Camp Nano

To Camp or Not To Camp?


Every time I sign up for NaNo, I fail spectacularly (last November was the best word count I ever managed at just over 42k)

So… do I sign up for Camp next month? I would get to set my own target word count (which is great), and I have plenty of projects I can attempt to finish off – maybe even more than one could be completed.

I wasn’t originally going to sign up because of the Chester Signing next month, but sadly, I have had to withdraw from attending because of Childcare issues (urgh), so I would have the time to write, and it may kickstart the motivation that has been seriously lacking so far this year. Honestly, every time I sit down to write, I find something else to do and the word doc gets closed without me adding anything to it.

It’s getting ridiculous and frustrating and I’m getting angry at myself more than anything. I have multiple projects that need to be finished this year. I’m currently writing a charity piece (minimum 15k word count) which will be in an anthology to raise money for Clusterbusters. While Girls and Boys is complete, editing will be starting soon (ick) and I still need to finish Andy’s accompanying novella. This will be titled A Wicked Game and is about 9k so far. I’m aiming for it to be at least 35-40k (more would be great).

Next month, I am releasing The Exchange Series: The Complete Collection in both ebook and paperback.

So, with all that, I can’t afford to have no motivation right now. So, yeah. Just going to sign up for next month’s Camp…



I’m going Camping next month… Join me?


I have decided, in my infinite wisdom, to take part in Camp Nano next month. Usually, NaNo doesn’t work for me, but I’m using Camp to work on Buses in the hopes that I can get the first draft finished!

I’m aiming at around 35,000 words to bring what I already have written to about 50,000. If I do more – YAY, if I do less, then at least I’ve written.

If you want to join me in my cabin, here’s my profile, send me a friend request (or whatever) and we can chat together and support each other. If not, hit me up on FB or Twiter 🙂

Now, here’s the very rough synopsis and a teaser for what I’m working on next month:


London in the mid 90s. no mobile phones, no mainstream internet, and some great music. Against this backdrop, follow university student Jack and his mechanic best friend Andy as they work out what and who they want in life.

Ruth’s new to the Big Smoke and has never felt more at home. Her path crosses with the best friends, but will a chance meeting be the start of something good or will it lead to her first taste of heartbreak?

My plan for the summer is to get Buses finished (with the help of Camp as I’ve said), to get the next novella (if not next two) in the Exchange Series written, and to make a start on the mammoth job that is reworking an already complete story. It’s standing at around 78,000 at the moment, but that figure will fluctuate like crazy until I’ve finished. I’m also keeping schtum on this project until I’m working on it, because I don’t want to talk myself out of it.


Rather than answer me, he threw my car keys across the small room at me. “Man. You are my hero.”

“Awww, honey. You say the sweetest things.”

“Fuck off.” I grinned at the feel of my car keys in my hand as I watched him gather his things. “Where you off to?”

“Meeting a chick I got chatting to before your headache meltdown.”

“Mate, we’re not in the eighties anymore. Stop calling women chicks.”

“Yeah, yeah. Anyway, this Emily’s fucking stunning, and I’m hoping she’s stunning at fucking.” My best friend was a complete letch.

“You have such a way with words. Just don’t wake me up again. I don’t appreciate listening to ‘ooh yeah, right there’ for about two hours.”

“You’re just jealous of my sexual prowess. Maybe if you worked harder at satisfying a woman, you’d enjoy the screamers. And you’d last longer too”

“I’ve not had any complaints about satisfying a woman, never mind how long I ‘last’. Now, piss off and leave me alone to watch a video.” Laughing, he walked out, slamming the front door behind him.

This is slated as a romance, but the main story is about the friendship between Andy and Jack… I love these boys and some of my pre readers have already picked a team. What about you? Just from this excerpt, who’s team do you think you might be on?