NEWSWORTHY


August 2017

I'm tweaking the manuscript of Novel No. 8, The Dog Thief.


I really have to stop taunting spam callers with a creepy whispery voice, saying "Are you my mother? Are you my mother?" a la Doctor Who "The Empty Child."


I have abandoned the dream of having a lavish rose garden in a clay hardpan soil and have started growing succulents.