It`s a good job we`re not all alike. I have always kept the details of what I am writing, like the cards, close to my chest. I may amuse myself by dropping a little false trail here and there, even on this blog, but the moment I have said what a book is about, it`s dead - for me if not for anyone else. Most writers I know are the same. I don`t know why it should be, it just is. There is a more obvious reason for not Telling All of course - someone might nick the idea.

So I was somewhat startled to see what Kate Mosse put at the bottom of her piece on Debussy in The Guardian today.

" She is currently working on Sepulchre, a novel about tarot and the occult, set in the musical and literary worlds of fin-de-siecle  Paris and Carcassonne."

You do what you want of course, and if it isn`t a problem for Ms Mosse to talk about work in progress, fine. Only just think - someone pretty nifty could bag those ideas smartish and get their novel out first.

Not me. I`ve got enough on my plate, with DCS Serrailler and the case of the Missing Crossbow.

Not to mention the boys in the amusement arcade.