Saturday, January 16, 2016

Home Beckons


Jeff—Saturday

I am so jealous this week of my blogmates. Their posts show them travelling off to Florence (not Kentucky), Paris (not Texas), Hong Kong (via the land of King Kong), and hobbiting in Scotland (are there one or two “t”s in hobbiting?), while I sit in Washington (neither the DC nor the state versions thereof) down in the heart of southwest Pennsylvania’s natural gas fracking territory close by its border with West Virginia. 

That's me, in the lower left corner.

It is home to a gem of a picture postcard college where I once again have the privilege of playing professor for a month to a dozen mystery-writing students.  But it’s also proving to be an endless source of Stephen King-like inspirational moments—both in characters and settings.  




In juxtaposition to my current locale are photos and videos contained in the daily missives (I consider them more like missiles for their destructive effect upon my psyche) from my Mykonos friends enticing me to return home to the off-season beauty of our island.  How can one not miss such a beautiful place; filled with people who live by the philosophy of, when all about you is crumbling, don’t mope, get out and enjoy life for what you have.  Viva the Mediterranean attitude!










But nothing touched me more than this brief British Pathé film clip of Mykonos 50 years ago. It is of a time long passed…unless you happen to be on Mykonos during the off season.

Perhaps it is time to go home.

Rhenia, Delos, Mykonos (Left to right)

Soon.


 —Jeff

Friday, January 15, 2016

A Sliver of Sivers



                                   

It will become clear why my guest blogger this week is Dave Sivers. Most of you will recognise him from Crimefest where he hangs around the bar waiting for a Scottish  crime writer to buy him a drink - and that  never happens of course.

Seriously though, he made a passing visit to Glasgow last week, so I nabbed him and interviewed him for the blog, asking him some serious and some not so serious questions.

He has a very English accent. An accent that I think belongs to spies. So, in my mind, he is a spy. In my universe, he is a master of intelligence. Not the James Bondy spy shooting people but the more Smiley type of spy (as in John Le Carre not somebody of a happy disposition). I would imagine him strolling along beside the pond at St James Park and feeding the ducks. Another  man would then walk up and stand beside him... and a conversation will commence.
'Jeffrey looks good in his tutu by the Danube at night.'
'Indeed, and when the night pig flies, EvKa will also be eating risotto'

And that is very Kim Philby etc etc

But Dave Sivers is not a spy, he is a fan of Queen's Park Rangers.  One of three I believe.


Here is how he stood up to my interrogation....



              Are you a spy?
Err… no. NO! Definitely not.

2)      Are you sure you’re not a spy?
I think I’d know, wouldn’t I? I mean unless someone planted a micro-camera on me, like some sort of espionage mule. I think the footage would be a bit dull, to be honest.
                                     
                                         This is not an espionage mule, but he had a lovely smiley face...(happt disposition etc)

3)      Would you tell me if you were?
I guess I’d have to kill you if I did, which would be a shame. Between us we could probably come up with a nice, grisly method though.


4)      Would you ever have a crime writing encounter in the toilets at QPR?
I’m not even sure I want to understand that question! Have you seen those toilets? Thanks for plugging my team, all the same.
                                 
                                     QPR's most famous player is Stanley Bowles. During a televised target shooting programme he once shot the table the pistol was resting on by mistake...


5)      You’re very well-travelled, what is your favourite place in the world?  The blog features writers who write about Scotland, England, Norway, Greece, South America, South Africa, India, Japan, France and others ( that  was in no order of importance!!) How many of them have you visited. Was Scotland best?
The Chilterns, right where I live, is pretty hard to beat. Scotland’s good – I had a great time in the Bens and Glens many years ago. Favourite places to travel, though? Tough. New Orleans was unquestionably my favourite city ever, although I went the year before Katrina - going back one day is on the bucket list. New Zealand is probably the one country I’d consider living if I didn’t live here. I loved South Africa too. On your list, South America and Japan are the only ones I’ve yet to visit.
                                      
               This is photograph of a Chiltern from the Daily Mail. Not very pointy mountains!

6)      Tell us about Archer & Baines?
DI Lizzie Archer and DS Dan Baines work out of Aylesbury police station, and cover Aylesbury Vale, the part of Buckinghamshire where I live. Archer transferred in from the Met in the first book, The Scars Beneath the Soul, hoping for a fresh start after a horrific incident left her facially disfigured and shattered her self-confidence. Baines’s wife was murdered and his small son abducted by a serial killer over a decade ago, and he still doesn’t know if his son is alive – but a teenage version of the boy haunts him in dreams and waking visions. Baines is also in love with his dead wife’s identical twin sister. When I planned the series, I wanted two protagonists with powerful back stories that would make readers want to know what happened to them next. So each book has new crimes and mysteries, but also new developments in the characters’ lives.
                                              


7)      Like me, you have another job as well. Do you have a writing routine?
My other job is part-time and has no set routine, either when I work or where, although I do have quite a bit of notice. I also have an allotment on which things need to be done at certain times of year, and those jobs can be quite weather-sensitive. So I plan from week to week and build in writing sessions where I can. I do try to put in an hour before breakfast  most days and also aim for a solid half-day during the week whenever the diary allows. I am able to write on trains and in cafes though, so even otherwise busy weeks can have quite a bit of writing squeezed in.

                                     
                                         To be Hank, is rhyming slang for being hungry.
                                               You should be able to work that out yourself.


8)      How many languages do you speak? Do you speak cockney rhyming slang?
I speak English moderately well and managed better than I expected with my rusty, failed O Level, schoolboy French in Provence a few years back. I’ve been accused of speaking double Dutch and rubbish. I know quite a few cockney rhyming slang phrases, but doesn’t feature much in my everyday dialogue. I don’t want to be mistaken for an extra from My Fair Lady or, even worse, a Dick Van Dyke fanboy.

                                                   
9)      Why do you independently publish?
I’m a lifelong scribbler. When I took early retirement from the day job, I’d been seriously trying to get a novel published for an awfully long time. Feedback from agents, publishers and readers whose critical opinion I trusted was very good, but the traditional deal wasn’t happening. I originally dipped my toe in the indie ebook water just because I needed to try something different. Five books on, with the sixth almost here, I love the control that having my own business and brand gives me. The process that gets the book to market, in terms of editing (I now use a professional copy-editor as well as four trusted readers), putting together the book ‘package’, and drawing up a launch plan – but all the ultimate decisions are mine, including price and marketing strategies. I now publish in paperback as well as ebook. I think if you’re professional, put the work in to offer the best product you possibly can, and – most important of all – write a good book, readers won’t know or care how it was published – they just want a good read. I’d never say never about anything, but I’m more than happy with my writing job as it is.

10)    The artwork for your covers is some of the best I have ever seen. Can you tell us how you  achieve that?
Thank you! But the simple answer is, I got lucky. The original Archer and Baines ebook covers I made myself, photoshopping relevant local scenes with fancy filters and adding text – and the response was quite complimentary. But when I decided to branch out into paperback, I knew I didn’t have the technical skills to get the dimensions just right, do the spine etc. I belong to the Alliance of Independent Authors (ALLi), which has a vibrant online forum. So I asked for recommendations for a cover designer, and the name that kept coming up was Jessica Bell. A glance at her website showed that she was exactly what I wanted, and it’s amazing having such a talented, professional artist on my team. She understands the brief and works with the author to get the cover just right. The Archer and Baines covers have drawn a huge number of admiring glances, and a number of other authors have used her services on the strength of them.

Reading Tolkien is a bad hobbit to get into.


11)    What  is the book you wish you had written?
That’s simple. The Lord of the Rings. Maybe with a side bet on any one of a number of Stephen Kings – Salem’s Lot, The Shining or Christine would do nicely.

                                              
12)   Any advice for the up and coming novelist?
Before you worry about your route to publication, really learn your writing craft. Read, read, read, especially the sort of stuff you want to write; do courses, but check out who’s teaching – I’ve seen courses on how to write a novel advertised with tutors who haven’t a published novel to their name; go to festivals and start networking and being exposed to panels and speakers on books and writing – you’ll come away inspired, with lots of buzzy new ideas. The surest way to disappoint yourself is to submit something to an agent, or self-publish it, before it’s really good to go.


It’s also never too soon to start building your online presence – a website, a blog, social media. Ideally, you need to have all this in place at least three years before your first book is published, because these days you’ll need those platforms, whether you’re traditionally or independently published. The online crime fiction community is incredibly friendly and generous in its support, and you’ll be able to see how experienced authors go about promoting their work before it’s your turn. 


Dave Sivers  15 01 2016

Thursday, January 14, 2016

Travel

Stanley - Thursday

Last week I indulged my addiction to airline food:  from peaceful, beautiful, and grey Copenhagen, to the City of Lights for a quick transfer and a couple of glasses of bubbly, to beautiful Cape Town at a scorching 34° C, to an even hotter Johannesburg, to Hong Kong for an infusion of energy, and finally to idyllic New Zealand to celebrate a good friend's son's wedding.

This week I want to share a few thoughts and pictures of Hog Kong, a city I first visited in 1979.  Even then, before its reversion to China, it was a bustling city.  But the bustle was offset by the pervasive colonial lifestyle enjoyed by the ex-pats.  Fortunately a cousin who lived there was able to show me around, introduce me to some of his friends, so I often had company as I toured the amazing city state.

Tall, short, new, old - Hong Kong
One of the enduring memories of that first visit was a day-long hike, complete with picnic, that I made on Lantau island.  Lantau was not connected to the mainland by any structure such as a bridge or rail link.  The ferry was it!  Lantau at the time was basically uninhabited, except for a picturesque Buddhist monastery up in the hills - a fine target to reach on the hike.  It made for a striking contrast to the bustle a few kilometres across the water.

Today Lantau is the site of the new Hong Kong International Airport, a massive, modern, efficient hub to almost every airline.  No more the curved approach to the old airport, dodging hills and skyscrapers, with the sea waiting patiently at the end of the runway.

Each time I have visited Hong Kong, I've been struck by its energy and growth.  But this time I was more than struck - I was blown away.  New buildings are going up everywhere, and the sky is filled with cranes.  Huge numbers of people have moved there, mainly from China proper, but also from every country on the planet.  The Hong Kong government website has this to say:
At the south-eastern tip of China, Hong Kong covers Hong Kong Island, Lantau Island, the Kowloon Peninsula and the New Territories, including 262 outlying islands. Between Hong Kong Island and the Kowloon Peninsula lies Victoria Harbour, one of the world's most renowned deep-water harbours.
  • Total area: 1 104 square kilometres
  • Land developed: less than 25%
  • Country parks and nature reserves: 40%
Hong Kong's population was approximately 7.24 million in 2014. People of Chinese descent comprise the vast majority of the population, with foreign nationals comprising 8%.
  • Population density: 6 650 people per square kilometre
  • Crude birth rate: 8.6 per 1000
  • Percentage of population Chinese descent: 91%
  • Other significant national groups
  • Philippines (168 850 total)
  • Indonesia (165 170 total)
  • India (28 920 total).
By comparison, New York City is 790 square kilometres with a density of 10,750 per square kilometre.  However, if one only takes the developed part of Hong Kong, the population density is over 26,000 per kilometre.


It is a city of huge contrasts, rich and poor, old (some) and new (lots), original and fake.

Other than walking, walking, and walking, and being accosted every other step either to have a suit and shirts made by the next day or to buy a genuinely fake Rolex, I took Mette to a delightful hang-over from colonial times, namely Afternoon Tea at the iconic Peninsula Hotel.  I am sure, not that long ago, that the clientele would have been almost exclusively White.  Now one sees a White face or two, every now and again.


A truly colonial hotel

One has to arrive in style

The foyer
The tea room - full every day
Wow!

The presentation is pretty good

Yummy!
I think it's a city well worth visiting, but, if you do so, make sure you have the time to travel outside the building limits to the New Territories or to some of the islands.

Here are our pictures.
14 stories of bamboo scaffolding

Impressive buildings
The view from the Star Ferry from Kowloon to Hong Kong island

Another view
Luxury goods are everywhere
Luxury

Real luxury, but fakes are everywhere
The Chinese like gold.

The Chinese love gold!
Even odd gold
Chow Tai Fook jewellers are on every block


Lots of colours

There are watches for sale everywhere - not all gebuine

People, cars, buildings

Chestnuts, Hong Kong style

Oh to be in the air-conditioning business

Beautiful old trees are supported.

Buy, buy, buy!

Even Marks and Sparks is there.


Hong Kong - an amazing place to visit
And I didn't even have time to visit the docks and the tens of thousands of containers.

    Tuesday, January 12, 2016

    some modern methods of murder for mystery writers

    It's a little hard to read but here's a recap: poisoned by artisanal brioche, run over by self-driving car, organic, locally sourced cyanide, exploding e-cigarette, strangled with smart-phone charger cable, bludgeoned with sustainable firewood, scorpion hidden in Uggs, pushed off cliff while Instagramming. While my books are set in Paris in the 1990's I can definitely adapt several of these methods in an organic sustainable way. It reminds me of MacGuyver who was way ahead of all this using simple and at hand items for saving the world. MacGuyver would prevent an explosion etc by manipulating household items, remember? Even in France these items are easily obtainable at the quincaillerie, the hardware store or at the supermarket Franprix. Ingenious, sustainable and organic. Crooks, the smart and successful crooks, I was told by a French flic, keep it simple.
    Here's two plots from the first season of MacGuyver: -MacGyver shorts out a missile timer with a bent paper clip causing the timer to stop, thus keeping the missile from detonating.
    -MacGyver plugs a sulfuric acid leak with chocolate. He states that chocolate contains sucrose and glucose. The acid reacts with the sugars to form elemental carbon and a thick gummy residue (proved to be correct on Mythbusters). I can definitely do this with one of Patrick Roger's chocolate pencils, or his chocolate gorilla - he sculpts with chocolate.
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    How about you? Cara - Tuesday

    Sunday, January 10, 2016

    Music to Write By: the soundtrack of the novel


    Well, Christmas is over and January always seems a bit of a lacklustre month. The days are starting to lighten fractionally, but I know full well that we have not yet seen the coldest part of winter. Even if the daffodils are somewhat optimistically poking up green shoots, spring seems a long way off.

    It’s not just the length of the days, however, it’s the quality of the light when it does finally put in an appearance. Dull and gloomy, requiring a desk lamp even at midday, and the fire lit by three o’clock in the afternoon.

    The roads are perpetually plastered in mud, and so are the sides of my car. The bike is tucked away in the garage. There’s rain on every forecast, and if we make it through to March without snow it will be a first. In fact, as I write this the news is predicting snow and sub-freezing temperatures in the next week.

    Perfect time of year, then, to be curled up inside, next to the aforementioned fire, with a book.

    And I’ve been doing plenty of reading, both for research and for pleasure.

    It’s also a good time to be indoors writing a book. I have a full schedule of work ahead of me that should last well past the rough weather and into the smooth. I’ve recently invested in a daylight lamp to banish the winter blues while I’m at my desk, and I’ve rediscovered one what has been in the past my strongest writing tools.

    Music.

    Although I no longer have my CD collection, I do have an external hard drive with most of the music contained on them loaded onto it. And in a lot of ways that’s even more conducive to writing. I’ve created a playlist of all my favourites, which I play in full Shuffle mode. Hours of music without having to get up to change a disc! The segues from one style to another are sometimes startling, but as these are all my favourites, there’s nothing I don’t like.

    Some people have to have a place of tranquillity and complete silence while they write. Others can work quite happily in a busy café with all kinds of hubbub going on around them. Back when I still had a day-job as a photographer, I used to get a lot of scribbling done in the car on the way to shoots. Music on the car stereo, and no distractions of the Internet, or just nipping to the kitchen to make another brew.

    (I was in the passenger seat for most of these trips, I ought to add, just in case you were wondering.)


    I’ve always found that music conveys atmosphere almost instantly. It’s why it’s the constant backdrop to movies, TV and advertising. What would James Bond be without that distinctive John Barry score?



    Or Jaws without the foreboding John Williams music to go along with it?



    Cyndi Lauper’s ‘True Colors’ has found its way into many adverts as well as an anti-bullying campaign because the melody is as haunting the lyrics.



    When I first heard Rachel Platten’s ‘Fight Song’, there was something about her voice from the moment she starts to sing. But as she goes into the chorus, it brings the hairs up on the back of my neck, the prickle in my chest. Instant emotion.



    And I’ve been watching quite a bit of freestyle Grand Prix dressage recently, including the qualifier for the 2016 Olympics which was held at Olympia in London just before Christmas. But this older test by Edward Gal of the Netherlands, on the great Moorlands Totilas shows how music can emphasise and accentuate something that is already stunning. They call it dancing horses, and you’d swear the horse is listening to and keeping time with the music.



    For me, listening to music while I write helps me to plug straight into an emotion or the kind of atmosphere I want to create. As long as the music is on low enough that it permeates my brain on an almost-subliminal level. I’ve found I can’t work well with headphones. It’s too immediate. I need a little distance in order for it to have its greatest effect.

    What about you? Do you listen to music while you write, or work, or do you prefer the sound of silence? And, if you listen while you type or scribble, what are your favourites?

    This week’s Word of the Week is cuckquean. I hadn’t come across this before, although its male equivalent, cuckold is far more common. Where a cuckold is the unwitting husband of an adulterous wife, so a cuckquean is the unwitting wife of an adulterous husband. Both have their roots from the cuckoo bird, which lays its eggs in other birds’ nests and leaves them to bring up young not their own. Sometimes shortened to cuck, it came into use in the mid 13th century. The important part is that the spouse should be deceived. A related word, for instance, is wittol, meaning a man who is aware of his wife’s infidelity and accepts it.