It struck me today that if I sliced the first two chapters of the latest work, I'd have a nifty little short story premise.
As I trundled through Crackley Wood on a crisp, winter's day, the rest of the story just popped into my head. It is bonkers, macabre and deliciously Gothic.
Working title? Monsters in the Museum, or some such. This is a clue, but I reckon you won't get it - I'm giving nothing away yet!
I've also come up with another idea - Death in the Peach House.
By Pamela Kelt