Isn’t it strange how things pan out in the writing world. When I was working on my university dissertation on Dundee whaling, I realised that the whaling men were a bit, how shall I say this. . . rough. I developed an interest in them, which led to three books on whaling and two research jobs, plus a score or so of presentations and talks the length and breadth of Scotland.
Then, later, when I was working on the influence of City Improvements on population movements, I took a side-swipe at crime and opened a whole new area of interest. Before I knew where I was I was deep into Victorian crime, which led to a number of non-fiction popular history books and my Detective Mendick series of Victorian crime novels. One thing just leads to another.
Following the same trend, when Cathy and I moved up to Moray I was fascinated by the carved Pictish stones and the legends of the Wolf of Badenoch. I wrote a fantasy novel based on that most intriguing of Scottish bad men. I self published that a few years back but only two days ago Creativia publishing have re-issued it with a new cover and hopefully a new lease of life. Now I am working on a second fantasy novel. . strange how one thing leads to another.
I wonder what is on the cards for the rest of this year?