So, Jove and Andi have let me loose on their fabulous blog for the day. More fool them, right? Right. So in light of my new book, Collide-O-Scope, being released yesterday, I thought I’d talk a tiny, wee bit about writing and a wee, little bit about the book.
So here goes…
Writing, for me, is about maintaining my sanity. Exorcising the crazy that’s in my head—all the time—in a productive and creative way. Trust me, before writing…it wasn’t pretty. So I started writing.
Now, writing fro some people is putting words on the page, a few hundred/thousand at a time, and hey presto, eventually it’s all done. I can’t do that. My girlfriend really wishes I could, but I can’t. Instead, I lock myself away for however long it takes to write the story. That can take a week or a month, depending on the story. But I literally take myself out of my world, and step into theirs. I delve into those characters. I sink into them. Their lives become mine. I see every aspect of the world they inhabit. Down to the craziest little details.
Not so odd I hear you say. Well, let me give you an example. Collide-O-Scope is a murder mystery set on the North Norfolk Coast. And I did what I always do. I locked myself away in my campavan, set up my story board, pinned maps and ballistics information to cupboard doors. I stacked my research books on the cooker top and kept the blinds drawn. All the time. Then, I became my characters for a while. I lived in their world to the extent where I could picture the newspaper reports about the murder. I could see what they would look like, what questions the reports would ask. I could see the ancillary stories of the day—other goings on in the area, local celebrities, politicians…the works.
I even wrote them.
Yup, that’s right. I wrote the newspaper articles. Wanna read one of them? Just keep reading…
An unidentified woman is found murdered on the North Norfolk Coastal Path and newly promoted Detective Sergeant Kate Brannon and Kings Lynn’s CID have the task of figuring out whom, how, and why. A job that’s made more difficult when everyone of the forty residents in the village has something to hide and answers her questions with a string of lies.
Georgina Temple has her own secrets to keep, and her own reasons to keep them. But her growing attraction to Kate makes it increasingly difficult to keep them.
Kate’s investigation into the woman’s death delves into the heart of the tiny fishing village where nothing and no one is quite what they seem.
Interested? Then you can pick up a copy here…
If you’d like to read the other newspaper reports about the murder, you should check out my blog over the next week or so. I’ll be posting them all. Eventually. https://andreabramhall.wordpress.com
Andrea Bramhall wrote her first novel at the age of six and three-quarters. It was seven pages long and held together with a pink ribbon. Her Gran still has it in the attic. Since then she has progressed a little bit and now has a number of published works held together with glue, not ribbons, an Alice B. Lavender certificate, and a Lambda Literary award cluttering up her book shelves.
She studied music and all things arty at Manchester Metropolitan University, graduating in 2002 with a BA in contemporary arts. She is certain it will prove useful someday…maybe.
When she isn’t busy running a campsite and hostel on the North Norfolk Coast, Bramhall can be found hunched over her laptop scribbling down the stories that won’t let her sleep. She can also be found reading, walking the dogs up mountains while taking a few thousand photos, scuba diving while taking a few thousand photos, swimming, kayaking, playing the saxophone, or cycling.