Fronted Adverbials

I am rarely lost for words but I struggle to adequately express my dismay at the KS2 curriculum. Why test very young children on esoteric grammatical terms? Why this insistence on using ‘interesting words’? Because God forbid a child should ever say something simply. Oh no, they must pour in the ‘interesting words.’ They must learn how to make it complicated, make it difficult to read, rip out all the meaning and their natural raw honesty and replace it with cleverness. They must learn the art of using a lot of big words without actually saying anything. Then they’ll have a great future ahead of them as a politician, or a management consultant, or a PR spokesman for Monsanto.

And the practice of measuring daily reading with a timer – instead of just taking away their screens and surrounding them with books – makes me want to howl. Reading is an escape, not a duty.

But I always seem to come up short. I fail to express why it’s so important, why teaching about ‘fronted adverbials’ isn’t just unnecessary but positively harmful. Then I heard A. L. Kennedy on Radio Four and she said it all. This. All of this.

Bleeding Heart Price Drop

To celebrate the launch of ‘Don’t Look Back’ next week, I have dropped the price of ‘Bleeding Heart’ to 99 cents. I hope that a few people are tempted to read it at that price… There’s a lot more Ness Stone to come in the next few weeks!

Pick up Bleeding Heart at Amazon now – if you want to be super kind you could use my affiliate link. It’s the same price for you, but the Zon throw me a few extra shekels.

Don’t have a Kindle? It will be on iBooks, Barnes & Noble, Kobo, Inktera, Scribd, Oyster, 24 Symbols and Tolino next week, and the paperback will be available via Amazon before Christmas.

Yes, indeed I did do a lot of formatting over the past few days. Yes, it was a bit of a nightmare. And yes, I would like a cup of tea, thanks for asking.

<mops brow>



Cover Reveal!


This is the ebook cover for a new free short story in the Clytemnestra Stone series. I will launch it later this week and I am like a kid on Christmas Eve about it. It comes after a brand new cover design for Bleeding Heart which looks like this…


Gorgeous, no? And in a couple of weeks I will be able to share the cover for Heart of Stone – the next book in the Clytemnestra Stone series.

I just can’t wait until I can display all of my book covers together. Dave has done an amazing job of designing them as a complete series.

After Heart of Stone, my next launch will be I Am Fury, a standalone YA fantasy adventure. Finally – something that Oliver can read!

London for the Bookish

I’m a book person. Are you?

If you’re not sure, check your reaction to this picture

Did you think:

A: “That place needs a good clear out”


B: “If I won the Lottery, I would have a room just like that”

If your answer was B, then you are a book person. Welcome, come sit next to me. We’re going to get along just fine.

I would argue that London is an unusually bookish place. Just ride the Tube and you’ll see carriages full of people reading novels. My friends outside London tell me that no-one reads any more. Really? Come to London, we’re all at it. At any given moment there is a literary festival or a book group meeting or a ‘meet the author’ talk. London reads. It’s one of my favourite things about this city.

Since you’re a book person too, you’ll like these places.

West End Lane Books is a brilliant small independent bookshop. The stock is curated by people who truly know and love books. I always get Christmas and birthday presents for my “impossible to buy for” Dad here. Recently I bought him “Russian Roulette” by Giles Milton, which he devoured in one sitting. (Yes, he’s a book person too.) Their Twitter feed @WELBooks is highly entertaining.

British Library and Bookshop is a regular pilgrimage spot. It is possible to get a Reader Pass, but don’t expect to get into a Reading Room on a day trip. You need to apply in advance, and explain why your research requires content from the British Library.  They can reject your application, or steer you gently towards a more suitable library.  (Gently, mark you.  They are gentle, bookish types.  These are our people.)  It’s still worth a visit for the galleries and for the bookshop where you can buy gifts for your bookish friends and family.

If you want a proper library, my favourite is Swiss Cottage. The architecture creates light and a sense of space which belies the enormous selection of books crammed into this building. The upstairs cafe is much cheaper than the downstairs branch of Del Aziz and also has a selection of secondhand books to swap for free. There are comfy chairs all overy the library as well as desks upstairs for more serious work. The children’s library has activities and books for children of every age. When my son was a baby I took him to ‘Rhyme Time’ there to listen to songs for babies. Now he’s eight he likes to sprawl on the comfy foam steps area of the children’s library to read. He also loves checking books in and out himself on the computerised system.

The best of the bigger bookshops has to be the new Foyles on Charing Cross Road. I spent hours wandering round all the second-hand bookshops on Charing Cross Road with my Dad when I was a kid. They’ve all gone now and however much I love my kindle I can’t help feeling sad about it. The world changes and moves on. Anyway, the new Foyles goes some way to healing the wound with the largest range of books under one roof of any bookshop in the UK. I like to read in French sometimes (“pretentious, moi?”) and their foreign language section is to die for.

I have to mention Daunt Books on Marylebone High Street. It is such a beautiful shop with its wood paneling and graceful arched windows. We always go there immediately after booking a trip; they have an exhaustive selection of travel guides.

I also have an emotional attachment to the bookstalls on the Southbank too. Yes, I know, I’ve already mentioned them. But for me the perfect London weekend day will always be a browse in Tate Modern, then a walk along the river, another browse amongst the books, then drinking a hot chocolate in the BFI cafe while we’re all immersed in reading our new purchases. Bliss, London style.


How Does “Free” work?

Eduardo Saverin: You don’t want to ruin it with ads because ads aren’t cool.

Mark Zuckerberg: Exactly.

“The Social Network” Movie (2010)

I’m interested in things that are ‘free’.  Up to a point.  When something is on ‘buy one get one free’ I usually only get one, to the bafflement of the person on the checkout.  “But it’s free!” they protest with increasing shrillness, “It’s free!  Buy One Get One Free!  You can get two for the same price!  You might as well.”

Is it free though?  Is the space it takes up in my home free?  Is my time free?  Is my brand loyalty free?  Of course I don’t say that.  I just say: “No thanks.  Yes I understand that it’s free, but I really only need one toothbrush.”  The checkout assistant makes that face – the one that says “I’m wondering whether to file you under ‘Stupid’ or ‘Crazy’ right now.  But you’re a customer, and you’re usually polite and you have a cute son.  So I’ll smile and we’ll both pretend that this awkward moment never happened.”

I am not a ‘freeloader’ which my Pocket Oxford defines as ‘a person who takes advantage of other people’s generosity without giving anything in return’.  I’m interested in things that are free but I still want to give back.  So I do like ‘free’ – but only if it’s really free and fair for everyone involved.

So when is ‘free’ the right price point for the reader?  Oh, it sounds so obvious doesn’t it?  Intuitively, we think we’d like everything to be free.  And yet, my experience of getting free books hasn’t been entirely positive.  Has yours?  Ever downloaded a free ebook that turns out to be an 8 page pdf of pure advertorial?  Or read something free, enjoyed it, bought into the brand – and then found that the free sample wasn’t representative of what was really on offer?  And the worst of all – you sign up for a free e-book and newsletter only to find that you’ve actually hit the button marked: ‘Permission to stalk me across all media in perpetuity with aggressive hard-sell tactics creating an involuntary gag reflex whenever I see this author’s name.’  I suppose all those words wouldn’t fit on the sign up button… so they just went with ‘Subscribe’ instead, but that was what they meant.  I find that the negative brand associations in these cases are worse than if I’d paid for the book.  A bond of trust is created when something is free – it’s a deeper relationship than when you pay for something.  It’s emotional.

Also don’t you find that you abandon a free book more quickly than one you bought?  I ditched a kindle sample on the fourth page yesterday.  Actually the first few pages were a self-promotional prologue from the author so it was technically the first page of the actual book when I gave up and deleted it.  If I’d paid I might have struggled on for a few more pages, but it was a free sample.  I wasn’t invested so I wasn’t prepared to put up with poor writing.

On the other hand, I got a free e-book copy of ‘APE Author, Publisher, Entrepreneur’ by Guy Kawasaki as part of my NaNoWriMo winners’ goodie bag.  I’d read a few articles by Guy Kawasaki before, and I liked the cut of his jib.  The giveaway was well-targeted – a NaNoWriMo winner has just written a book so we were the perfect market.  I was excited to get it and devoured the whole thing in a few days.  I’ll probably read it a dozen times and refer back to it a dozen more.  So the next time I’m browsing and Guy Kawasaki’s name pops up, I’m going to be within a nanowrimo of pressing ‘Buy Now’.  In this case, ‘free’ worked.  Not just for the reader, but for the writer: I’ve become a fan.

“Fans, true fans, are hard to find and precious.  Just a few can change everything. What they demand, though, is generosity and bravery.” Seth Godin – in Tribes

So why did it work – not just in terms of my getting a freebie, but also becoming a fan who will buy more books?  The recent income survey at Beverley Kendall’s blog backed up how well the intelligent use of ‘free’ can work for writers.  The vast majority of the self-published authors surveyed who were earning significant amounts of money from their writing had work available for free, and believed that it had been a factor in their success.

I’ve put my novel on KDP Select so it will be free at various points in the next 90 days (details will be on Twitter).  This will be my first experiment with ‘free’.  I have low expectations at this stage – I’m just dipping my toe in the water while I write the next book in the series.  But I intend to create at least one book that is permanently free in the series I’m writing, as well as promoting others from time to time.

If ‘free’ is going to work for the reader, then I believe that the writer has to give them a quality product – a level of quality that they would have been prepared to pay for.  Also it must be a fair representation of what the reader will get if they choose to invest in other books or continue following the blog.

When ‘free’ works for the writer they find fans.  Reader loyalty doesn’t need to come in the form of money – spreading recommendations, reviews, and encouragement are all valuable to writers.  So now I’m just working on creating something that’s good enough to be free.

London in love

London is the most romantic city on Earth.  Yes, that’s right, more romantic than Florence, New York and even Paris.

Okay, I admit that I’m biased.  I fell in love here, so every single paving stone of this city is soaked through with associations.  Camden market might seem very unromantic to other eyes, but as I walk past I can see the day I met my husband.  That swooping feeling when you dream that you’re falling – it’s still there every time I pass by.  When I walk to the end of our street I can see us together seven years ago outside the hospital.  I’m holding a tiny scrap of a baby against me, Dave is wrestling with a car seat for the first time – a brand new family.  I walk past that spot almost every day and there we all are, a memory tethered to the doors of the hospital like a balloon – visible only to me, but none the less real for that.  That’s why for me, this is the most romantic city on Earth.

So you’re in love, you’re in London, and you want to go on a date… for free.  Where do you go?  My top five ideas…

1.) A Sunday walk along the South Bank  Again I have to admit my bias – my husband and I walked along the South Bank together the morning after he proposed.  But even for a first date you won’t struggle for conversation, with the river to watch and the book stalls to browse.  If the date goes really well you can continue it at Tate Modern.

2.) A picnic in Regent’s Park or, if you’re double-dating and want a more convivial atmosphere try Primrose Hill.  But Regent’s Park is perfect if you just want to lie on the grass talking and sunbathing- the park is big enough that you can have quite a big patch to yourselves.  Just don’t set up too close to The Hub or you’ll find that the lovely quiet spot you’ve chosen is actually the middle of a cricket match!

3.) A snowy day on the Heath.  If you’ve fallen in love in winter those endless days of lazing on the grass will just have to wait.  In which case, go to Hampstead Heath together in the snow.  It’s like visiting Narnia – right down to the lamp post in the middle of the woods.  Some of the pubs in Hampstead have open fires if you need to warm up afterwards.

4.) Meet me by the statue  Long distance is hard.  Meet by the statue at Saint Pancras after an absence – the perfect reunion.

5.) National Portrait Gallery – with every face, I think about who they were and who they loved.  Emma Hamilton is in Room 17.  Her memory of the day that she found out that her beloved Nelson had died at Trafalgar is in Christopher Hibbert ‘Nelson – A Personal History’ – “They brought me word, Mr Whitby from the Admiralty. ‘Show him in directly,’ I said. He came in, and with a pale countenance and faint voice, said, ‘We have gained a great Victory.’ – ‘Never mind your Victory,’ I said. ‘My letters – give me my letters’ – Captain Whitby was unable to speak – tears in his eyes and a deathly paleness over his face made me comprehend him. I believe I gave a scream and fell back, and for ten hours I could neither speak nor shed a tear.”