The Blog of Stuart MacBride

In the Cold Dark Ground: The Tartan Edition

Want to get your hands on this exclusive commemorative MacBride tartan hardback edition of IN THE COLD DARK GROUND? Only 30 copies exist in the whole world – so not only would you own bragging rights for life, but also a piece of MacBride history! Waterstones have ten of these commemorative editions – to be in with a chance of winning, simply pre-order a copy of IN THE COLD DARK GROUND before midnight on the 13th January 2016 here. Added extra: it’s currently half price! Good luck!  

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A brilliantly twisty tale from the No. 1 bestselling author of the Logan McRae series. Including an extract from his new Logan novel, The Missing and the Dead. It’s the night of the big Referendum, and all Acting Detective Inspector Logan McRae has to do is find a missing ‘No’ campaigner. Should be easy enough… But, as usual, DCI Steel has plans of her own. As the votes are counted there’s trouble brewing in the pubs and on the streets of Aberdeen. Logan’s picked up a promising lead, but all is not quite what it seems, and things are about…

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That’s not what socks are for…

I’ve been out and about a lot of late, doing exciting secret stuff like going to Tesco to buy the first Brussels sprouts of autumn. So I was late to the whole sockpuppet debacle when it broke on Friday night. Obviously, it’s disturbing to think that the internet is rife with rampant socks, bigging up their puppeteer’s own books while heaping scorn and one-star derision on other authors, but I like to think that what we’re seeing at the moment isn’t the tip of some massive malevolent iceberg, but just a few isolated cases. And I hope, very much, not…

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Out and about.

You know, something that really disappointed me about Canada was the complete lack of anyone saying, “Oot and aboot.”* Nor did anyone have big flappy heads and tiny beady eyes. Apparently — and you may want to hold on to your underpants here — South Park has been lying to us. Luckily we have a way to make up for this crushing oot-and-aboot-related disappointment by transferring ourselves from Canadian Canada to Aberdonian Aberdeen! Where, if you know where to hang out and don’t mind getting your wellies dirty, you’ll find loads of people who’ll say it for you in a…

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Blatant Self Promotion

Well, as if the recent Scottish Parliament, local council, and AV referendum didn’t supply us with enough electiony goodness, voting for the Theakstons Old Peculier Crime Novel of the Year has just kicked off. It’s a good list this year (as always), very strong… But it’s nice to be back in the running again – I’m already practicing my ‘Of course I don’t mind losing, it’s an honour just to be nominated’ grimace as someone else staggers off with the hand-crafted barrel-O-fun. Assuming, of course, that I manage to wriggle through to the shortlist, which is far from definite. You…

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LIKE PARKY… ONLY WITH MORE DEAD MICE

A HalfHead guest post featuring Russel D McLean. WarningThe following blog post is all Russel’s own work, as such the management accepts no responsibility for any rambling nonsense of a different flavour to the usual rambling nonsense. Nor does it accept any responsibility for him spelling words like ‘favourite’ the American way. Honestly, just because he’s signing book deals in the States like some sort of short and hairy Charlie Sheen there’s no need to throw standards out of the window, is there? And interviewing yourself is the first sign of madness, you know. Well, that and lining your underpants…

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The holy see of socks

As I’ve mentioned previously, I own a sock or two. I’ve been collecting them for a while now and some are positively vintage. Believe it or not, I’ve got socks lurking in the darkness of my bedside cabinet that go back to about 3BSWM*. True. Like a good vintage automobile, there’s no point in just keeping antique socks in a garage and admiring them now and then, washing them lovingly and polishing them with a chunk of chamois leather – no, you’ve got to take them out for a spin. Let them see the inside of your shoes once in…

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An Musical Interlude

There are times when being a writeist is very cool, and this is one of them. When I was up in Shetland before Christmas I was talking to Donald Anderson of Shetland Arts about the new book, and the website HarperCollins were going to put together for the TV talent show that features in it: Britain’s Next Big Star. And after a few pints of Guinness I managed to persuade him to write a song and perform it for the website. A packet of crisps, and he agreed to dedicate it to Alison and Jenny McGregeor too! Bwahahahahaha. Best cheese-and-onion…

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The year, she is wheezy

Yes, it’s the end of another year. Another 365 lumbering steps towards the box that awaits us all… Well, unless you’re planning on being buried in some sort of larger-than-life-sized papier mache model of a badger, or getting turned into pies, or something like that. I wonder if a cannibal wake would catch on over here? I mean, the Wari’ have been doing it for generations. Mind you, you’d have to do a bit of presentation on the body parts if it’s going to be a success in the UK. At the very least you’d have to wrap the various…

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Cabin Fever!

Of course, ‘Cabin Fever’ shouldn’t be confused with ‘Jungle Fever’, especially when the cabin in question is in Shetland. Not known for it’s jungles, is Shetland. In fact, it’s positively renowned for being a jungle-free zone. When I think of Shetland one of the first things that comes to mind is the complete absence of anything even vaguely resembling a jungle. The other big difference between Cabin and Jungle fever is the complete lack of monkeys, elephants, lions, and Tarzan. Though he may have been suffering from Cabin Fever in the Jungle, given his habit of running around in his…

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