Promoting Rennie Stride...

One of my best-loved fantasy series is Patricia Kennealy-Morrison's Keltiad, but I'm also a great fan of detective fiction and rock biographies (which I tend to read if I'm in mid-novel and don't want the magpie-mind to pick up too much of someone else's stuff). I don't remember much of the 60s (not because I wasn't there, but because I was 5 when they ended!) but it's a period that interests me greatly.

When I found out that pkmorrison is bringing out another in the Keltiad series as well as a new detective series, it made my day. Patricia is bringing this out herself, having reached the limits of her patience with the publishing industry (DON'T get me started on this one - suffice to say that she's not the only one).

I'm reproducing part of her post here, but do go and check it out on her own LJ. This is going to be good.

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Death is her groupie...or she's his.

Sex, drugs, rock&roll---and murder. A slightly different side of the Sixties.


She's a newspaper reporter whose beat is rock, not a detective, and her best-friend sidekick is a blonde bisexual superstar chick singer, not a cop, but murder rocks their world, following them through the heart of the Sixties, from Haight-Ashbury to the Hollywood Hills, from the East Village to Abbey Road....

In the hip, funny, contemporary style of modern mystery queens Margaret Maron, Sharyn McCrumb, Janet Evanovich, Marcia Muller...

Seamlessly blending the fictional with the real: the stars, the bands, the music, all the excitement of the most incredible decade of the last century...

Full of rockworld dish and attitude, created by someone who was not only there for it but made some of it happen herself, and who took just enough drugs to get into it and not so many that she can't remember it...

And with murder to sit in and jam...

The Rennie Stride Mysteries.

Writing

I have been in the shop today so the writing has necessarily been interrupted, but I've managed to do some revision on Winterstrike (not as bad as I'd feared but there is still something missing and I think I know what it is now). Also some minimal research on a new short story featuring Alexander Pope, which has given me a possible first line ("It was pleasant enough, but it lacked nymphs.")

When I get home, there's some editing for Asimov's which needs to be done tonight, and also a revised proposal to be sent off.