I achieved my goals over the weekend. I did the writing I wanted to do, and I put together next year’s Symi Dream calendar, using 12 of Neil’s photos, plus one for the cover. We now have to wait while our proof copies are sent, and as long as they look as good as usual, I’ll put up to link so you can start stocking up. We’ve never had a problem with them before, so they will be fine. We’ve tried to keep the price below €20.00, which sounds like a lot, I know, but it’s print-on-demand and only available online, and there’s nothing we can do about the print costs or delivery charges. Still, there will be a link in the right-hand column in a few weeks.
Bobby
I’m also pleased to report that my godfather’s biography, Bobby, was #15 in the Amazon Memoirs and Biographies charts over the weekend, which is a fair old achievement for him. I also wrote to Dame Shirley Bassey’s team, because he went out with her first manager, she and Bob were friends, and she gets a few mentions in the book. I thought she might like a copy. You can help boost Bobby up the charts by taking a look, buying a copy, and leaving a review here: https://mybook.to/bobby
Talking of reviews, there have been some excellent ones put up so far, so, thank you for those!
Other Things
The island is busy, the harbour is lined with boats, and the festival is underway. Live Greek music up in Horio last night, more in Yialos this week, and the Symi Theatre has put on their annual play.
I am onto draft two of my next book which is taking shape in an unusual way, for me. It’s going to be dark, amusing, intriguing, and one for the mystery lovers who also like cross-story connections. (What happened to a minor character in ‘Deviant Desire’, the very first book in these three series, is what drives the villain in this story set over four years later.)
I’m also pleased to report my cold has just about gone, and I’m left only with the sore nose which, I believe, has more to do with the general summer dust than it does anything else. I dusted the house yesterday, but before I did, I thought I’d put on a mask, only to find them all too dusty to do any good, so they’re going in the wash. No sooner have you got rid of the stuff from the surface than it’s back again. Mind you, with the doors and windows still open, the temperatures still in the 30s, and some breeze now and then, you can’t avoid the dust. At least it’s no Saharan at the moment; that’s even worse.
Enough of that. There are words to bash out, housework to do, books to publicise and fun to be had. Let’s see what the week will bring…
