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Trade Winds by Christina Courtenay

I knew I had to read this book as soon as I saw its gorgeous cover. It promised the irresistible lure of adventure on the high seas and more than delivered on that.

Set in 1732, Trade Winds tells the story of roguish and handsome Killian Kinross who is forced to leave his native Scotland and forge a new career in Sweden. There he meets and is able to help out Jess van Sandt, the spirited step-daughter of his new employer, by entering into a marriage of convenience with her. Shortly afterwards, he sets sail for China on a voyage which could make both their fortunes.

I got thoroughly caught up in the stories of Killian and Jess and loved them both, reading the book in two sittings because I just couldn’t put it down for any length of time and leave them hanging. They are such fantastic main characters that you’re really rooting for them.

This book is one of contrasts – feuding and happy families, love and passion, greed and self-sacrifice, loyalty and betrayal, adventure and the daily slog of survival.

Peopled with a great cast of characters who bring alive the period this novel is set in, it also provides a fascinating look at a period in history and at trading centres – Gothenburg in Sweden and Canton in China – with which I was less familiar.

I loved it and devoured it (Perhaps unsurprisingly as it’s published by ChocLit!) and will definitely be keeping a weather eye out for more of Christina Courtenay’s books in future.

You can read extracts from Trade Winds and find out more about both the book and its author on the ChocLit website. Alternatively, Christina has her own Author Website and you can Follow Christina on Twitter. She is also one of the contributors to a fantastic blog called The Heroine Addicts.

Without Alice by DJ Kirkby

I am thrilled to welcome D.J. Kirkby to The Nut Press today. D.J. is here as part of a blog tour to promote her debut novel Without Alice.

I was lucky enough to meet D.J. Kirkby at a book launch* in May. Since then, I’ve read D.J.’s first book, From Zaftig to Aspie, which is an incredible sensory memoir filled with beautiful descriptions from her extraordinary childhood. We’ll be meeting again at the beginning of October for another book launch in London and this time it’s for her debut novel, Without Alice.

Before I even held a copy of the book in my hand, I wondered who the Alice of the title was and who the someone was that couldn’t be without her and why?

There’s an attractive but wistful-looking young man being hugged by a woman on the book’s cover. So… is the woman on the cover Alice or is he holding someone else while thinking about Alice? Here’s what the blurb has to say on the back of the book:

Have you ever had a secret? One so important that it feels as if it will tear you in two? Stephen’s got one. He’s also got a great job, beautiful wife and an adorable son. Outwardly his life seems perfect but it means nothing without Alice. Read Without Alice and meet a man who you will love to hate until you learn to love him.

Okay, so this establishes that it’s Stephen who can’t manage without Alice but it’s not giving much else away, is it? Especially not about who Alice is or why she’s so important to him. I absolutely had to know the answers but, when I started reading, it quickly became apparent that D.J. Kirkby wasn’t about to tell me anytime soon.

The book starts with a prologue set in July 1977: three seemingly unconnected couples, one of them pregnant; one giving birth and the other ‘enjoying’ early parenthood. After reading it, I just had more questions: who are they? and what do they and their individual stories have to do with each other (if anything)?

Chapter One opens with a birth. Now I had another question: why do people write such graphic birth scenes? (No, I am not a mother. Yes, I am a complete wuss.)

Within a very few pages, I put my initial queasiness and outstanding questions to one side. I was hooked, caught up in people’s lives and sucked into their story, as if I were in the same room and living through it with them in real time. D.J. Kirkby’s writing is extraordinary and dazzling. She works on every one of your senses: the world she creates feels so real that the characters are more like people you know whom you’re eavesdropping.

D.J. does something remarkable in this, her debut novel. She makes her main character intensely unlikeable and sustains this for half the book. That’s difficult for a reader to cope with and potentially disastrous in the hands of the wrong author. But D.J. has a light touch and handles it deftly. I knew from the blurb that I wasn’t supposed to like Stephen initially (“meet a man who you will love to hate until…”) but I was surprised at how strongly I raged against him throughout Part One. But I didn’t throw the book at the wall or stop reading because, not only did I still want to know who Alice was and why she mattered so much to him, but I also had to know why he was behaving in this way to people I liked and sympathised with. There seemed no good reason for it.

D.J. drops the reader hints and clues along the way but she doesn’t fully explain Stephen or his behaviour until Part Two. I had my theories as to what was behind it all and an idea as to who Alice was but I couldn’t put the book down until I had the answers. Then I had to keep reading to find out if and how it would all be resolved.

Without Alice looks at the important relationships in our lives and raises questions about duty, loyalty and love within those same relationships. But, perhaps most interesting of all for this reader, the book forces you to look at how quickly and easily you can form an opinion or reach a conclusion about someone, not knowing all there is to know about them, only to have to later reassess it when you have more information available to you.

Without Alice is an incredibly accomplished debut novel. It’s a story with many strands to it but somehow D.J.Kirkby threads them all seamlessly together to create an enthralling and credible whole. It is a harrowing story, beautifully told, and one which shows the redemptive power of love. She is a gifted storyteller, an exciting writer to watch, and I can’t wait to read what she does next.

I have one copy of the book to give away (UK only). Just leave a ‘Pick Me’ comment below by Friday, 3rd September 2010. You can find details of more competitions to win a copy of Without Alice (one of which ends today and another tomorrow) here.

Without Alice is published by Punked Books and is available exclusively from the Punked Books’ website before it goes on general sale on 4th October 2010, although you can also now buy it from amazon.co.uk. Watch the promotional video for Without Alice or join in the discussion on the Without Alice Facebook page. If you would like to know more about the author, D.J.Kirkby has a Website, and a Blog. You can also Follow D.J. Kirkby on Twitter.

* The May book launch was for Like Bees to Honey by Caroline Smailes. (You can read about the launch here and read my review of the book here.)

Like Bees to Honey by Caroline Smailes

You know that feeling you sometimes get when you step off an aeroplane in a Mediterranean country and the warm air envelops you like a deep sigh? Your whole body relaxes and that’s the moment when you realise that you’re in a foreign country, and now properly away from home.

That’s how it feels to open the pages of Like Bees to Honey and start reading.

The book opens in Manchester airport as Nina and her son board a plane to Malta. Nina is attempting to see her parents and make peace with them. After having been disowned by them for falling pregnant with Christopher while at university in England, she was not allowed into their house the last time she was on the island.

Now, this isn’t the holiday island you or I will ever visit. Or, at least, I don’t think it is! The Malta of Like Bees to Honey is a transit lounge for recently deceased spirits and somehow Nina’s son, Christopher, enables her to see them, speak with them and help them. And, in return, they help Nina come to terms with her own loss. One so great that she has yet to admit it to herself.

Being surrounded by dead people, spirits in transition and ghosts may sound creepy and disturbing, potentially the stuff of my nightmares, but they’re written so well as to be a non-threatening and even comforting presence throughout the book. I accepted them as readily as the living characters in the book. Perhaps because some of them have more of a life than the living and, therefore, seem just as “alive” and real. One of my personal favourites is a two-pint beer-swigging Jesus, who wears red nail polish on his toes and accepts presents of Cadbury’s chocolate. Now that’s my kind of son of God.

Like Bees to Honey is a wonderfully poignant and beautifully written story about loss and redemption and families and belonging.

Nina was forced to leave her family, its culture, customs and country behind, when she started her own family in her adoptive country of England. As Like Bees to Honey traces the return to her home island of Malta, it introduced me to a country that I didn’t know at all. One of the things I love about travelling, whether in reality or through the medium of a book, is being able to get a sense of place. Each chapter begins with an excerpt from a travel guide, so I immediately learnt something interesting about Malta, the setting for the majority of the book. The cooking rituals and featured recipes further helped me get to know Malta through its food. Even if I go somewhere for a short space of time, I try and learn a couple of simple phrases. Caroline incorporates Maltese words and phrases into the book and, each time she uses them, she cleverly includes their translation underneath. This reinforces their meaning far more effectively than any glossary at the back of the book ever would have done and, by not having to flip back and forth in the book, there is no interruption to the story’s flow. I felt as if I were learning Maltese alongside Nina who is re-learning what has almost become a foreign language to her.

Caroline recently posted some photos of sights and places on Malta which inspired the book on Facebook. It was strange browsing through them because they felt more like illustrations than actual photos. It was just how I imagined the island to be from having read Like Bees to Honey. Proof if any were needed that a talented and skilled author, such as Caroline Smailes, can paint all the word pictures you need in order to conjure up the world of a book.

I know this will sound strange after lauding Caroline’s ability to create but another aspect of the book that I enjoyed and appreciated were the empty spaces. What I mean is that the book formats gaps (or breathing spaces, as I liked to see them) between words and paragraphs. Together with different fonts, page edging and letters written but never sent, these all work together to help build the pace and atmosphere of the book. I shifted up or down reading gear, accordingly, to take in who was talking, what was happening, or simply to enjoy a description of a taste, smell or sound, like that of flip-flops on cobbles.

If the beautiful cover alone doesn’t convince you, then the blurb on the back cover promises that “Like Bees to Honey … is a magical tale that will live with you long after you finish reading.” It is, and does. And the beauty of such a book is that you only ever have to reach for it and open it to find yourself right back in amongst the magic all over again. I hope you find your way there very soon because it’s a wonderful place to spend some time.

Like Bees to Honey is published by The Friday Project, an Imprint of Harper Collins, and is available from all good bookstores and online retailers. To find out more about Caroline Smailes and all her books, including Like Bees to Honey, check out her Author Website, which has a regularly updated blog, her Author Facebook Page or follow @Caroline_S on Twitter.


The Lucky Books

As you’ll have noticed from the dates of this blog post and its predecessor, I’ve had an extended break from blogging. First, I was on holiday in Scotland for a fortnight and then I returned home, refreshed, reinvigorated and ready to concentrate on little else but my current WiP. So, yes, I’ve been writing and not much else over the last few weeks. Okay, okay, I may have been tweeting and reading, as well. But only a little bit, honest.

I imagine that, for those of you anxiously waiting to find out which books I took away with me on holiday, the past few weeks have been torture. Sleepless nights and anxious days rather like the time(s) when you’ve been expecting to hear from a loved one, or about a job interview, or for exam results… No? Oh, okay then. No matter. But here are the books that were fortunate enough to make it into the book bag and come away on holiday with me. The lucky winners! I’m going to be doing reviews of some of these on the blog but, in the meantime, here are the titles and authors, together with how and why they made the cut:

  • Not So Perfect by Nik Perring (Roastbooks Ltd) – I love reading short stories and cannot go anywhere without taking some with me. This is a brilliant collection of short stories and came in a very handy travel size.
  • Only Forward by Michael Marshall Smith (Voyager Classics) – An online pal kept quoting MMS in emails and chats, and recommended this book as a good introduction to the author. I promised him that I’d read it when I had some time on holiday. I am so glad I made that promise and now intend to track down MMS’ entire back catalogue. Yes, it was that good!
  • Peaceweaver by Judith Arnopp (YouWriteOn.com) – I was fortunate enough to listen to a reading from this book and meet the author at a Writers’ Day in west Wales. Either of those alone would have been enough to make me want to read the book. The two combined meant that I absolutely had to.
  • Like Bees to Honey by Caroline Smailes (The Friday Project, an Imprint of Harper Collins) – I met (twet?) Caroline on Twitter and went to the London launch of this book where we met IRL. It seemed the perfect book to take on holiday as it’s set on the island of Malta. (I know I went to Scotland but still, this felt like it would be an ideal holiday read…)
  • Eva Shell by Kate North (Cinnamon Press) – This is the book that I ran back into the house and grabbed (refer to previous post for my book selection process). I’ve been meaning to get to it for some time now and simply hadn’t got around to it. Kate North was the tutor of the very first writing group I went to in 2003. I’d read some of her poetry before but have wanted to read this, her debut novel, since I bought it.
  • The Schoolboy by Holly Howitt (Cinnamon Press) – I was asked to read this book in order to compare it to TAG (see below).
  • TAG by Stephen May (Cinnamon Press) – I had to read this and wanted to read it. I was asked to review it for Square magazine (my review is in Issue 8 of the magazine which is now on sale and available here) but I also wanted to read it because I had met Stephen while on a Writer’s Retreat at Moniack Mhor in Scotland. He read the first chapter of this book at the end of that week and I knew back then that I wanted to read the finished book when it came out.

So there you have them. My rather wonderful travelling companions. Have you read any of them? If not, which books did you whisk away from the bookshelf this summer?

Holiday Reading. You decide.

[It is critical to the success of this post's title that you read it in the voice of Big Brother. Just saying.]

When it comes to packing for a holiday, I’m very much a last-minute kind of girl. Yes, one of those annoying people who’s still washing and drying clothes the night before and ironing and packing them on departure day itself.

I blame this on books. Or, rather, the fact that it takes me so long to decide which ones to take on holiday, I have very little time left in which to pack everything else.

You see, if I forget a toothbrush, I can always buy that on the way or at my destination. This doesn’t always follow for books and I have a deep-rooted fear that I might not find anything I want to read en route. I can trace this back to the year I spent in Greece, when I had limited access to English books (despite being there to teach the language), and my honeymoon, when I wasn’t allowed to take any with me. Three days in and my husband escorted me to the hotel gift shop, where I spent an inordinate amount of time choosing a glittery and embossed doorstop I’d never normally read at home, in order to keep me – and, more importantly, him – sane for the duration.

Ever since that traumatic experience, I’m allowed to take whatever books I can carry.

The problem, for me, is deciding which ones those are. I don’t need to buy new books to take with me. I have more than enough To-Be-Read’s (TBR). Maybe that’s the problem? If I were more disciplined and didn’t buy so many books, I wouldn’t have such a backlog. Instead, I’d have a manageable number of unread books – 2 or 3 at most – and I could pack them all. (No, it’s okay. Go ahead and laugh. I didn’t even type that with a straight face. It’s never going to happen!)

As it is, my selection process is akin to X-Factor elimination rounds. I pull books off shelves from around the house and put them out in line of sight, making them all Possibles. But there’s a hierarchy, with the ones downstairs having least chance of making it through the qualifying heats. Those which make it upstairs to my office have the best chance, especially the ones closest to my desk, the Probables, and those actually on my desk, the Definites. (Despite the name, that’s still no guarantee of success.) Of course, I spend time moving these books around, discarding some and adding others right up until the day before we leave.

How do I choose what makes the book bag? All kinds of factors come into play. How long am I going for? Do I have to be sociable while I’m there? Am I camping? (Very important to take books I don’t mind being spoiled in this case.) Or am I staying with friends or in a hotel? (If it’s the former, I’ll have less time for reading and should take more short stories and poetry.) How am I getting there? (If it’s by public transport, I’ll have to carry whatever I take, maybe over distance and running to catch a connection, making book weight a factor.) Have I been saving a book that requires the kind of attention I can only give it on holiday? (Step forward a 900+pager like Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell.) Am I going for a particular theme, subject, author or setting, like where I’ll be staying? (Under a Tuscan Sun in A Room with a View.) Do I want a Classic or Modern? Poetry or Prose? Fiction or Non-Fiction? Fun or Serious? A new author or someone I know and love? (I’ll have one of each, please.)

Then, on the day of departure, I’ll rush back into the house and make a long-neglected novel’s day by snatching it off a shelf and thrusting it too into the book bag. Pure impulse tells me that I have to fetch it because I’d regret leaving it behind. So, this provides a last-minute frisson of excitement, together with the notion that I might have packed a rogue one.

I’m currently filling my Holiday Book Bag (pictured above and snagged from the Guardian’s kiosk at the Hay Festival 2010). I’ll let you know which ones make the cut, and how many of them I actually read, in a future post.

(Note: Star of the Sea by Joseph O’Connor and The Magnetic North by Sara Wheeler aren’t going on holiday this time and have been used for illustration purposes only. You can no doubt hear them tearing their pages out at this injustice.)

The Longest Day

It’s officially the Longest Day today. Which means you can moan about the fact it feels like it with justification, if you’re so inclined. Midsummer’s Day, or the Summer Solstice. It’s okay. I’m not going to go all hippy on you or anything, I just wanted to share this photo of the sky over my back garden earlier this afternoon because it represents summer to me.

One of my favourite summer pastimes is to lie in the back garden, stare up at the sky and trace the plumes left behind by aircraft passing overhead and, even though flying’s no longer considered particularly eco-friendly or green, I still continue to do it.

When the recent Icelandic ash-cloud grounded flights in and out of Britain for 6 days, the skies above me were eerily empty. We had the most beautiful sunsets at the same time – marzipan, marshmallow and rose turkish delight all glowed on my horizon – and that could easily have persuaded me that some catastrophic event had taken place and the outside world had ceased to be. (If it hadn’t been for Twitter telling me otherwise, at any rate.)

So it was reassuring when the vapour trails started to reappear.

And now that summer is here, I can spend time outdoors, tracing them, tracking the aeroplane making them until it goes out of sight. I imagine who might be aboard all those miles above me, where they’re coming from or travelling to, and what their stories are. Like an extreme form of the sort of people-watching you do from buses or trains. No? Just me, then.

Boudoir Bloggers

There didn’t seem to be anything dodgy about going along to a hotel room for a Valley bloggers meet up when I first signed up for yesterday’s event in Pontypridd. I’d already been to a similar event for Cardiff bloggers at Pica Pica and that had been great fun, as well as also being a good opportunity to network with other bloggers and talk about what they were doing and how well it was or wasn’t working for them. In fact, my main thought before tootling along the road to Pontypridd had been, “I wonder if there are any other Valley bloggers and, if so, what will they be like, and what do they blog about?”

And then I walked into the above room.

Never shy in saying what he thinks, Squizzey tweeted that he was “out in the wild. In a purple function room in Ponty. Expecting lap dancers any minute.” I can’t say I blame him. Although the room hired was in The Blueberry Hotel, I still hadn’t quite been expecting to find myself in “a purple boudoir.” Even fellow Valley blogger, Corpulent Capers, described it as ”a sort of French Rennaisance Bouduoir” (@gomezadams).

We were, apparently, in the right place, as people nodded when we muttered and sniffed, looked shiftily from side to side, before saying under our breath, “you here for the Valley bloggers meet up?”

Friendly faces, resembling their Twitter avatars, reassured me that we hadn’t been lured to Pontypridd for nefarious purposes, and it was fantastic to finally meet @KatieWEPR from Warwick Emanuel PR, one of the evening’s sponsors, along with Media Wales journalists @ed_walker86 and @joniayn.

Ed, who edits the YourCardiff and WalesOnline blogs, mentioned the inaugural Wales’ Blog Awards, which launched a week ago. There are a number of categories, including one for the overall Best blog, Best Lifestyle Blog, Best Writing on a Blog and Best Community Blog. Not only can you nominate other blog(s) that you read and admire, but you can even enter your own. The criteria is that you need to be either Welsh, living in Wales or blogging about Wales. Nominations are open until September 2010. Check out the Awards site for details of all categories and how to enter.

Joni gave us a presentation, From Basics to Brilliant, in which she gave us a useful overview about what we needed to consider when starting up a blog all the way through to growing it into one that is successful, well-visited but still unique to us. The ensuing Q&A session was really interesting and I got a lot out of the discussion, which covered topics such as how to find your blog’s remit and target readership, moderating blog comments, and ways in which to promote your blog. Ed, Joni, and other bloggers present, notably @jamescuff@unclewilco and @stuherbert, were generous with their advice.

While turnout was relatively low, but boosted by Cardiff bloggers making the intrepid journey up the A470, I hope there are future events for Valley bloggers, where we can get together, share our experiences and ideas and also just get to know each other a little.

The picture used is taken from their website and is © The Blueberry Hotel, Pontypridd.

Hay! Hay! Hay!

The Nut Press is at the Guardian Hay Festival this weekend and, hopefully, it will look pretty much like it does in the picture while I’m there. (I have packed a waterproof and wellies, just in case it doesn’t!) Not just because I’m camping – in a Yurt (get me!) – but because it’s fun to be able to mill around the site, chatting to new people, reading a book (that might have been freshly bought and signed by one of my favourite authors!), chilling with a glass of wine/Pimms/beer or eating some fresh strawberries or some yummy ice cream. The Hay Festival really does cater to satisfying all your senses!

I’m very excited about this year’s Festival as not only is there the usual fantastic and varied line-up of speakers and authors but I’ll be staying up on site for the long weekend plus I’ll be there with two of my best chums, which means it’ll be extra-special and loads of fun. And yes, one of those will be Squizzey, so if you see someone with a squirrel looking like this (see very cool pic to your right) over the weekend, it’ll almost certainly be me, so come and say Hi! He is pretty much Festival-trained, having been there the last four or five years.

Whatever you’re doing this (UK) holiday weekend, The Nut Press hopes you have a brilliant time. Even if you’re working or staying at home, try and take some time out for you and enjoy the little things in life – a hug with someone special, even if they are your four-legged friend; a phone call to a friend you haven’t spoken to in a while; a good book; a glass of wine; a square (or several) of chocolate; the chance to get out and about and get some fresh air; a sunset. Those are some of things the Nut Press enjoys doing – no matter if your list looks different. Just do something for you.

See you all next week – or in the field at Hay!

Kath x

Della Says: OMG! – Keris Stainton

Today’s guest is the very lovely Keris Stainton whose debut YA novel Della Says: OMG! was published earlier this month. You can read my review here. Keris is currently on a Blog Tour to raise awareness of Della Says: OMG! and she was kind enough to answer my questions about the book and writing, including NaNoWriMo.

1. You had the inspiration for Della Says OMG! from a real-life event when your own diary went missing. Do you still keep a diary or would you rather tweet and blog now where everything’s all out in the open anyway?

I was really rubbish at keeping a diary. I usually managed a few weeks at the start of a new year and then I’d forget all about it. I’m a much better blogger. I’ve been blogging for six years and tweeting for three and, yes, I pretty much write about anything and everything.

2. Della is a fantastic, extremely likeable character. She is attractive and engaging but also full of the doubts that we all have as teenagers (and some of us still have as adults!). Can you tell me how you fixed upon her as the character to tell the story, how you got to know her before writing or if you found out more about her as you wrote the book? (Did you write her backstory, fill in a character questionnaire for her or think about her likes and dislikes, for example?)

Thank you. I didn’t do any of that, I’m afraid. I’ve tried to do the whole backstory/questionnaire thing in the past, but it just doesn’t work for me. I find it too contrived. All I knew about Della before I started was that she was self-conscious and insecure and her diary goes missing. I just let her evolve in the writing.

3. As for the other characters in the book, I loved Della’s Dad and Dan was a bit scrummy, too (although it feels so wrong to admit that!). Do you find inspiration for your characters in real life – at the coffee shop or from among your family and friends – or from TV and film actors or do they take shape once you begin to write them?

Again, they take shape as I write, but it’s a strange thing, really. Often with secondary characters, I pick a celebrity as the inspiration for their looks, at least. So, for example, in an adult book I started writing YEARS ago, I originally pictured the male character, Lee, as Dermot O’Leary. So the physical description of him basically matches Dermot and I had Dermot’s personality in mind when I started writing, but then, as the book went on, he became his own man. Now I don’t even picture Dermot – I picture Lee, who looks a bit like him…

4. I know you’ve said that you don’t plan before writing the first draft. You tend to just write which is what I do. This often leads me down interesting paths though. Did you have any surprises when writing Della Says: OMG! with characters not behaving in the way you thought they would or the story veering off from how you originally envisaged it?

I actually started writing with three different points of view: Della’s, Maddy’s and Jamie’s. I was surprised that I automatically wrote them in different styles. I didn’t plan it, but Della was first person, Jamie third and Maddy would only be written diary-style, for some reason. I kept trying to change it, but every time I did, I drifted back to the same style without even realising it. But the only real surprise in this book was who had actually taken the diary. I still didn’t know until probably three quarters of the way through when I was starting to panic a bit, I must admit. I remember having a chat with my writer friend Luisa Plaja and saying “Do we REALLY need to know who took the diary? Can’t it just remain a mystery?!”

5. Can you read other fiction when you’re working on your own novel or not?

Oh yes. I have to be reading all the time. Although I do try not to read YA when I’m writing YA. But sometimes I can’t resist.

6. Having just spent the weekend with my goddaughter and her siblings, I’m in awe of you juggling raising a young family, writing for magazines and writing your own fiction, let alone running your own blog and tweeting regularly. Are you naturally a highly-organised multi-tasker, do you have an understanding family who know not to disturb Mummy when she’s writing or have you grown accustomed to making the best use of small windows of time?

Ha. I am FAR from highly-organised and I wouldn’t say I’m a multi-tasker either (I do try, but I’m easily confused). I am lucky in that my eldest son is at school full-time and my in-laws look after my youngest two days a week. The three days he’s at home, he sleeps pretty much all morning, which is when I work. Or rather faff about on Twitter. I wish I could work in small windows of time. I remember reading an article by the incredibly prolific author Julie Kenner in which she said she left her laptop on the table and would sometimes just write a couple of sentences as she happened to be passing! I can’t do that. I have to get myself in the, you know, zone. *snorts*

7. I notice from your website Q&A that, if you don’t get much writing done during the day, you write in front of the TV? How do you manage that? Doesn’t that distract you?

Surprisingly, no. I find that once I start writing, I completely tune out whatever’s on TV. When I was writing Della, I put an episode of Gossip Girl on, finished writing, went to do the school run, etc., and didn’t even remember that I’d completely missed the show until a couple of days later. In fact, I think I might actually work better that way. I’ve been thinking of trying it in the next couple of weeks because it’s half term so I doubt I’ll get much done during the day.

8. You mentioned that you used NaNoWriMo, which takes place each November, to write an as-yet unpublished book, Forget Me Not. Is that the only time you’ve taken part in the infamous month of writing, how did you find it and do you have any tips on how to prepare for it and get the most out of it for anyone thinking of doing it this year?

I first did NaNo in 2004 for an adult book (the one in which Lee appears), which remains unfinished. In 2005 I wrote the first draft of Forget Me Not. I wrote another YA in 2006 (which I still haven’t actually re-read since I’m pretty confident it was dreadful). I think I may have used NaNo to finish Della Says in 2008 and then I wrote the first draft of what will be my next book during last November. I plan to do it every year for a first draft.

I absolutely love it. I love the pressure of the deadline – I work so much better under pressure. I also find that magical things happen when you force yourself to write instead of waiting for the “muse” to strike. For Forget Me Not in particular, so many plot strands came together completely unplanned (consciously, at least!). At one point I can remember starting to cry AS I WAS TYPING. I’m evangelical about it, I really am.

As for preparing for it, Chris Baty’s book No Plot? No Problem has everything you need to know. The one thing I would say is not to go in to it thinking that if you don’t manage the 50,000 words you’ve failed. Even if you come out at the end of the month with 5000 words, that’s 5000 more than you had before. I floundered a lot last year and ended up starting over so many times (you don’t have to delete anything, you can just change the font colour to white so you can’t see it anymore), so at the end of the month I had 50,000 words, but knocked off about 15,000 in the first edit. That’s still left me with 35,000 to work with (although I do wish they weren’t in quite such random order…).

Have you done it, Kath? – Er, no, I haven’t. I was thinking about doing it last year but wimped out. But I’ve heard a lot of positive thoughts on it since then, so this year could be the year… watch this space!

9. Yours is the second YA novel I’ve read this month, neither of which I might ever have read, had it not been for finding out about both the author and the book through Twitter. You’ve made great use of both your blog and Twitter to connect to potential readers and other writers. Any tips on how to get the most from these tools for writers?

I think in order to get the most out of them you need to enjoy them. I don’t think there’s much point in starting a blog if you don’t want to reveal yourself (in whatever way) or you don’t want to engage with people. The same goes for Twitter. I chat a lot – a LOT – on Twitter and I’m not doing it to try and convince people to buy my book (please buy my book, people!) but because there are so many lovely, friendly, chatty and supportive tweeters. What I suppose I’m saying is that I was aware of the self-promotion aspects of both from early on, but for me they’ve evolved organically.

One thing that I do think you need to get the most out of Twitter is a desktop client like Tweetdeck or something. She says vaguely. It took me a while to download one since I thought it was too technical for me, but I’m so glad I did. I use Echofon (for Mac) and it’s made following conversations so much easier.

10. I love it when books take me by surprise, which is exactly what yours did – and I mean that in a good way! I said in my review that I probably would have resisted the cover and title and not chosen the book because it was YA, had I discovered it in a bookstore, which would have been a real shame. Has there been a book which you thought you wouldn’t want to read or wasn’t intended for you but which you’ve subsequently read and has similarly surprised you?

Oh I do it all the time. It’s embarrassing how often my reviews start with ‘I didn’t think I’d like this book, but…’ But the one that immediately sprung to mind was The Cloths of Heaven by Sue Eckstein. The title gave me the impression that it would be worthy, serious, ponderous, plus it’s set in West Africa among the diplomatic corps… But it’s funny and sad, thought-provoking and moving. I really loved it.

Thanks so much for such great questions, Kath!

Thanks so much for stopping by and for being such a wonderful and generous guest, Keris!


Della Says: OMG! is the fantastic debut novel from Keris Stainton. She is currently working on her second novel (which has a working title of Jessie *hearts* NYC) due out in May 2011. You can find links to all Keris’ stopovers on her Blog Tour page. Tomorrow she’s calling in at the excellent When I Was Joe blog.


Bees, Honey and Beer

Do you ever find yourself drawn to something – a person or an object or an event – like, oh I don’t know, say, a bee to honey?

It happens to me a lot.

After having recently read Wasted by Nicola Morgan, I no longer know if this is my own gut instinct or some other higher power moving me around the chess board of life, but I’m happy for it to continue – irrespective of what’s driving it. It usually works out well.

Take yesterday, for example.

I ventured into London for the second time in four days to go to Caroline Smailes’ book launch. We met (twet?) through Twitter, I’ve not yet read any of her previous books (In Search of Adam or Black Boxes) and am only halfway through the latest and the object of the launch, Like Bees to Honey.

So why did I go when I get so nervous about meeting new people and going somewhere new on my own? Well, Caroline invited me, and it would have been rude not to accept such a lovely invite. Plus, I’ve been following Caroline on Twitter for a little while now and she is fun and entertaining and lovely, so I figured her book launch would be all those things as well. (It was.) Then there was the added draw that there was probably going to be a reading. I love listening to writers read their own work because when I read it later myself, I can hear their voice and its rhythms and it increases my enjoyment, and sometimes understanding, of their work. Of course, this only applies if the writer in question is any good at reading their work. Somehow, I knew Caroline would be. (She was.) I knew from conversations on Twitter that @beecee, who I met at the LBF Masterclasses, and other Twitter pals (@GKateB and @MarshaWrites aka @TalliRoland, who has blogged the event here) would be there and I could meet them in real life for the first time. Plus there would be others there, who I either followed or had heard mention of in other’s tweets. This included the Twitter deity (!) that is @benjohncock. And I could always take @Squizzey along for moral support. All of which combined to take me all the way from south Wales on a school night to Wood Green in north London.

I’d spent a good part of the afternoon wandering around London and, when I got kicked out of the coffee shop down the road at half six, I decided that I’d done enough walking for one day. So, I was the first one to arrive, which meant I happily skipped the awful having-to-walk-into-a-crowded-room-on-your-own moment. Yay! I tried to make myself useful and not clutter up the shop by helping to unpack the Cisk (Maltese beer flown in specially for the launch) and ice and then others started arriving, the first of these being the lovely @petronella who had also walked a lot of London that day and, like me, had reached saturation point. She’s added a book to my TBR pile so I am reassessing just how lovely I think she is. (Only joking, Kate, if you’re reading this!)

Very soon, the Big Green Bookshop was full and buzzing (happily with animated chatter, rather than with the sound of bees) and the wine and Cisk were flowing. I had a lot of great conversations, some of them all too fleeting, with @MarshaWrites (a freshly-minted Brit from a ceremony earlier that same day) and her lovely husband; @benjohncock, who proudly told me about his two-week old daughter, rather than his iPAD, when I asked how his new baby was; @beecee and @ninadouglas. I also met some fantastic new people like Carol Burns, who blogs as Not Only in Thailand and author @sueeves, as well as the delightful tweeps and writers @cathy_w and @liz_fenwick. We’ve all only recently started following each other, so it was brilliant to meet up now.

Sadly, it was time for me to start the long-ish trek home all too soon. Happily, the combination of a warm, fuzzy feeling from a terrific evening spent in the company of interesting people and the power of Cisk meant that I slept most of the way home and, as a result, it didn’t seem so far to go. In fact, I don’t think it was. At some point in the evening, I was reliably informed that someone had flown over from Ireland for a previous book launch, so going from south Wales to London is nothing, especially when the event was such good fun! What’s the farthest you’ve ever travelled to get to something?

All pictures are © Liz Fenwick and I really hope she doesn’t mind me pinching them from her blog, Just Keep Writing and Other Thoughts, to use on this one.  :)

You can find out more about Caroline Smailes and her books on her Website. The Big Green Bookshop is a wonderful find and has everything a good independent bookstore should have: interested and interesting staff; good range of titles in stock; and a great space in which to browse. You can find out more about them, read their blog and browse their online catalogue here: Big Green Bookshop.