Another week another change. No, not my underwear my next novel.

Although my private detective was coming along nicely I felt something was missing. Only yesterday I concluded it was the amount of humour.

For those that have read my previous blog posts you'll remember I recently had an agent take an interest in my second novel, Nothing Ventured; only to decide in the end that they didn't quite feel it commercial enough for them.

I've allowed that decision to eat away at me ever since and realised that the novel I was planning out was to try and please them rather than myself and that's only going to result in a sub-standard product. I write comedy and enjoy doing it. If you enjoy doing something then you do it well and continue to learn from it.

So I'm back on a humorous crime novel rather than a crime novel with a little humour in it. I'm actually combining aspects from the last two ideas I've been working on. The characters from 'Serial for Breakfast' will actually fit well into the crime/mystery idea I've worked on most recently; with just a few adjustments.

Maggie Reynolds has lost her psychic abilities now and instead will be an ex-policewoman (did she leave or was she pushed?) and her team at the hair salon will move across quite easily to being the staff at the café that she now runs. (Yes, I'm taking back my title from several blogs ago; the next novel will indeed be called 'Crime and Nourishment.')

The setting is moving back to fictional Tenhamshire and, with that and the characters all fully-formed I'm pretty much ready to start writing the first draft.

If I have to self-publish this one too then so be it. I think there's a good market out there for humorous fiction, it's just a case of getting the novels noticed...and read...and reviewed...and recommended...