Thinking and writing about murder and other such dastardly deeds is not always an easy thing to do on a beautiful, sunny, peaceful Spring day. An evening spent alone in an old empty house, on a dark street, at the end of a long country lane, with nothing but a couple of scary movies for company (enter The Hitcher and Timber Falls: bloody murder and grotesque plots) and I soon found my groove. Today, I am entering chapter five of Hide and Seek, my third mystery/suspense. Incidentally, I came across this really good getaway…. social scene’s a bit disappointing but it’s a great place to think!