A bit more work…

…on Edward’s summer story.  It’s pouring with rain here, but in the story he’s at the beach.




I’m struggling for a name for his travelling companion. Ideally something that rhymes with eggs – she’s a chicken.



Anyone like robots?

Here is Mr McMarvel’s friendly robot, Rupert:


Lots of things happen to Rupert in Mr McMarvel’s Amazing Machines, which I am delighted to say is at this moment Number 1 in Kobo’s Children’s books featuring robots. http://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/ebook/mr-mcmarvel-s-amazing-machines

Here are some of Mr McMarvel’s other inventions.

The Grunts, Squeaks and Scary Noises Machine:


The Butter Your Toast Machine:


The Doughnuts Without the Dough Machine:


The Bouncing Nutty Locator:


The Dappled Ice-Cream Maker


What sort of machine would you invent?

The Ghostly Ghastlys series – Book 1 free on Smashwords



The first three in the series are on Smashwords now, as well as Amazon. Book 1: Finding A Home is currently free to download from Smashwords, and is available in pretty much all formats. Here’s the link: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/357548


The Ghostly Ghastlys


I am busy editing the first three books of my Ghostly Ghastly series for 7-9 year olds.

Here’s the beginning:


Chapter 1.Mischief at the Castle


Mr and Mrs Ghastly and the three little Ghastlys – Bubble, Trouble and Puff – lived in the castle above the town. Other ghosts lived there too. It was their job to scare the visitors, because it was a haunted castle.

The little Ghastlys wanted to join in with the scaring, but the castle ghosts wouldn’t let them.

“Haunting is work for big important ghosts!” wailed the Wailing Lady.

“Little ghosts should keep well away and mind their manners,” snapped Buckle the ghostly butler.

“Little ghosts should not be seen and should never be heard,” said the Headless Knight, snootily.

Mr and Mrs Ghastly were busy ghosts. They were opera singers, and celebrities in the ghost world. They gave nightly performances in the woods below the castle. Ghosts from miles around came to hear them.

They practiced a lot. They didn’t keep an eye on the little Ghastlys, so Bubble, Trouble and Puff could usually do what they liked.

And what they liked was to cause mischief.

“The castle ghosts are mean misery-guts,” said Bubble. She swung her long ghostly pony tail from side to side, and gave a cheeky grin. “Let’s get our own back.”

Trouble had spiky hair and a wicked sense of humour. “We’ll make them squirm and squeak and squeal,” he said.

“We’ll play some really brilliant tricks on them,” said Puff. She was tiny with curly hair and a round baby face, but there was nothing else angelic about her.