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Friday, 4 September 2026

BEWARE THE SCAM!

 BEWARE THE SCAM!


    As an independent author - with seven books under my belt and another on the way - I'm used to ploughing my own lonely furrow. Not only to have to plan the narrative, write the words, edit the words, help design the cover and arrange printing, distribution and marketing. I don't mind doing these things but sometimes it would be nice to be relieved of at least some of the burden.
    Obviously an agent and a publisher would be desirable but getting the latter means finding the former and, so far, I've had no success in this department, despite sending numerous letters. So, when an unsolicited offer came along I was, naturally, interested to find out more.




    I'm used to getting fairly regular emails offering editorial and publishing services but am wary as it's usually quite obvious that these are far from genuine approaches and, if I bothered to engage, there would come a point when they started asking for money with no guarantee of providing anything that would increase my readership. So when I got an email from a publisher in San Francisco, I was very wary. However, the message from Jody Mosley's at the Chronicle Books Company was different. It really seemed, from what she wrote that she really had read Blood on the Rocks. Here's an extract. 

What stood out overall is the novel's ability to combine procedural authenticity with high-concept suspense. As hidden agendas, dangerous medical practices, and international conspiracies begin to emerge, the narrative appears to maintain a compelling balance between meticulous detective work and escalating danger, particularly as the investigation places members of Russell's own team at risk.

See what I mean?

Anyway, I replied, with caution, and we started a correspondence. We were getting on well and she recommended an agent who, she said, would be interested in my series of books. Not wishing to get my hopes up I talked to my wife, who is not only my editor but my greatest critic, and she got quite excited about it. The agent was called Henry Y Sheperd and his website, although a little difficult to navigate, seemed genuine, so I started exchanging emails with him.
    I am quite familiar with the process of approaching an agent, as I have done it several dozen times, so I knew the format and sent off my bio details, a synopsis and the first ten pages - double spaced - and I thought that would be it. I'd have to wait several weeks for a yay or nay. But he came back and asked for a formal letter of approach and said he would be able to guide me in writing it. This seemed a little extreme but I ready to comply. Then I showed it to my daughter Saskia, a savvy millennial. She was horrified! In a flash she put the title of my book into ChatGPT and, would you believe it, the same lengthy description came up, almost word for word. 
    You can imagine how I felt. The hopes I'd build up were severely dashed. Saskia was very apologetic but I'm so pleased she enlightened me and prevented me from getting even more involved in what now was obviously a scam. And do you know, when I didn't reply, I heard nothing back. A hard lesson learned. 
    As an addendum, I contacted one of the authors who, supposedly, was represented by Henry Y Sheperd. He informed me that he was a self-published author with no connection to the agent and was going to report it.

















Wednesday, 12 August 2026

SYNOPSIS

 SYNOPSIS


As well as working on book eight, Pike's tale, I have also been tasked to write a synopsis of Blood on the Rocks. Now, although I can easily write 500 - 1,000 words in a sitting when the muse is on my shoulder, I struggle to reduce a whole book to a few hundred words. Luckily, my wife and editor is much better at distilling 80,000 words into a cogent summary.


The synopsis needs to include all the salient details of the book, like the mysterious sanatorium, where Russell suspects illegal medical experiments are being carried out.


And the other story line which revolves around illegal Egyptian artefacts being pedalled for sale. 

If you haven't already read it you can get a copy from Amazon, in Kindle or paperback. 

Blood on the Rocks (DI Sonny Russell crime series Book 7) eBook : O'Donoghue, Chris: Amazon.co.uk: Kindle Store

Blood on the Rocks: Amazon.co.uk: Chris O'Donoghue: 9781916076754: Books

Tuesday, 4 August 2026

STEAMING AHEAD!

 STEAMING AHEAD!


Tenterden station, May 2026

Sadly, all heritage railways have ceased using steam locomotives while the drought persists and are running their services using diesel traction. This is a shame as there's nothing like seeing, hearing and feeling one of these fire breathing monsters running on rail tracks. Also, it may be having a detrimental effect as passenger numbers are significantly down. So, if you want to see these wonderful slices of our history continuing to operate, I urge you to visit a railway and enjoy a trundle through our lovely countryside.

Lookers hut

However, unlike the railway, I have been steaming along - with book eight in the DI Sonny Russell series of crime mysteries. At the moment the working title is PIKE'S TALE although I suspect it will end up with with BLOOD in the title, like the other books.

So far it involves a character who used to be a Looker on Romney Marsh but now works in the pottery at Nottery. The titular Septimus Pike, is, as you may remember from previous stories, an antique dealer, reminiscent of Fagin, and he plays a large part in this books. I won't give any more away, just to say I have managed to hammer out 32,000 words on the keyboard so over a third of the way through now. 

Details of the other titles are on the right, if you haven't already immersed yourself in the world in 1950s crime set around Rye and Romney Marsh. 









Wednesday, 20 May 2026

JUGGLING - AGAIN

JUGGLING - AGAIN


If I'd had a normal job, i.e. one with a pension, I probably would have retired several years ago. But as, apart from a a couple of short periods, I've always been self-employed, I've carried on long after normal retirement age. Also, as a nonagenarian friend said, you either use it or lose it, so I'm very happy to carry on, albeit slightly less intensely than in the past.
I've been lucky enough to have had a very varied working life and that continues. For a long time I was a professional modelmaker, often working to a deadline and a price. Nowadays I make and exhibit model railway layouts and they are usually well received and appreciated and I do it just for entertainment. That's me above with my Egyptian themed layout, Caravanserai at a recent exhibition in Hastings. Also above is a model of a signal box I made for another project



But, there are still bills to be paid so I do have to earn something of a living. After designing, building and exhibiting three medal winning gardens at the Chelsea Flower Show, I now concentrate on designing gardens for private clients. I do fewer than I used to but still enjoy working on several every year. In the last few months I've successfully designed and planted gardens in Cooden and Camber and there are a couple more in the pipeline.


Also, I have a cottage in Northiam I've owned for 40 years that I now use for holiday lets. My wife and I look after it, doing the cleaning and maintenance, something we both enjoy. It means we can make sure it's up to the standard we'd expect if we were renting it, plus it's good exercise! 


Another string to my bow is giving talks. I travel all over Kent and Sussex speaking to various groups: U3A, WI and gardening clubs, about Chelsea, garden design and one talk called 'From Pottery to Potting Shed, or how I became a gardener' which is mainly autobiographical and goes down well.


Then, out of the blue, I got a call from a pottery, asking if I'd be interested in doing some mouldmaking. Now, I trained as a mouldmaker and spent many years making moulds for potteries across the south-east but hadn't put my hand in a bucket of plaster for 18 years. But I agreed, made the moulds for an exclusive piece, and enjoyed the process, finding that it all came flooding back.


Finally, back to writing. I doubt I'll ever make it as a top flight writer, or earn a living at it. Although I know my books aren't bad, there's too much competition - but I do enjoy writing. I'm currently nearly a quarter of the way through book eight, in the DI Sonny Russell series of crime mysteries, provisionally titled Pikes Tale. The story revolves around a poisoning and a séance and will have the same mix of intrigue and information I like to include in my books.

So, you can see, life is far from dull and, I suppose I must enjoy juggling!



 

Monday, 20 October 2025

7th PAST THE POST!

 7th PAST THE POST!



Phew! I've done it! I know it should be first past the post but this is my seventh DI Sonny Russell crime mystery and I'm rather proud of it. Although it's taken a lot longer than the others - two years as opposed to 12 months, I think  - well I hope - it's my best one yet.


Some of the themes in it are much darker than before and I've been able to explore and develop my characters further than I have in the past. It's just as interesting for me to discover their back stories as it is for the readers. I never plan my books, just run with an idea and see where it takes me. In that way it's a voyage of discovery and always remains fresh.


I do hope you enjoy reading BLOOD ON THE ROCKS as much as I enjoyed writing it. I'm always happy to hear from my readers - whether praising or correcting - so please do let me know what you think. 









Tuesday, 29 July 2025

THE FINISHING LINE!

 

THE FINISHING LINE!


I'm almost there. "At last!" I hear you cry. That's how I feel too. After more than two years working on this book it's almost ready to go to the printer. I've no idea why it's taken so long - I have usually managed to produce a book a year. All I can say is, I think it's going to be worth the wait.


This isn't the final cover, just my rough idea of how it could look. I will reveal the brilliant cover that my designer has produced as soon as it's confirmed.



Be ready to immerse yourself in a tale that encompasses questionable dealings in a sanatorium and even dodgier artefacts being palmed off by a dubious Egyptian. All of which taxes DI Sonny Russell to the hilt.


Talking of whom... This is my late uncle - Sonny Russell - who is the inspiration for the detective in my books. He was a lovely man and most aptly named.

Wednesday, 14 May 2025

A WAITING GAME

 

A WAITING GAME


Shabti in the British Museum

After a long time - two years as against my normal 12 months - Blood on the Rocks is finished. I've no idea why it took so long to write - I haven't even got the excuse of lock-down. I knew where the narrative was going early on; I didn't suffer from writer's block; nothing took precedence, it just took a long time. 


Winged scarab

The editing process was smooth - my wife, Greer, expertly edited, spotting gaffes I'd made and making valuable suggestions and contributions to the story. My beta reader, John Nutting, picked up on grammatical and technical errors we'd missed and I went over once more tweaking and finessing.



Trial cover

The next stage is the cover. This is probably the most important part of getting the book noticed. Readers see the cover before reading a single word so it has to stand out. I usually mock up a cover to show to Paul, the designer, giving him an idea of what I think it should look like. He also has a synopsis of the book and will create his own interpretation. This is always far better than my own, amateurish effort but, it takes time. Not only does he have to assemble the images but lay them out in such a way that the printer can easily use them to produce the finished book - not a process that can be rushed. So now, it's a waiting game.


The Grange, Iden

The working title of the book had been 'Blood on the Nile'. This was because one of the main threads revolved around Egyptian artefacts that had been stolen by someone trying to sell them on. But, the title didn't sit comfortably with the other books in the series so a decision was made to use another thread. Spoiler alert! Early on a accident occurs where a body is found below the cliffs, hence the new title. 

Hopefully, you loyal readers won't have to wait too long now, to read the continuing stories of DI Sonny Russell, and his faithful companion, Aggie.

Monday, 11 November 2024

 LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL

    My poor readers. You've been eagerly awaiting the next book in the DI Sonny Russell series of crime mysteries and I've kept you hanging around for much longer than I usually do between books. I don't know why this one has taken so long - almost two years already. 
    It started well, with a good strong thread revolving around dubious goings on in a sanatorium, then a second thread dealing with Egyptian artefacts someone was trying to sell, which might have been stolen and might or might not be genuine. Somewhere along the line writing slowed to a crawl as I was struggling to find a way forward. It wasn't writers block, as such, but I couldn't even see the tunnel, let alone the light at the end of it. But, at last, the writing has gathered pace.


    In my usual way, I write as a reader - keen to discover what's coming next. Interesting ideas came out of the blue, including a new character, an Assistant Chief Constable, who has requested Russell's help in a sensitive case. This only happened about twenty pages ago and has helped the narrative immensely. 
    I have just passed the magical 75,000 word mark so feel I'm on the home straight. So saying, I'd better get on with writing it!



Monday, 4 March 2024

Getting a wiggle on

 GETTING A WIGGLE ON

Bait digger - low tide, Winchelsea Beach

No, I'm not going to talk about lugworms or ragworms or those hardy souls who go down to the beach at low tide to dig for bait. Much as I realise this could be suitable topic for a blogpost, I'll leave it for another day. No, this is more about me getting a wiggle on.


Ornamental Egyptian scarab

On checking back, I discovered that I started my current work in progress, back in November 2022. Normally I aim to finish writing a book in about a year and all six previous ones have followed this pattern. I have no real excuse for why this one has taken 16 months already and I'm still only a third of the way through. I could make excuses - well I will.

Pectoral brooch

The working title is 'Blood on the Nile and the initial theme for the story was the illegal import of artifacts, possibly looted from the tombs in Egypt. Superintendent Stout put Sonny Russell on the case saying 'you were out in the East during the war'. Although the DI pointed out he was actually in south-east Asia, not North Africa, Stout dismissed his protest. In order to make sure I know what I'm talking about I've planned for some time to visit the Egyptian Galleries in the British Museum. I'm still waiting to go so this may be a reason for my slowness.

Sanatorium

As my readers are aware I always include more than one story line, and try to weave the different themes together until finally bringing them to a satisfactory climax. This book is to be no different and I've introduced a mysterious sanatorium and a body found on the beach. I'll say no more - I think I've given enough away already. I'll leave you with this image of a hidden camp in the woods and let you guess why.


Just one more thing. In all my books I start each chapter with a definition, or explanation, of something that appears a few pages on. I really enjoy the research involved and hope it adds to the book. But I'd be interested to hear what those of you have read any of the books think about me continuing it.

Friday, 21 April 2023

TREADING WATER

 TREADING WATER




Do you ever go through a seemingly endless period where a lot seems to be happening but you don't feel as if you're achieving much? Those times when however much you try to tick items off the to-do list, it never seems to get any shorter? And your diary seems to be piling up with so many engagements you wonder if you'll ever be able to do any of them, let alone all of them? Well that's how I feel at the moment.

But, I keep telling myself, it's not as bad as it seems. My sixth book in the DI Sonny Russell series of crime novels has recently been launched and is selling well*. Plus, the others in the series are still going out, particularly the first one, Blood on the Tide. This is gratifying as hopefully, if new readers like it, they continue with others in the series.

*I stepped into the breach and gave a last minute talk recently as the scheduled speaker had tested positive for covid. The talk was to quite a small group in Benenden in Kent but as much of the action in Blood on the Dunes takes place nearby, I sold quite a number of copies, which was most gratifying. 




Although I've started on book six, provisionally titled Blood on the Nile**, I haven't made much progress, due to the reasons outlined above. But, I have been asked several times, by readers who have already finished 'Dunes', when the next book will be ready! As it usually takes a year to write a book, there will be a bit of a delay.


** Does this mean that DI Sonny Russell will be venturing further abroad, I hear you ask. Well, possibly. For relaxation, I model narrow gauge railways and several of my books have been inspired by the layouts I've built. In fact, the whole series started with a model I made based on the quayside at Rye Harbour in Sussex. For a while now I have been building an Egyptian themed layout called Caravanserai, so this has provided some of the inspiration for the next book. But, book and model alike are a long way from being finished, so meanwhile, I'll continue trading water.
 



Saturday, 27 August 2022

THE END IS NIGH

 THE END IS NIGH


When I started writing BLOOD ON THE DUNES I began, as always, with a germ of an idea but no definite plan of where the story was going or, indeed, how it was going to end. This is quite normal for me, as I write like a reader - to find out what is going to happen next. The trouble was, by the time I was approaching 20,000 words (about a quarter of the way through), I knew, not only the path the story was going to take but, more alarmingly, how it was going to end. This was definitely not good as either it was going to be a very short book or, more worryingly, I would have to start again from scratch.


By way of a diversion I had introduced a side story concerning the disappearance of a boy from a children's home. (This device is known as a MacGuffin*). DI Sonny Russell is sent to investigate. He is reluctant as he'd rather be involved in more serious crimes, but his boss, Superintendent Stout, insists it's important. Russell thinks that's because the man in charge of the children's home is one of his golfing buddies. 

Then it dawned on me. This diversion was actually a rich seam that I could mine. Suddenly the boy became pivotal to the whole plot and now, as I approach the conclusion to the book, he's taken on a life of his own, which was most unexpected.

In my first DI Russell novel, BLOOD ON THE TIDE, one of the main characters was a German, called Wolfgang. He wasn't a vey nice man but he was disabled and his childhood was rather unhappy. Talking to readers I've since learned that they felt sorry for him. It made me realise that I'd accidentally created a rather complex person that people related to quite differently from how I'd anticipated they would. With this in mind, I've now deliberately written a character, who is far from nice, but who has arrived at where he is because of past circumstances. Hopefully, I've pulled it off.

If you would like to know more about Wolfgang and haven't already discovered my series of books, set mainly around Rye and Romney Marsh in the 1950s, they are available in paperback and Kindle on Amazon and in paperback direct from the author

*In fiction, a MacGuffin is an object, device, or event that is necessary to the plot and the motivation of the characters, but insignificant, unimportant, or irrelevant in itself. The term was originated by Angus MacPhail for film, adopted by Alfred Hitchcock, and later extended to a similar device in other fiction. 




Sunday, 15 May 2022

CHARCOAL & PLAGIARISM.

 CHARCOAL & PLAGIARISM


Burning charcoal

Why the strange dual title you may ask? Let me explain. In my current work in progress, BLOOD ON THE DUNES, the main character, a runaway from a children's home, is hiding in the woods. He has a copy of Baden Powell's Scouting for Boys which he's read from cover to cover and is skilled in woodmanship and all manner of outdoor skills. So he plans to build a shelter, a bivouac, so he can stay concealed. He pushes deeper into the woods and is delighted to discover a readymade shelter. He doesn't realise that's it's an abandoned Charcoal burner's hut.


Construction of a charcoal burner's hut

Charcoal burning is an ancient tradition going back over 3,000 years. It was discovered that charcoal provided sufficient heat for iron-smelting, glass-making and working with precious metals. It was the discovery that charcoal could be used to smelt tin and copper together, hence the Bronze Age, which lasted from c3,500-800 BC. It continued to be used into the Iron Age although as this required much higher temperatures, coal and coke rapidly replaced it from about 1700 onwards. The production of charcoal then went into decline and almost died out until a revival during WW1 when it was used extensively as a filter in gas masks. Again, the craft faded away until a brief revival for the same purpose in WW2. Nowadays production is limited to the use on barbecues and in some incenses.


A charcoal burner's hut

So much for the history lesson, now to plagiarism. I wrote about a couple of  felons who took shelter in a charcoal burner's hut after a train robbery in BLOOD ON THE SHRINE, but didn't go into much detail. But, I went back to that book and 'borrowed' some of what I'd written for inclusion in the new book. I must stress that I haven't copied it verbatim, just used some of the ideas I'd written down. It also sent me down a research rabbit hole looking into the ancient craft. Here's a link if you'd like to know more. 
New Forest Charcoal Burners - Real New Forest Guide


Saturday, 16 April 2022

JUGGLING


JUGGLING

    I've just returned from a Maker's Market in the nearby village. It was mainly crafts and brocante so my books stood out as being quite different. It was an early - 8.45am - start and very little happened for the first couple of hours. In fact there were far more stallholders that visitors and I started to think it was going to be a bit of a damp squib. Fortunately, more people arrived, it picked up and by the finish, at 2pm, I was pleased with the number of books I'd sold.


But... and there had to be a but, didn't there? While enjoying myself, chatting to my potential readers, I couldn't help thinking about what I should have been doing. 





I'm really keen to get on with Blood on the Dunes, book six in the series, as it's taken a lot longer than the others. This is only partly due to the pandemic, more to do with the book itself. Like the writer Ann Cleeves - Vera and Shetland - I write as a reader, i.e. I start off with the germ of an idea but I've no real clue as to where the story is going and keep writing to find out how it's going to end. This time, I knew the ending before I'd even reached halfway. So It was either going to be a very short book or I'd have to start again. However, after several long walks on the beach with Aggie I started formulating an idea on how to extend it. 

I'd introduced a15 year old boy who'd disappeared from a children's home. Initially, he was written as a minor character, then as I became more interested in him, his character started to develop. Now much of the story revolves around what happens to him. I really didn't see that coming!



As I mentioned earlier, I realised I should be getting on with something else. Sadly, that's not writing but garden design. I'm up against deadlines on two large projects, so I'd better conclude this blog and get on with them!

Thursday, 5 August 2021

SLOUGH OF DESPOND

 SLOUGH OF DESPOND

or why can't I be arsed?



Maybe it's because of the never-ending pandemic. Maybe it's because of the fallout from the stupid Brexit. Maybe it's because of the crap, unsettled weather. Maybe the planets are misaligned. Maybe it's all or none of these. Whatever it is, I just can't raise enthusiasm for tasks that I normally find challenging and usually enjoy. 

Generally, Aggie and I go for a trot to the beach and I find a suitable location and take a photo of her posing somewhere interesting, then post it on social media later. But even those photo shoots are now few and far between. I still try to walk a couple of miles a day and odd things still lift my spirits. Yesterday, it was the sight of a schooner in full sail in the bay which got me excited, but it hasn't lasted. Even railway modelling, where I can usually lose myself and lose track of time, holds no attraction.

I'm not suffering from writers block, either. In fact I've put down over a thousand words of the new book - number six in the Inspector Sonny Russell series - and I know where the plot is going - vaguely, so it's not that. Also, I've got a new laptop so writing is physically much easier. But, I'm finding it increasingly difficult to actually get down to it.

I've been trying to get the latest book, Blood in the Garden, formatted for kindle. Even that is proving to be a trial and I'm wondering if it's worth it. 

Could it be my age? I know we're supposed to slow down as we get older but it ain't no fun. I guess I'll just have to weather it and hope my normal enthusiasm returns soon. Otherwise...