2020 has been what I’ve seen described as a ‘train wreck’ of a year and one in which, for the first time ever in my writing career, my writing mojo completely deserted me and the fourth book in my Much Winchmoor series which had been galloping along at a cracking pace slithered to an ungainly halt.
I know I was not alone in this and there’s a brilliant explanation of why I, like so many suffered from what I think of as ‘pandemic brain fog’ on an excellent blog called The Killzone which I’ve enjoyed following for several years now.
The Killzone is described as ‘insider perspectives from top thriller and mystery writers’ and the article, published in September 2020 and entitled ‘why you don’t feel like writing’ is written by James Scott-Bell, author of some of my favourite how-to writing books, as well as an impressive number of first rate thrillers.
James explains that there is a understandable, biological reason for this brain fog. Your brain, according to the article he quotes by Peter Olson, (the link is here. https://www.alifeoverseas.com/covid-and-culture-shock-feel-the-same-to-your-brain-and-heres-why/) is suffering ‘culture shock’ and goes on to explain:
“When someone moves to a completely new culture, many of the ‘autopilots’ your brain uses for thousands of small decisions every day become ineffective. In a similar way, your current environment has likely changed sufficiently enough that many of your own ‘autopilots’ are no longer working. When this happens, the next remaining option for your brain is to use a second decision-making process that requires far more effort and energy (glucose) to operate. Your body can only supply glucose to your brain at a certain rate – a rate far below what would be required to use this kind of thinking continually. Thus, additional thinking about routine matters has likely left you with a chronically depleted level of glucose in your brain. All to say: You are experiencing “culture shock”.
The link is https://killzoneblog.com/2020/09/why-you-dont-feel-like-writing.html
Anyway, I’m very happy to say that my brain fog has lifted and my book is now once more racing towards the finish line, thanks in part to a dog called Harvey and a cat called Max.
Some time during the middle of this brain fog I thought it might clarify things in my mind if I could come up with a title for my book which until then had been stuck with the unimaginative working title of Much Winchmoor 4 – which I didn’t think my lovely publisher, Darkstroke, would think a good look on the front cover.
I don’t usually have a problem with titles – I already have one in mind for the fifth Much Winchmoor which I’m pretty sure is going to be Death of a Dame. (There’s a bit of a pantomime thing going on here) But I was getting nowhere in my search for a title for MW4. (I blame my culture shocked brain!)
So I turned to my lovely readers and put out a plea on Facebook, Twitter and this blog (link here) and turned the problem over to them.
I had a brilliant response and was spoilt for choice. In the end I settled for Murder on High and my thanks go to Jane Odriozola and Robert Crouch who both came up with the same title. I felt it fitted the theme of my story perfectly which starts off in the village church. What do you think? Here are the opening lines of Murder on High plus a picture of the church in my village to set the scene.
Murder on High
The top of the tower of the church of St Oswald in the small Somerset village of Much Winchmoor was the perfect spot from which to get a bird’s eye view of the place, spread out like a relief map some hundred feet below, where it nestled between the curve of the Mendip Hills to one side and low lying willow-fringed pastureland and Glastonbury Tor on the other.
According to the poster on the church noticeboard, it was the perfect spot, too, from which to launch 35 teddy bears in a week’s time. The proud owners (or, as was more likely, their parents) had each paid £3 to watch their precious bears abseil down off the tower, thereby boosting the fund for the restoration of the children’s play area by £105. According to the poster, it promised to be a fun day out for all the family with refreshments and bric a brac stalls in the church grounds and village hall.
Realisation came in a flash. Because it was also, without doubt, the perfect spot to commit a murder.
After all, abseiling is only the second fastest way down a church tower.
The ‘prize’ for coming up with this title was to have a pet of their choice featured in this or an upcoming Much Winchmoor title and I was very relieved when I saw that Jane and Robert had a cat and dog respectively. If it had been Bearded Dragons or exotic fish, that would have called for a bit of hasty research.
But, after a week of working on these two newest recruits to my Much Winchmoor character list, I feel I’m definitely the winner here because they have both fitted in perfectly and given me some great ideas for moving the story along. Let me introduce you to them.
This is Max and he belongs to Jane Odriozola. I asked Jane for a few details of Max’s character – although I think you can see what sort of a character he is, don’t you? This is a cat with attitude.
As soon as I saw his picture and read what Jane had to say about him, I knew immediately where Max was going to fit in the story. Gran Kingham is a reasonably new character introduced in Murder on High (although she does get a mention in previous books.). She is Cheryl’s mother (Kat’s grandmother) and is, to quote Kat, a ‘total pain’.
A couple of weeks before the start of Murder on High she arrives in a taxi, unannounced, at Cheryl’s house, with her arm in plaster, a towering pile of Louis Vuitton suitcases and an extremely cross cat in a basket. Gran K has broken her wrist and announces that she will be staying with Cheryl while her arm heals.
I’d been worried that Gran K was in danger of becoming a stereotype. She is a thoroughly unpleasant, self centred person with no redeeming features and I felt she needed something to soften those hard edges. After all, no one is all good… or even all bad, come to that, are they?
And then, along comes Max! A gorgeous, sleek black cat who turned up on her doorstep one morning five years ago and refused to go away. And while Gran K may not be very fond of her daughter (or if she is, she’s unable to show it), has no time for her son in law, Terry and is constantly disappointed by her granddaughter, (who she insists on calling Kathryn, as she feels Katie – Kat’s real name- is not ‘posh’ enough for her only grandchild), she absolutely adores Max. And the feeling is reciprocated. She shows Max the sort of affection she is unable to show any of her family, which is quite sad, don’t you think?
The next new character to arrive in Much Winchmoor is Harvey, a little West Highland white terrier who belongs in real life to fellow crime writer Robert Crouch. Harvey is no stranger to the crime fiction scene though as he appears regularly in Robert’s excellent Kent Fisher Murder Mysteries (his fictional name is Columbo).
. Where does crime writer Robert Crouch get his ideas?
To start with I had a little trouble placing Harvey. Robert says he’s feisty, independent and will ‘rebel against the pack leader when he choses’. So how, I wondered, was he going to get on with Prescott, the feisty and independent Jack Russell terrier who definitely sees himself as leader of the pack! I couldn’t see him fitting in with Kat’s dog walking group.
Trying to find a suitable owner for Harvey actually helped me out of a bit of a plot hole. As I was working my way through a long list of characters who’d be a good fit for him I came across Fiona Crabshaw, who’s also appeared in previous Much Winchmoor books.
Kat’s keen to talk to Fiona about something but Fiona doesn’t trust Kat (they have a bit of previous history!) and is not going to sit down for a girly chat with her anytime soon. However, Kat knows where and when Fiona walks Harvey every morning and I was thus able to engineer a meeting between Kat and Fiona and finally move the story along. And I gained a whole new scene and a slight change of direction in the process.
So a big thank you to Max and Harvey and to Jane and Robert for allowing me to ‘borrow’ them. And rest assured, they will be well looked after. No animal ever comes to harm in my books. Humans, yes. Animals (and children), never!
5 thoughts on “What’s in a title? A Much Winchmoor update – and the Covid ‘culture shock’”
Max is delighted! He can’t wait to hear what he gets up to. He is getting a few lofty ideas – my search engine revealed attempts had been made to check out agents, as well as weekly supplies of organic chicken – but I think generally he remains the same gorgeous and feisty cat. It certainly made me smile too.
Bless him. He is obviously a very discerning cat and Gran K is lucky to have him!
Interesting post – and thanks for the article on ‘brain fog’. Added to the pandemic have been the health problems experienced by my husband over the last five months. No wonder writing has seemed a thing of the past. He is improving now and I appeared to have regained some writing mojo. It’s good to have it explained. It does make sense.
Im so glad the brain fog explanation helped. It made perfect sense to me and made me feel a lot better at the creative paralysis I experienced over such a long period. I hope your husband continues to improve and send you both my good wishes for a happy and healthy 2021
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I look forward to reading how Harvey fits into Much Winchmoor and delighted I could help you. He’s due a haircut in February and should be looking his best for guest appearances and supermarket openings. Good luck with the rest of Murder on High and I’m glad the brain fog has lifted. Interesting explanation, by the way.
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