Signed books & the mystery of the missing PayPal feature

It’s the first day of autumn, and spooky season is well and truly underway.

(I know, it’s Halloween every day for me too!)

I was looking forward to signing copies of my sixth novel Greyfriars Reformatory at a series of live reading events culminating in a mass séance that would see several audience members seeking spiritual/medical help.

After they’d stopped screaming.

But the pandemic put an end to all that fun. (Though having seen Host on Shudder, I do have a few ideas about how to proceed wit...