It's May Bank Holiday, which gives numerous English men in villages up and down the country an excuse to don silly trousers, leap around, wave tissues, clash sticks. It's called Morris Dancing. It's akin to the 'hopscotch' game we used to play as children, only we did it far more stylishly! Apparently they also wear bells around their ankles. In any other civilisation, they'd all probably be arrested…. Here's a group of enthusiastic exponents doing their thang….
Errr yes. Well, before you move on to the next blog, I have to tell you that the ending of 'Court of Deception' is going to be very, very explosive. I don't think you, as a reader, will see it coming, although some people have fed back to me on incidents that occurred in the first book and I've said… 'aaah yeeeeaaah', trying to cover the fact I have completely forgotten about it! It's amazing what happens once you abandon your piece of creativity and move onto the next one. Although with a trilogy, you need to occasionally flip back to previous volumes to ensure continuity. I mean, it wouldn't do for Darya to be waking up next to… Lucy, would it?!!
So it's back to the grindstone. The artiste is onto the second illustration to adorn the cover. Printed copies of the first volume will be available soon, and signed in my own fair hand. I wonder if it will be done in pink nail varnish?
Happy holiday weekend. Please please please keep buying. Tell your friends, enemies, husbands, mistresses, page boys and matrons!
MJ xx
p.s. I'm delighted to note my German posse of followers is incrementally growing…. I'm very pro-European you know….
