A Boat For My Potplants


My nautical project took me to glorious places, metaphorically speaking. There were parties on board. There was The World's Smallest Pirate Radio Station. Of course there were plants. And one day even a gorilla.
The boat also became my 'Writer's Retreat'. I decided to become an author, writing my debut novel aboard the boat. The book, called MUDDY WATER, was naturally set in Wivenhoe. Amazingly, several local people paid good money to have their names appearing in the book, and a lot of cash was raised for worthy charities - the RNLI, MIND, The Samaritans, and The Royal British Legion.
Now, my next multi-singular selling novel, FLORIDA KEY, is in 'production', due for publication in October 2017.
I'm sure to be visiting writers' block along the way, as well as euphoria, self-doubt and inspiration.
See how my book goes through all the stages - from initial concept to final print. I'll take you with me on my personal journey as I work on the words, on the cover, on the marketing, and on the publishing.
Maybe it will inspire you too to have a go at bringing out THE BOOK IN YOU. Everyone has a story in them, just waiting to be told, and after all, if I can do it, anyone can.
(Click on the tabs below to see more about the Writer's Retreat In France, the old Boat For My Potplants, Tallulah the Motorhome, Alfonso the Car, and Jane the Woman. And to find out more about MUDDY WATER the novel, click the cover to be transported to its Facebook page)

Saturday, 21 November 2009

Away For A While

Several feelers have now been put about declaring that I am keen to have a mooring for The Boat For My Potplants. And today, I have been invited to join a group of people, the Wivenhoe Ocean Racing Club, which I will be delighted to do. Now, the Club, or W.O.R.C., as it's better known sounds like my cup of tea, or swig of rum. Not only is there no ocean nearby, neither is there any racing - except to the bar for the first drink. So I, with my sole eccentric membership of B.F.M.P., should fit in quite nicely, I trust.

Now, I don't know much about the Club yet, except that it does a wonderful job in helping to raise funds for the British Legion's building upkeep here on Wivenhoe Quay. It was W.O.R.C. that put on the magnificent firework display that I blogged about a couple of weeks ago.

I am now looking forward to putting my boat, with its potplants, up for the next ocean race, hopefully in the not-too-distant future.

In the meantime, dear bloggers, important work is pulling me away to distant lands for the next two weeks. I will be cooking gastronomic extravaganzas, painting high walls, and relaxing with friends. Mentally though, I will be still on my boat, wondering whether my wish for a mooring will be granted when I return.

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