Welcome to my blog. I'll be writing about the things that interest me - and interest you too. There will be less political commentary and more on other issues. These will include my trials and tribulations with the publishing world, personal views and experiences, and strange unexplained phenomena...
We were on a camp site in Beddgelert Forest in North
Wales. On one of my trips to the toilet block, I thought how often it happens
that someone goes into the cubicle next to yours – even when the others are
empty. Then I began thinking, supposing that there was a purpose to it, and
that the person doing it was stalking you for something bad you’d done.
Over the next day I had almost the entire plot of a story in my
head, including the title. I began writing it in the caravan, and finished it
while we were on a cruise to the Arctic Circle a week or so later. The urge
to write it down was so strong, that it interrupted work on The Devil Inside, the sequel to my
novel, Stench of Evil.
This photograph almost got us arrested!
For the eBook publication, I also had to create a
cover illustration. I knew what I wanted – a cubicle door ajar, with a hand
gripping it. While we were still in North Wales, and I was halfway through the
story, we visited a town (which shall remain nameless) and parked near to a
public toilet. It was a quiet day. We had the camera, so we could get some
photographs of me gripping a cubicle door.
There was a possibility of us being caught of course. Imagine
someone walking in and my wife’s taking flash photographs of me! Who would
believe the explanation? If that did happen, I decided it would be a lesser
crime if Linda was caught in the men’s loos, rather than me in the lady’s.
I told her to wait outside while I went in to make
sure the coast was clear. It was, but as I came out a man brushed past me in a uniform. His
van was immediately outside and it was obvious from the writing on it that he was from the council,
and was inspecting the facilities! If he’d come just two minutes later...
We waited for him to depart, then like a military
exercise, we dove inside and quickly (very quickly) took some shots. The
results are here to see. The things we do for Art...