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Today I’m on the ‘An Implacable Woman’ blogtour, organised by Rachel’s Random Resources.
To promote this book I have a Guest Post, but b
About the Author :
K.T. Findlay lives on a small farm where he dovetails his writing with fighting the blackberry and convincing the quadbike that killing its rider isn’t a vital part of its job description.
If a tooth costs a tooth and an eye costs an eye
When a man hits his wife, then it’s his turn to die
Furious that the courts and police can’t prevent respected surgeon John Kirby from beating his wife, Sally Mellors steps in to save her. Permanently…
But Grace Kirby isn’t the only one who needs saving and Sally quickly discovers she’s taken on a much bigger job than she’d thought.
With her unique ability to blend justice with fun, Sally sets joyfully about the business of removing the monsters from women’s lives, but is she in danger of becoming a monster herself?
As her friends in the police get ever closer, Sally has some serious questions of her own to answer.
Guest Post :
It’s the little things that get you.
Like the spider I encountered the other day. She was so quick that I never laid eyes on her, but she managed to sink her fangs into the back of my knee three times before I knew she’d done it. That made for an interesting week…
Don’t get me wrong. I like spiders. A Lot. I look out for them, and in return they do their share of removing insects from the house. But on this occasion she’d settled down to hunt inside my clothes. That was fine overnight, but she took serious offence when I started to get dressed the following morning, hence the bites.
We’ve not spoken since.
And we’re not likely to either, given I don’t know which one she is, and she herself has shown no interest in furthering our communication. She appears to be satisfied that as long as the message has been taken on board, there’s no need to lecture me further on my shortcomings.
Thinking about it, things could have been considerably worse than they actually were!
I can live quite happily with most of the little things around me, but I draw the line at mosquitoes. In my country they’re just an itchy, whiney nuisance, but that’s quite enough to get them squished. I don’t begrudge them the odd drop of blood, but throwing in a days long itch like a “but wait, there’s more!” TV salesman, isn’t at all reasonable. And if I lived in a bit of the world where their free offers included malaria, dengue fever, yellow fever etc. then I’d be even less inclined to give them house room. Did you know that the mosquito has killed more human beings than anything else in history? Not the same one… obviously… but something to ponder none the less.
We authors are faced by a different kind of tiny terror, that lurks amongst the sentences, stalks the paragraphs, and nibbles quietly away at the marks on the page. Spelling and wording errors seem to have a will to survive that matches the most determined plant and animal species on the planet. No matter how many times you go through the manuscript, or how many beta readers you have, or how good your editors are, somehow, at least one the little blighters will manage to sneak through to the final work.
Did you see that!? There’s even one in the previous sentence, so well hidden that you can’t actually see it! The swine! That’s just not playing fair. Well, we can’t have that. I’m going to put it back right now! “… somehow, at least one of the little blighters will manage to sneak through to the final work.”
Yep, I’m more certain than ever. It’s the little things that get you. Every single time…
The Magic of Wor(l)ds