Editing Smediting

My reader will be aware that, for quite some time now, I’ve been working on a novel, The Beatle Man. That self-same reader will also be aware that, despite being finished in first draft, there remains much to do. Therein lies the problem. The editing/revision...

Heat Sinking

It has never been clear to me why I write. I certainly can’t remember why I started. I’m not really of a mind to work it out, doesn’t seem to matter. Why I continue to attempt to write a probably a more pertinent question. Given that it competes for...

Resurrected By (ahem) Popular Demand

To explain. I first started writing a novel, Orion’s Belt, back in the early nineties.I made it about 25,000 words in when life, circumstance, boredom caused me to stop.If I read it now, I file it under ‘not bad’. Truth is, its very unlikely to ever...

Youthful Writings

A rather frightening 16 years ago, I got on a train on a rainy Sunday night to go back to Glasgow. I sat at a table and started to write. Probably the first time I had ever consciously decided to write anything. What emerged will certainly win no prizes but its...

Return to Harlaw

Went back up to Harlaw today in the Pentland Hills.Not a great day for photography at all, windy, raining with only very brief moments of sunshine. Had some time to experiment with my new filters, mainly a circular polariser and and Cokin P grad filter. Not quite got...