Showing posts with label family. Show all posts
Showing posts with label family. Show all posts

Monday, February 10, 2014

Your chance to name Roxy's 5th book!

Fans of my Ghostwriter Mystery series will be happy to hear I have finished the latest Roxy Parker adventure, and my children are still in one piece—see blog below. Of course the fact that they've spent the past few months being ignored by their mother, staring at far too many screens, and generally learning that writers are a grumpy bunch on deadline, is neither here nor there.

We're alive and we're happy. Well, actually, not everyone is. There are at least three very unhappy people in my latest novel. One of them has just fallen off a cliff on the Italian Riviera, so that's not so much fun. Another has been bludgeoned in his Berlin apartment, and it's ruined a perfectly good guitar (not to mention his head). And the third? Well, you'll have to read the book to find out what happens to the third. It's Roxy's boyfriend Max and he's gone missing while working in Europe.

Why has Max vanished?
Is he still alive?
Can Roxy Parker find him, even with his annoying, self-absorbed sister by her side?

Before you can find the answers to those questions, I need YOUR help. The manuscrpt is currently with my US editor and will be online in a few weeks, but I'm looking for a creative title.

What would you name it?

If you can think of a good title you get to name the book and be credited in the Acknowledgements section. How good is that? All you have to do is think of a snappy title that encapsulates what the Ghostwriter Mysteries are all about: writing, murder, adventure, fun. But this time we need to add a spice of travel.

I've been playing with the titles: Lost in Translation or Globe Plotting. My cover designer tells me the former is a film, the latter an embarrassment. Can you do better than that?

I'd love to hear from you. Don't forget it HAS to include some kind of reference to writing, words, books etc, just like the previous four titles (but also mystery and travel, tricky huh?):

    

You have one week to complete your task. Good luck!

xo Christina

UPDATE: A big THANK YOU to all my readers who got in touch with cover titles (all via email, although a comment here would have been just as good). There were some fun, inspiring and just plain loony suggestions, but sadly, none were quite right. Special mention to Hannah P's contribution: Dead on Arrival. (Very clever, Hannah, and I might store that away for another time.) So what did I end up calling it? You'll have to wait and see when the book gets published, very soon!


Tuesday, October 8, 2013

Why switching off switches you back on

I've been travelling through Europe for the past five weeks and put myself on a deliberate cyber diet. No blogging about my latest books, no trawling through Facebook or posting tweets (#CALarmer), I didn't even take my Kindle (shock, horror). For 34 glorious days, I got back to the real world. Family close by, I strolled, marvelling, through the cobbled streets of Paris. I delighted in the buzz of Barcelona and the snow dipped alps of Mt Pilatus in Switzerland. I swam in the Mediterranean and ogled the Mona Lisa, my disappointed children beside me ("But, Mum, it's soooo small!"). I ate fresh Greek squid and drank cherry beer in Brugge, and I had little more than my journal and a few well-thumbed paperbacks for company (Harlan Coben and Kate Moran if you must know).

And it was clearly just what I needed because, one night, around day 28, I had an epiphany.

I was lying in bed listening to the wind howling outside our cosy villa in Santorini when it came to me, in a whoosh—the key to a book I had been struggling with for many years. Dubbed Greek Expectations, this is the story of a woman's journey back to a small Greek island in search of something she left there many years earlier. Problem was, I could not decide what it was she was actually searching for. Well, I had an idea, of course, it was the whole reason I'd started the story a decade ago, but it was clearly a crap idea because I could never get very far with the story before I laid down my proverbial pen and moved on to other projects.

And then, that night in the Greek Isles, it all made sense. Of course! That's what she's looking for. Suddenly, miraculously, I had the whole novel crystal clear in my mind, and it was invigorating. It still is. I can't wait to throw out my old, muddled draft, and start anew.

I struggled to sleep after that—plotting novels is never good for insomniacs—and promptly jotted the plot down in my travel journal over an icy frappe at Perissa Beach the next day. And then a calmness descended. That night I slept like a baby.

I don't know, now, whether this tantalising plot line came to me because I was travelling to fresh and enthralling lands or because I had taken a much needed break from computers and the internet. I assume it was a little of both, but I know for a fact that there's nothing more enriching for the mind and soul. Whether we're creative types or not, but especially if we are, we all need time out from our ordinary, busy, noisy lives. We all need time to enrich the mind, nourish the imagination and be still, even if we're doing it trudging through the Louvre or towards the Acropolis. Or simply sitting in our back yard and doing nothing at all.

Sometimes you just need to stop staring into a screen to see things more clearly.

I can't wait to get started on Greek Expectations (#2). In the meantime, happy reading ... (and thanks, Santorini, I owe you one).

xo Christina

Sunday, October 9, 2011

My family & other animals: Travel tips (FYI)

About to set sail with your family or head off on a road trip?
Here are some travel survival tips for holidaying with extended family (from someone who's done a lot of it!)

• Choose a holiday you all agree on
• Share responsibilities such as organising the trip, booking restaurants, babysitting…
• Leave personal views about parenting, drinking and diet at home
• Book enough accommodation for each family to really spread out and relax
• Adjoining rooms are good for babysitting and catching up
• Set basic rules first, such as how often you get together and where
• If someone wants to do their own thing, don’t take it personally
• Get the formal group photo out of the way early
• Take your own happy snaps and share photos at the end
• Share things like snorkelling gear, books and toys
• Move around at mealtimes so you catch up with everyone
• Take kids’ books and toys to dinner so you get some adult conversation in
• Invite single family members to join you in activities and mealtimes, and offer to babysit if they have kids
• Don’t expect Grandma to keep the kids entertained. It’s her holiday, too!
• Enjoy!

Ocean's 16 (a past travel story for your enjoyment...)

Imagine sticking 16 members of the same family together on a cruise ship in the South Pacific. Will they be drawn closer or heading for the gangplank? I don my sailor hat and find out...

It seemed like a good idea at the time. My father’s 70th birthday was coming up, he wanted to celebrate by taking the whole family on a South Pacific cruise, and I couldn’t have been more excited. As the date crept up, however, so too did the doubts. Is this really such a good idea for an extended family? There are 16 members in mine, aged from four to almost-70, and now living in five different countries including the United States, Singapore and Papua New Guinea. How would we all get along? Getting together for Christmas lunch is one thing, but ten days stuck on a ship in the middle of nowhere? That’s 30 meals, countless group photos and endless hours of small talk…
Then there’s the matter of our varying ages and tastes. Would all 16 of us have a good time? Even my husband (whose idea of hell is dancing the Macarena on the Lido deck—an activity that presented itself before we’d even left shore), and my two young sons who got cabin fever on our seven-acre property? How would they go couped up on crowded ship by day and in a four-berth cabin with ‘the oldies’ at night?
Only time would tell, so I swallowed my concerns and headed for the Sydney port. Dubbed ‘Australia’s first superliner’ Pacific Dawn is an older Princess ship that’s been revamped by P&O with a few new twists including more flexible dining times. It accommodates up to 2050 passengers but don’t let the crowds put you off. We moved swiftly through check-in and within an hour were up on deck greeting each other excitedly. And what an electrifying way it is to reunite—the sun setting around us as we glided beneath the Harbour Bridge, champagne piccolos in hand.

A feast to remember
That first meal was a good sign of things to come. We dined over four leisurely courses and across two tables that faced out to sea. The menu was tantalising, the food excellent and the service first-class. Luckily, we were able to hold onto these tables so the waiters got to know which wines we preferred and how quickly to serve our kids before they turned feral. They also knew by Day 7 to present Dad’s birthday cake quietly without the usual fuss (eight waiters gathered around singing at the top of their lungs).
At the start my mother suggested we do our own thing by day and get together for the main meal at night, and it proved the making of the trip. We weren’t expected to constantly coordinate and compromise. One day, for instance, while Dad disappeared for some wine tasting, my mother on a chef’s tour and my sisters to the gym, I headed for the library and my husband tried his hand at quoits. Having said that, it’s surprising how often you run into each other on a ship with five restaurants, nine bars and lounges and 11 decks!

Kidding about
As for the kids? Who needs acreage when there are two pools, 24-hour in-house movie channels and threeITALICS Kids Clubs? Forget about the children, the Clubs are everything a parent could want, with a strict signing-in book, beepers to keep in touch and movie nights (with beds and dimmed lighting) so you can take in a show. Best of all, they’re broken down into age groups which enabled my youngest to bond with his Singapore cousin in Turtle Cove (ages 3 to 6) while my eldest mingled with his Sydney cousins in Shark Shack (ages 7 to 12). There’s also a Teen Lounge, and all three come with a daily menu of age-related activities including arts and craft, song and dance, mini-basketball and PlayStation®3.
There’s plenty of fun for the adults, too, and it’s all listed in the newsletter that’s delivered daily to your cabin door. The selection includes shuffleboard lessons, theme nights, quizzes and games, art auctions and grandparent get-togethers or ‘boasts’. There’s also an internet cafe, a gym, a salon and a spa offering everything from Tahitian scalp massages to collagen facials, most of which cost extra. The budget-conscious in your group needn’t despair as all main meals and most activities are included in the fare, and because you’re issued with a personal cruise card (which deducts automatically from your credit card) you don’t need to fiddle about with cash, currency or tips. Nor could anyone pull a swiftie when it came to bar shouts. While alcohol cost extra, we simply took turns presenting our cards.

New Caledonia
After three days of sailing, it was delightful to wake up to find Noumea come into frame through our large porthole. The capital of New Caledonia, Noumea is a contradiction of cultures with shabby French shuttered buildings alongside thatched huts and coconut trees. It was here that we made our first family error. We ignored Mum’s advice. None of us had opted for shore tours, things like bird sanctuaries and zodiac rides, so once we’d swiped our cruise cards and disembarked, we were left floundering. Some of us were clearly in the mood for adventure, others to sightsee or shop; yet we compromised and settled for a local beach, which probably wasn’t the best use of our time.
The next day we did things differently. We’d sailed through the night and were now anchored off Lifou in the Loyalty Islands, a Pacific island cliché with glassy blue waters and stunning coral reef. Determined to maximise the day, my little family got ashore early, snagged a shady spot and was snorkelling for hours before the stragglers in the group caught up. There’s no port at Lifou and the tenders take you back and forth to the ship all day which is perfect for varying age groups—some of us returned to the ship to settle small children, others for a nanna nap.

Vanuatu
Our next two stops were in the tiny island nation of Vanuatu, the first at Port Vila, the capital. By now the family broke up easily into smaller groups; one took a taxi tour, another went diving, and the rest of us headed for the luscious lagoon pool of the nearby Iririki Island Resort. The next day we anchored at the more remote island of Wala and, as it was Dad’s birthday, we happily gathered under palm trees and snorkelled together in the warm bay. The kids also befriended the local children while the adults stocked up on handicrafts. By the time the ship hauled anchor and was heading home, most of us were looking forward to the last three days at sea, which for the hubby and I were largely spent lying on a deck chair at the stern, immersed in books (no nagging children or dance music to disturb us).

Family matters
As it turns out, holidaying with extended family really is a great idea, if only for the free babysitting. We took turns escorting the kids to early dinners then popping them in Kids Club so the rest of us could relax and enjoy the nights (particularly handy for the single mum in our group). And when my boys fell ill, various family members watched over them so my husband and I could get some fresh air. Others minded the kids when we broke Mum’s rule and snuck off for a romantic dinner one night.
There’s a certain comradeship in being part of a larger group. One day all the girls got together for a chick flick, another time I ran late for a popular yoga class and it didn’t matter as my sisters had saved me a mat. There was never a shortage of someone to share a coffee, a swim or head out for the night, and we never tired of conversation because there were so many of us. Dinner became a game of musical chairs, and yet I still had to schedule a coffee date with one brother I’d hardly spoken to. My parents got to enjoy quality time with their five grandkids without the usual stress of entertaining them in an apartment and then putting the place back together again. And because it was a birthday cruise, there was always a celebratory note.
Best of all, unlike Christmas lunch, this get-together was leisurely and stress-free. No-one was slaving in the kitchen or stuck on a sofa bed (did I mention the cabins are stylish and surprisingly spacious?). In fact, we had such a good time, we’re already planning the next family adventure, probably to Bali. Rumour has it there may even be a new baby and a wedding in the mix…