I’ve started something new. A diary of my research experiments as a crime writer. As is the way with all things twittery, it may get a little interrupted as I am distracted by other people’s tweets. But hopefully enough of a thread will show through.
I’ve only just started, so you haven’t missed much. So far I’ve talked about the problems of having a corpse stashed under the floor boards. To begin with it was the smell, which didn’t go down too well with the rest of the family. Now, it’s the swarms of flies that are getting us down, me included if I’m honest.
Ah well, you can’t make an omelette without breaking eggs and you can’t write a crime book without doing the research.
Pick it up here.
I shall still be posting twisteries from time to time.