist for ten years that I had the necessary skills to write a novel.  They say that it takes 10,000 hours to acquire any skill and I did my 10,000 hours as a journalist.

 

That Shaun Allan guy is similar.  He’s written since being a child and kept trying to write a novel but only getting so far.  Apparently I started off as a short story!  Can you believe it?  As if I’d shut up after only a few pages!  Do you have so many ideas they dribble out of your nose if you don’t get them down, or do you have to hunt around the floor and the back of your sofa to find where your Muse is hiding?

I have literally a dozen ideas for books that I could sit down and write now if I only had the time. I used to think that creativity was like a well and that if you visit it enough times it will run dry. In fact it’s more like a muscle – the more you use it, the stronger it gets.

 

That’s well said (no pun intended, honest).  The more you write, the more you practice the muscles and hone the art (I hope).  So, if you were in an asylum, what would your particular delusion or psychosis be?

That the world doesn’t actually exist and we are all in a computer simulation a la Matrix.

 

Are you saying that’s not the case?  I ponder the same thing in my second ‘memoir’.  If you killed your mother in such a world, would it be ‘matricide’ or ‘matrixide’?  What genre(s) do you write?

I have written thrillers and occult stories, but also war stories, science fiction and erotica.  I am also planning a Western.  The great thing about ePublishing is that you can write in any genre you want – you don’t have a publisher telling you that they want the next book to be similar to the last one!

 

Too true.  You’re your own boss.  I’ve never read a western, but enjoy the films.  I somehow doubt yours would be run of the mill, though.  That’s a wide range of books.  What genres(s) do you read?

Biographies, mainly.

 

I’ve only ever read one.  It was Michael McIntyre’s.  Very funny.  I’ve not been tempted by any others, though.  If these are the same, what attracts you to them.  If they’re different, why do you think that is?

Once you start writing thrillers it’s hard to read them for pleasure. A similar thing happened to me with newspapers. When I was younger I would devour them, and spend all day Sunday reading them.  But once I became a journalist reading them became work and now I rarely read a newspaper. If I do read one it’s with a critical eye, looking for mistakes and typos. I am a huge TV watcher but having written for TV (London’s Burning, The Knock, Murder In Mind) I find that I can’t watch TV for pleasure.  Once you know that most shows are filmed with a single camera it really does spoil the enjoyment.  I look for continuity errors and always spot when an actor emphasises the wrong word.  The same has happened with books. I almost never read a thriller for fun. I know that if a gun goes into a desk drawer in chapter three, it’ll be used to shoot someone before the end of the book.

 

I know a few people who do that with films – work out the end or why, where and how.  I don’t.  I switch off all that and enjoy the ride.  But, if it’s actually your job anyway, I’m sure it would become something of a chore.  I thought I’d tire of pretending to be crazy, being one of the only sane people in here.  It seems I can’t leave though...  But, bacon – just cooked or crispy?

There’s nothing worse than undercooked bacon. Horrible.  And I really don’t like it crispy. It has to be just right. Well cooked but not crispy. And never smoked. Bacon shouldn’t be smoked. And best back over streaky, every time. And whoever thought that bacon sandwiches need lettuce and tomato really should be in the asylum.

 

A man after my own heart attack.  That’s exactly how it should be, though I like a bit of crisp.  And I think there’s a few like that in here now – though they won’t know what bacon is anymore.  We’re not sure what any of the food is anymore!  Now you’re in the asylum with me, how do you aim to get out?  Do you have an escape plan?

I have a number I can call in case of emergencies such as this. A highly-trained team of armed men will come for me.  I have never had to use the number so far, but I am assured that it works. I also have a Breitling Emergency watch which will, when activated, result in a helicopter coming to pick me up. That’s what I’m told, anyway.

 

They’d have to get through Claire on reception first.  Good luck with that.

 

Well, that was certainly a pleasure.  I think Stephen fits in quite well here.  I hope, if his helicopter does drop by, he takes Mucous Mickey with him.  Mickey has always wanted to ride in a helicopter.  He’d need a long roll of tissue though.  The high altitude would play havoc with his sinuses.



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Monday, 30 December 2013

Spoiling by the BBC


The BBC are spoiling me.  Really they are.

 

I had awaited, with breath bated, Christmas Day when I knew Matt Smith would regenerate into Peter Capaldi and we'd had a new era of Doctor Who.  The day was upon us and, due to it being Christmas Day and me having various Chrismassy/family things to do, I had to watch it on my tablet on catch-up later.



That was fine, I didn't mind.  I just needed to watch it.  I'm a little unsure about the episode.  When the wonderful David Tennant transformed into Matt, there was a lot more action and tension.  Probably because this hand-over was spread over 300 years or so, that tension somewhat evaporated.

 

Still.  I enjoyed it.  It was a very different episode to the normal 'Phoenix from the ashes' we're used to.  We saw The Doctor age, something that was, until now, unheard of.  I liked that touch.  It was, also, good to see the Crack back, and the Silence - though they could have been built upon.  I wonder if Clara's tears as she said goodbye to 'her' Doctor were real?  Capaldi's first line ("new kidneys") mirrored Tennant's "new teeth", which was a nice touch.  Let's hope he can shine as bright in the Whovian Universe as his predecessors have.

 

When Eccleston reinvented The Doctor, I didn't think anyone could fill his shoes, especially someone I'd only known from Casanova.  Of course, for me at least, David Tennant equalled Tom Baker. Matt Smith had a very hard act to follow and did so very well, becoming a much more physical and madcap Doctor.

 

With Capaldi, we've returned to William Hartnell's age, the previous Doctors growing steadily younger, and we have a whole new slew of regenerations available inside him.  I'm pleased he began with humour, and I'm sure he'll be able to bring a certain darkness we've not seen before.

 

So.  Doctor Who.  Cool.

 

THEN...!

 

I heard on the radio, after a multitude of 'Coming Soon' ads on the TV and the Many Happy Returns minisode on the Internet, that Sherlock is back on New Year's Day!

 

Whoop!



This is the third, and I assume final given that Cumberbatch is now known worldwide thanks to Star Trek and The Hobbit (along with Martin Freeman - his Watson), series of the updated Sherlock series.  I have loved the series so far.  Really loved it.  From the comedic elements of dogging in the Hound of the Baskervilles to Sherlock's sharpness and intellect.  And I thought the end of series 2 (no spoilers for those that haven't seen it) was EPIC!

 

So, New Year's Day, BBC1, 9pm, I know where I'll be!

 

Oh yes, and there's more.  I, myself, will be on BBC Radio Humberside from around 11:30am (UK) on Thursday January 2nd!  I'll be interviewed by Blair Jacobs on my involvement with the wonderful Christmas O'Clock charity anthology and my writing in general.  Drop by if you get chance.  Their website is http://www.bbc.co.uk/radiohumberside.


 

Oh, and if only they actually did the episode where the Doctor comes to visit Sherlock and Watson, as per the little teaser trailer someone (I don’t think it’s official) has spliced together and scattered about the internet.  It looks SO good!

 

Tuesday, 24 December 2013

Someone's Stolen Christmas!

You'd Better Watch Out

 

You'd better watch out

You'd better beware

You'd better not shout

You'd better take care

 

Cos someone's

Stolen Christmas

This year

 

The elves are about

Searching everywhere

To find out who could

Ever really dare

 

Cos someone's

Stolen Christmas

This Year

 

They're hunting down the culprit

To see who it could be

They're finding who's

Been good or bad

 

And it could be you or me....

 

But it's getting close

To Christmas Day

And they just can't find

Who took it away

 

Cos someone's

Stolen Christmas

This year

 

So if it occurs

That the thief isn't found

Christmas just won't be

This time around

 

Cos someone's

Stolen Christmas

This year

 

The elves are really trying

But can't figure it out

And if they don't solve it in time

This year we'll have to go without

 

It's not looking good

They're scratching their heads

Now they're giving up

And going to bed

 

Now Christmas

Isn't coming

This year!


--


Originally found in my book Rudolph Saves Christmas, a little something for your enjoyment!

Christmas is coming...


Christmas is coming.  The goose is getting fat, but I eat turkey, so I'm not too fussed 'bout that.  I'm waiting for the snow to fall and the temperature to drop, for the river outside my house to freeze and the world to come to a stop.

 

And though the ducks will walk on water and the air will be just biting, I'll be fine with pen and paper, as long as I am writing.

 

This time last year I was in good cheer, for my second book was done.  It all had raced in such a blur, but now the race was won.  And since back then, I have been blessed with reviews so very fine.  My so long journey went so fast, and my books can surely shine!

 

Now Christmas is coming once again and more books I have in store, like Zits'n'Bits and Rudolph, and soon so many more.

 

I love to write, creating worlds no man has walked upon, and to take a reader by the hand and share with everyone.  I also love to find myself taken by a writer's hand, and led to places far and wide, discovering whole new lands.

 

I guess that on my Christmas list, I'd ask for a few more hours.  For writing, reading, marketing you need some special powers!  Just a couple, five or so, more hours in the day and I might get to do the things that keep on slipping away.  Work and life and family I thoroughly enjoy, but to fit it into 24, I'd have more me's to employ!

 

But so it is and such is life, it only makes us stronger.  But, Santa, if you're listening, can you make my days a little longer?

The Cats Pyjamas Burlesque

Burlesque.

 

In a previous post I’ve gone into the history of both the term and the show because of an evening spent at the Yardbirds Rock Club in Grimsby.  I told of how my wife and I had a great night, though the first half was better than the last.

 

Well, Saturday brought our second foray into the world of wonder that is Burlesque.  I can safely say both halves of the show, performed by The Cats Pyjamas Burlesque Cooperative, where equally excellent.

 

We almost didn’t it make on the night.  Our babysitter told us, at the last moment, she had pleurisy.  Even without the fact our youngest is prone to chest infections and at risk from pneumonia, we couldn’t let her still come.  For a while, we were pretty much stranded, then my mother-in-law stepped into the breach and agreed to babysit.  Yay!

 

It wouldn’t have been so bad but we were meeting friends – burlesque regulars – there and they’d sorted the tickets.

 

I’m currently experiencing severe back pain, so getting dressed in my tuxedo was an unpleasant experience for me and probably quite funny for anyone else!  Yes, a tux isn’t my regular attire when visiting the Yardbirds, a brilliant (as I’ve attested before) place for a great night out, but the theme was James Bond – and I look good in a suit!

 

I wasn’t looking forward to standing all night as the pain in my back gets more intense when I stand still, but hey ho.  I wasn’t going to let it spoil the night.

 

We arrived about 15 minutes before the show was due to start.  Enough time to pick a spot and get a drink.  There were plenty of people in suits and dresses, looking very smart and glamorous.  One guy was dressed only in tight swimming shorts and another had an amazing costume based on whichever Bond film featured New Orleans voodoo (who do you do what remind me of the babe).  His outfit and makeup was brilliant.

 

One of the things that made the previous show we’d been to so enjoyable was the host, Snappy O’Shea.  She has a great repertoire and rapport and is fast and sharp.  She consistently had everyone laughing and this night was no exception.  Snappy’s quickfire routine was spot on the mark and had all of us joining in.

 

Last time, there was a large humour portion to the show.  They had the 50 Shades of Beige and the lollipop lady and more.  SOOO funny.  This time, the humour part of the dances was put aside to encompass the ‘Double Oh Heaven’ theme.  There were still laughs aplenty thanks to Snappy and her wonderful relationship with the dancers and stage people, such as Stormy, but the acts themselves were more classy and demure, in the main.  To a certain extent, I did miss this, but the dancers definitely made up for it.  They were beautiful and made sure we had something great to watch.  Each deserved their applause and cheers.

 

Special mention must go to Kiki DeVille, the Australian singer who opened and closed the show, and popped up (ooer missus) a couple of times between.  She was a fab singer, and her songs were brilliant.  We really felt for her poor wet, hot, bald pussy – the poor cat!

 

I didn’t win on the raffle this time, but, thanks to Snappy and the delightful Busty Goodrack (Kerching!) I didn’t seem to mind!

 

All in all, a brilliant show.  I’m looking forward to February 8th, when the Valentine special is on.  I’ve seen a good few acts at the Yardbirds, and it’s a great venue.  The Cats Pyjamas most certainly is the dog’s bananas!

Tuesday, 17 December 2013

What time is it? Christmas O'Clock!


A couple of years ago, I sat down to write some of the sequel to Sin.  As usual I had no idea what I was going to write, but I knew Sin would be 'strutting his stuff'.

 

1,000 words later, I discovered I'd written the beginning of a story which came to be titled 'Rudolph Saves Christmas'!  In the story, Rudolph (you’ll never guess) had to save Christmas!  No, really.

 

Anywho.  I have no idea how venturing into the world of an escaped lunatic who kills people with his mind could morph into a children’s Christmas story, but that’s pretty much how I work.  I just write.  I’ve just read an excellent blog post by Connie J. Jasperson, the author of the equally excellent Tower of Bones series on how she’s forcing herself to work to an outline to ensure things happen in her books the way she wants or needs them to.  I wish, sometimes, I could do that.

 

It appears I can’t.  Hence Santa from Sin.

 

I’m a member of the Myrddin Publishing Group and, under their banner, published my anthology Dark Places.  A number of the talented authors from the group, including Connie, have lent those talents to a very seasonal collection, with all of the proceeds going to charity.

 

The collection is called Christmas O’Clock and contains two books and six stories with subjects ranging from Magic Coal, a girl who has to face the North Pole courts to clear her name from the Naughty List and playing Scrooge in a school play.


The charity we’ve chosen is Water for Life, an international project aiming at helping people develop safe and sustainable water sources for their communities.  The charity’s website is www.waterforlife.org.

 

I join forces with such authors as Alison DeLuca, Nicole Antonia Carson, Connie Jasperson, Irene Roth Luvaul and Mary K. Mitchell in the collection, each of whom have successful books in steampunk, fantasy and more.

 

You can find Christmas O’Clock at the following places:

 

Amazon US:

Ebook: http://amzn.to/CoCusE

Print: http://amzn.to/CoCprint

 

Amazon UK:

Ebook: http://amzn.to/CoCukE

Print: http://amzn.to/CoCprintUK

 

Anyone who buys a copy of the book is welcome to a free copy of either Zits’n’Bits or Rudolph Saves Christmas, my own children’s books.  Just contact me through either my website or my Facebook page and leave me a message and I’ll be in touch!

 

 

Tuesday, 10 December 2013

Promises, promises...


Oops.  I had a story to tell and I had only so many words to use, but the idea didn't want to listen and spilled over, creating a bit of a flood - at least in comparison to what was initially needed.

 

As such, I have a lot of trimming to do!

 

When I visited the wonderful Writebulb peeps, I took part in their writing challenge.  My commitment was to write a 1,000 word flash fiction called The Masquerade, and finish my children’s story ‘Puddlebrain’.  The first part of this seemed easy.  A thousand words?  No problem.  The second part was also a cinch.  I knew exactly where Puddlebrain was going.  I could bash that down without no worries.

 

OK.  I should have been committed for my commitment.

 

Since I was there, which, granted was a little while ago and should have given me plenty of time, it’s been a little hectic.  But then, when isn’t my life?  And, as is usually the case – just look at Sin – my ideas don’t conform to a word count.

 

I don’t control the stories.  They control me, in a fashion.  As I’ve said before, I don’t plan or outline, I simply write.

 

So.  1,000 words?  When I reached 1,500 words I thought I was close to the end and it’d be fairly simple to trim it down to meet the flash requirements.  I could keep the ‘full-fat’ version for my upcoming anthology Darker Places but whittle away bits to squeeze into the margins.  As it was, I left out a little scene I wanted to put in, so I could work that into the final version too.

 

I finished the story yesterday.  It’s around 2,650 words.

 

Oops...

 

A friend of mine from America, Cindy Harper, suggested I keep the current story and write another.  I’d love to.  Unfortunately, the deadline is this weekend, and I have an interview to do and a blog post for Sin.  And I have to bin 1,600 words!  So, perhaps not.  I’m not sure what would be quicker, writing 1,000 words or deleting 1,600, but the latter seems to be the faster option.

 

As for Puddlebrain?  She’s still lost in The Grimace, though it’s leading her out to face The Shadow.  I know this.  I can picture it.  I’ve run through the scenes and the dialogue.  I just haven’t managed to write it down yet.  But I will, and soon.

 

Just perhaps not by the end of the week.

 

So.  I knew that time ran away from me like a teenager in a slasher movie.  I knew whatever I wanted to do would actually be a struggle when it came down to it.  But I still said I would do it.  Silly billy.

 

Anywho.  Hopefully I’ll get the flash fiction sorted and delivered.  Then I can work on Puddlebrain and have it finished and get some beta readers on the case.

 

And then I may manage to talk to the police about what’s going to happen to Sin now he’s in handcuffs...

 

Time, though art mine friend and mine enemy in equal parts.  Why dost thou entwine thyself in my dilemmas?


Or something...