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London: Day One

Managed to get lost within 20 minutes of getting to London. Wandered Aldgate and then Whitechapel for some time, before taking refuge in a Burger King (the only royalty that I was interested in visiting). Everyone we asked gave opposite directions, so we gave up and got a taxi. Turns out we were just minutes away from our hotel!

Our room was pleasant (though I wouldn’t say 5*) and on looking out of the window, it was immediately obvious that we hadn’t been given the room upgrade our package mentioned. The hotel boasted views of the Thames, Tower of London and Tower Bridge…we saw the track of Fenchurch Street station! After dumping our bags, we enjoyed a brief wander round the Tower of London area before going for our free massage back at the hotel. Best. Massage. Ever.

Then, later on, we went for a stroll around Tower Bridge and St Katharine’s Dock, which was beautifully illuminated. We were trying to find a place to eat, as all the places near our hotel were closed (?!) and came upon a medieval banquet. Sounded good until we found it was £43 per head…so we ended up at KFC for a family meal (despite there just being two of us) which we sneaked into our hotel room. After that, the mere mention of the word ‘chicken’ made us feel foul (ha, ha!)

And then early to bed. I slept like a baby: I woke up several times during the night!!! In my next post, London: Day Two, find out how a room full of people were condemned to death because of me…


5* London on a 0* budget…

The travel nerves are setting in, now they are no longer numbed by the prospect of seeing James Martin. I don’t do travelling, as I’m always worried I’ll be ill and let people down. I only travel if it’s to see/do something I’ll never see in my own region ie I went to Manchester to see Linkin Park (in 2003) and Steve Coogan at various venues (many moons ago). This time it’s a sporting event. Budget is also a factor: I need to make sure I’ll be comfortable and occupied if I am confined to my room. I got a fabulous deal on a 5* hotel, with free massage, room upgrade and breakfast in bed (too good to be true? I hope not). I got cheap rail tickets by subscribing to a rail website, have Tesco Deals vouchers to pay for meals (Slug and Lettuce have a nice, varied menu…but not sure ‘The Slug Breakfast’ sounds appetising…), have vouchers for 2 for 1 entry into various attractions and a Buy One, Get One free voucher for Wagamama. I was hoping not to spend anything…except I’m terrified of the Tube, so it looks like my meagre budget will disappear in taxi fares. No shopping in Covent Garden for me!

I’m hoping my trip to London will give me some inspiration for a hotel-based scene I’m thinking about for…well, for nothing, really, as it’s all in my head at the moment. It’s really hard to think about writing, as I’m a little sad that Karma hasn’t been more successful. That said, I’ve had more good reviews from readers, but wonder how much more I can do to get it to a wider audience – I guess that’s the benefit of having an agent. Someone I know on another forum has had a book released recently and, because her publisher is one of the biggies, it’s in every Waterstones from here to London…and beyond, probably! I still can’t even get the Metrocentre store to do me the courtesy of responding to an email! Actually, it looks a good read, and I’m thinking of getting it for my trip – I’ll report back once I’ve read it. That reminds me of a family holiday one year: we always used to get magazines to look at while we were travelling (probably to stop my sister and I from fighting). My mam also bought loads of things to read on the journey…before she remembered that she was driving!


Scuppered!

In lots of ways. Firstly, I was hoping to finally see James Martin in the flesh, and couldn’t believe my luck when I saw he was scheduled to appear at an event just outside my hotel in London, this weekend coming. Then, less than a week before I go, I read that he is no longer expected to attend. I missed every one of his book-signings, as I wasn’t well enough to travel, so I guess I’m not destined to see him in person. It would be funny if there were a post on James Martin’s website that said, “Thank goodness I’m not going to that event in London, so I won’t run into that strange woman that mentioned me in her Blog! Scuppered her again, mwah-ha-ha (evil laugh)!”

Secondly, you may remember that I mentioned Kindred Spirit magazine had expressed an interest in doing an interview (earlier in the year). I love holistic therapy, so was quite excited about this – as I’d heard nothing from them, I decided to take a chance and contact them personally (rather than through the publisher). I got an email back to say that they had wanted to do an interview, but they’d heard nothing back, so went ahead without me. They are doing a huge article on ME/CFS, so it would have been a great opportunity for me…obviously, it wasn’t meant to be, but I was very disappointed. As you know, I’ve found it almost impossible to get any exposure for the book, so I’m kicking myself that we missed out (or I would kick myself but, with my luck, I’d probably miss!)

I haven’t had a response from the letters I sent to WHSmith and Tesco yet, but it’s early days. I also haven’t got a new digital camera or the photos from the Borders signing yet, so I haven’t updated the gallery (although I have updated my Facebook gallery…still addicted!)

I apologise for the miserable post, but I’ve still got cold and a mouth infection, so I’m feeling sorry for myself…and worried that I won’t have recovered in time for my trip (the first holiday-type-thing I’ve had in years)!!!


ME North East

I wasn’t intending to post today, and this isn’t book-related, but I read something rather sad this afternoon: ME North East, which has helped many sufferers of ME/CFS and related conditions in the North East, is having a funding crisis. This makes me sad and a bit cross, as this condition is so misunderstood that it’s vital to have people who DO understand to turn to. Not for the first time, I wish that I was a hugely successful writer (or that I could win the lottery, if I’m wishing for things) so that I could help out financially. It’s such a shame that charities like this (and many other very deserving causes) are forced to beg for money to continue their work…


What REAL authors do…

…is read their books and take responsibility for the errors. They don’t rely on copy editors, proof-readers or friends. So, any errors contained within the book are my fault and my fault only. Why do I say this, considering it’s not like me to admit that I’ve done something wrong? Well, I had an email from an author (I won’t give her name, but she is what I would class as a ‘proper’ author) gently reprimanding me for not checking my own work, and telling me that authors are responsible for their own out-put. So, not only can I not string a sentence together in real life, I can’t do it in writing, either!!! Let’s add this lesson to the many things that I’ve learned during the past few months.

Back to what I was originally going to post when I got up this morning (well, mid-morning): the book club (last of the Karma-related activites in my diary). I was quite nervous by 7.25pm, and I needn’t have been – everyone was really friendly. I did have something prepared, but they were happy just to ask questions, so I was glad to go with the flow. It was like chatting amongst friends, and I enjoyed it, once I got over my nerves. I hope I didn’t disappoint them. I’d love be part of a group like that, but my CFS means that I’m very unreliable, and I’d feel so guilty if I couldn’t attend a meeting – that’s what I love about the internet: it gives me the freedom to be me, without the restrictions I have in my every day life.


Such a purfecshunist!

Just a quickie. As I regularly tell people, I haven’t read Karma, in case I see something I want to change – given that it was more or less published ‘as written’, without the aid of an Editor. This morning, I was forced to look at the book, in order to select a few passages to read at the book group this evening. I saw so many little errors (which should have been picked up at the copy editing stage) that I wanted to cry! I admit to being somewhat of a perfectionist (well, as much as a scatterbrain like myself can be) so it really got me down – I don’t know if the book I was reading from was one of the early proof copies, or one that has hit the shops, but I can’t bring myself to check! I was really disappointed (and a bit embarrassed) by these errors, but then I got a text that said, “Think of all the people that have enjoyed the book.” That actually made me feel a lot better.

Still dreading having to read out loud…reminds me of school assemblies!


Library event looms…

As you know, I thoroughly enjoyed being a featured author on a couple of book-related sites on the internet. I was able to sit, at my laptop (usually in my pyjamas), and answer the questions that were thrown at me, in my own time (writing and re-writing the answers until I was happy with them). Tomorrow, I’m doing it without the safety ‘net (ie the internet), as I am visiting my local library’s book club, where I will mingle with real people rather than virtual ones and I will be expected to answer their questions without the aid of a ‘delete’ button.

Nervous? Yep – for several reasons:

I don’t know what to wear (none of the fashion mags have done a feature on what authors are wearing these days, and I can’t get away with PJs).
I feel uncomfortable being ‘centre of attention’.
Sometimes, I can’t string a sentence together, particularly when tired…or nervous!

Still, like everything else, it’ll be an experience. I’m sure the group will be a friendly bunch and I hope they’ll be gentle with me.

That’s all from me, for now, except to say that you can read my thoughts on Rod Glenn’s Sinema by clicking on the link to your right and clicking on ‘Reviews’. I’ll let you know how the library event goes.


Desperately Seeking Ali!

I finally got into the outside world today, after a week indoors, and it’s cleared my head enough to enable me to write a post! I think yesterday’s lovely sports massage helped too!!!

As you know, I’ve been contemplating the merits of entering various competitions for writers, and trying to weigh up whether the benefit outweighs the cost. I decided that, given my so-slim-they’re-size-zero chances of winning, I thought it best not to bother. That was until I had an email from the organiser of the RNA Award to remind me that the closing date was only two weeks away – now this was not an email encouraging me to enter, but a simple reminder, based on the fact that I’d sent an enquiry to ask if my book was even eligible. I decided that it was karma that this message arrived, so duly packaged up the requisite four books, and sent them off today. The cost equated to £29.96 (four books) and almost £8 in postage – I’m sure that big publishers enter for their writers, but this doesn’t happen for me. Maybe if I ever become a proper writer…

I’ve been discussing ‘cover quotes’ with another author online (y’know where one writer will write a comment on another writer’s book cover, praising the content). My publishers have encouraged me to find someone to do that for my own book, but I didn’t know how to go about it. There were a number of web articles I came across which promised this…for a fee. Spookily, that very same day, I had an email from a local author by the name of Rod Glenn, asking me if I’d consider looking at his manuscript with a view to commenting on it. I received it today, and can’t wait to start reading it, despite it being of a genre I don’t usually read. The more eagle-eyed among you will notice that there is a link to Rod’s site to the right of this blog, and there are details of his book, Sinema, on there.

And the reason for the the obscure title to this posting: I’m desperate to find out where my former hairdresser went to, after leaving the salon in which she worked. It’s not that I’m nosey (ok, I am a bit nosey) but she was a fabulous hairdresser and my mam misses her skills dearly. So, if you’re out there Alison from Prudhoe, get in touch via the contact me form and let us know if you’re still hairdressing!


Enquiring minds wanna know…

Rather than scale the mountainous ironing pile, I decided to concentrate on activities I could do from the sofa: enquiring. I got an email this morning from the customer service department at WHSmith who gave me some different information from what the previous contact told me: apparently, each store manager has a local budget with which they can stock local books. However, this is at the discretion of the manager. All I can do is ask, so I’ve got a letter ready to send to WHSmith. To follow up from a previous post, I also have a letter of enquiry to send to Tesco’s book buying department, so I may finally discover what it takes to be included in their stores – I’ll keep you posted as to the outcome…of the enquiring, not the ironing (that’ll be there for months).

I had to check out eBay to find out a) if Karma sold and b) for how much. It did sell, and for the bargain price of 70p! Thank goodness it didn’t have a signature – it might’ve only sold for 30p, had it been defaced in this manner!!! I hope the seller actually enjoyed the book, as it certainly wasn’t a good investment…

I’m hoping to get a new digital camera soon, since the kind folks at Fuji are allowing me to trade-in my broken one, so the gallery might get an update once that arrives. I still haven’t used up the film on my disposable camera, so you’ll have to wait a little while longer to see my Borders photographs (that reminds me, I finally located Ron’s email address, so was able to thank him for letting me do the signing. Hope they sold the remaining books.)


Eeeeh-bay!

Having conquered my addiction to e-Bay, I still look on the site from time to time, but don’t buy often. I was idly browsing this morning and came across the first copy of Karma that I’ve ever seen on eBay. The seller is local (<5 miles away, according to the site) and I was SO tempted to ask the seller what they thought of the book. So, if you haven’t bought a copy yet, you have just over an hour to get your hands on a very cheap second-hand (sorry, previously loved) copy!