Five on Friday with Terry Tyler @TerryTyler4

Today I’m delighted to welcome Terry Tyler, an author I first started chatting to on Twitter, so I can confirm she does indeed love it, as she admits too later on.




Terry Tyler is a writer with sixteen books on Amazon. Her latest three are part of her
new post-apocalyptic series; ‘UK2’, the third novel in the trilogy, will be available in the
spring. She is proud to be self-published, and writes many blog posts about writing and
self- or indie publishing in general, as well as being an avid reader and book reviewer;
she is part of Rosie Amber’s reviewing team.
Terry is a recently converted vegan, loves The Walking Dead, Netflix, winter, history,
South Park and the countryside. She lives with her husband in the North East of


 Which 5 pieces of music/songs would you include in the soundtrack to your life and why?



‘Freebird’ by Lynryd Skynryd.  It reminds me of the 1970s and being in my teens, the pubs I used to go to (no one asked for ID in 1976!), the bands I saw, when everyone wore denim everything.  It’s one of those songs that makes you want to be hitching down a desert highway at sunset, and has remained a favourite.

‘Hangman Jury’ by Aerosmith.  I was a fully signed-up rock chick during the late 80s and early 90s (!!), and went to see bands all the time, but none were greater than the mighty Aerosmith!  I still love them now ~ this is my all-time favourite track by them, I think, from the 1987 album ‘Permanent Vacation’.  It’s the rock and bluesy side of them that I love the most.

‘The Lark Ascending’ by Vaughan Williams.  I discovered this piece of music when I lived in a lovely house in Northampton, that we called the Enchanted House.  I bought it with my ex-husband in 1999, and we knew as soon as we walked through the front door that we had to have it.  It had an enchanted garden, too.  In the summer, I often had this music on loudly, with the windows open, so we could hear it in the garden, too.  It’s just so beautiful.

The theme tune to The Walking Dead, by Bear McCreary.  Simply because it’s my favourite TV show ever, and if I was far away it would always make me think of being at home watching stuff we love on our stupidly huge telly, which is probably where I am happiest!

‘Nimrod’, Elgar’s 9th Enigma Variation.  Played by the Band of the Royal Marines (CD version) at my father’s funeral in October 2017; he’d said this was the music he wanted.  There were representatives there from the Royal British Legion and Royal Engineers, with standard bearers; it was perfect.


Highlight 5 things (apart from family and friends) you’d find it hard to live without.


The means to write.  Even a biro and notepad will do.  I’ve always written, from childhood, and not just novels; I’m talking about letters, articles, lists, funny bits and bobs, diaries ~ though I haven’t kept a diary since 1990, when a boyfriend read it, and discovered how madly in love with him I really was.  Six months of playing it cool, all gone in a couple of pages!

Twitter.  Seriously.  I love the site, it’s an endless source of entertainment to me.  Where else can you find links to so many interesting articles, news, etc?  I’ve met people on there who have become real life friends, my sister has built her entire, successful business via it, it’s ever-changing, a place to discover new books, films, art, photography, funny stuff, and a wonderful way to get my books ‘out there’.  When I’m having a self-imposed internet break, I always miss it.

My tablet with its Kindle app.  I read every day, and always on this.  It’s light to hold, convenient, I can download on a whim, store all my books, highlight good bits ~ and have a quick game of backgammon when I need a break from reading.

My hair straighteners.  My hair in its natural state is frizzy corkscrews.  The time it takes to straighten it after every wash is so worth it.  Come the zombie apocalypse, when power fails, I have already decided to have it all braided.  If I can find a hairdresser to do it before The Dead start knocking on the window, that is.

My photographs.  I’ve been snapping away since 1976.  Years ago, friends used to say, ‘oh God, she’s got her camera out again’… now, they’re pleased I captured all those random nights out in 1984, or whatever.  The older I get, the more I treasure pictures of my family, too, especially of those no longer with us.



Can you offer 5 pieces of advice you’d give to your younger self?


Develop good eating/drinking habits.  What you put inside yourself matters.  Now that I am older and more careful, I wonder how much better I would have felt/looked all my life if I’d always been so.  Also, all those pigeons can come home to roost sooner than you think; I think I stopped treating myself as if I was immortal just in time.  Get rid of any excess weight, and exercise enough.  NOW.  After 30, it’s harder to maintain any sort of reasonable weight without employing methods that are bad for you.  After 40 and 50 it’s REALLY hard.

Appreciate your parents.  Find common ground with them, visit them, understand how much they love you and everything they do for you.  When they are gone, you’ll wish you had.

Listen and learn.  Now, I wish I had enough time to learn about everything, and I simply don’t have enough years.  Read, think, take note.  If you have an interest, develop it.  Your life will be far richer for it.  And travel, if you have any inclination for it.  Because your teens, 20s and early 30s, when you’re young, fit, and have no responsibilities, is the time to make the most of that youth, energy and freedom.  Get on that train, now!

Don’t waste time and emotional energy on rubbish relationships.  The boyfriend who will never love you as you love him, or the one who wants more of you than you can give, who you’re trying to convince yourself you like more than you do … the ‘fair weather’ friends, those who persuade you into activity that doesn’t feel right, the people you don’t really like much but don’t like to say you don’t want to see.  It’s all a waste of time, and when you’re spending valuable hours with them, you’re shutting out the possibility of all the people you could meet, who will add to your life, not detract from it: the radiators, not the drains.

Don’t try to fit a round peg in a square hole.  What your parents and teachers want you to be/do might not be right for YOU.  I spent years and years trying to fit into ‘straight’ jobs, but was happiest when I was self-employed or doing something a bit more fun.  I suspect I’d have been happier going to live in some off-the-grid commune than working in HM Inspector of Taxes (see below!).



Tell us 5 things that most people don’t know about you.


I am terrifically anti-social.  Mostly, I hate going out and socialising.  Which is weird, because until I was in my late 40s, I loved it.  I went off it at the same time as I went off drinking; I am sure the two are related!  Now, I just want to be at home, and I only go out a few times a year.

In the 1980s, I had a shop.  Gifty stuff.  With my first husband, who was a goldsmith.  I used to make big fluffy mohair jumpers, and sold loads of them.

I am possibly the worst driver in the world.  I had 30 lessons in a gear car, until the instructor said, “I think we’ve gone as far as we can go”, and suggested I try an automatic.  Took me about 70 lessons before I took my test.  I passed it, but haven’t driven since, because I know I am not safe behind the wheel.

I used to be a civil servant.  HM Inspector of Taxes, Unemployment Benefit Office, and JobCentre.  The first was incredibly, horrendously boring.  ‘Have the new paperclips come yet, Enid?’ ‘They’re over there, Mr Mellish’.  (Quote: Monty Python)

Despite my outgoing social media persona, I don’t like talking to people in real life about my writing/books.  The other day, someone I’d only just met said, “X told me you’re a writer, is that true?”  I just said ‘yes’ and changed the subject.  On the same day someone else asked me what sort of thing I write, and I stuttered and mumbled through a vague explanation that probably ensured the person would never buy any of my books.  One of the reasons I dislike talking about it is that at some point, a person will always ask how many I sell, or if I make a living from it, which I find rude.  I always want to reply, ‘I’ll answer that if you’ll tell me how much you earn.’  Or that person, who knows nothing of the 2017 publishing industry, will be sniffy once they discover you are not published by Simon & Schuster.


What are the first 5 things you’d have on your bucket list?


Can this bucket list be things you would love to do, not things that are actually possible?  If so…

Visit Iceland, Greenland, New Zealand, Bolivia, and so many other countries, but I am sure I will never do any of this, for various reasons I won’t go into.  Should have done all that travelling when I was younger!

Write historical fiction.  I adore history, read loads of historical fiction and would love to write it, but I am wary of doing so because the research will be an enormous task, and I am sure I could never write it as well as my favourites.

I’d love to live in a log cabin, by water, just me and my husband, miles away from the rest of the world.  As long as it had Wi-Fi…!  I keep thinking that it must be possible, somehow…

Time travel.  Wouldn’t that be marvellous?  I’d like to go back, not forwards.  Too frightening.

I don’t have a fifth one.  I think I must, therefore, be pretty contented!


Thanks so much for taking part in Five on Friday Terry. Being of a similar vintage I remember being a teenager in the 70’s and indeed it was just as well no-one asked for ID!!  Some great advice for your younger self as well, what a pity we have to wait so long to be wise. Hope you get your log cabin by water, it sounds idyllic. 

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Terry’s Books 

Recent works

Tipping PointTipping Point (Project Renova Book 1)

The year is 2024. A new social networking site bursts onto the scene. Private Life promises total privacy, with freebies and financial incentives for all. Across the world, a record number of users sign up.

A deadly virus is discovered in a little known African province, and it’s spreading—fast. The UK announces a countrywide vaccination programme. Members of underground group Unicorn believe the disease to be man-made, and that the people are being fed lies driven by a vast conspiracy.

Vicky Keating’s boyfriend, Dex, is working for Unicorn over two hundred miles away when the first UK outbreak is detected in her home town of Shipden, on the Norfolk coast. The town is placed under military controlled quarantine and, despite official assurances that there is no need for panic, within days the virus is unstoppable. 

In London, Travis begins to question the nature of the top secret data analysis project he is working on, while in Newcastle there are scores to be settled…


LindisfarneLindisfarne (Project Renova Book 2)

Six months after the viral outbreak, civilised society in the UK has broken down. Vicky and her group travel to the Northumbrian island of Lindisfarne, where they are welcomed by an existing community. 

New relationships are formed, old ones renewed. The lucky survivors adapt, finding strength they didn’t know they possessed, but the honeymoon period does not last long. Some cannot accept that the rules have changed, and, for just a few, the opportunity to seize power is too great to pass up. Egos clash, and the islanders soon discover that there are greater dangers than not having enough to eat.

Meanwhile, in the south, Brian Doyle discovers that rebuilding is taking place in the middle of the devastated countryside. He comes face to face with Alex Verlander from Renova Workforce Liaison, who makes him an offer he can’t refuse. But is UK 2.0 a world in which he will want to live?


Patient ZeroPatient Zero 

The year is 2024.

A mysterious virus rages around the UK.
Within days, ‘bat fever’ is out of control.

Patient Zero is a collection of nine short stories featuring minor characters from the post apocalyptic Project Renova series. All stories are completely ‘stand alone’.


Devil You KnowThe Devil You Know – See my review here

Every serial killer is someone’s friend, spouse, lover or child….

Young women are being murdered in the Lincolnshire town of Lyndford, where five people fear someone close to them might be the monster the police are searching for.
One of them is right.

Juliet sees an expert’s profile of the average serial killer and realises that her abusive husband, Paul, ticks all the boxes. 

Maisie thinks her mum’s new boyfriend seems too good to be true. Is she the only person who can see through Gary’s friendly, sensitive façade?

Tamsin is besotted with her office crush, Jake. Then love turns to suspicion…

Steve is used to his childhood friend, Dan, being a loud mouthed Lothario with little respect for the truth. But is a new influence in his life leading him down a more sinister path?

Dorothy’s beloved son, Orlando, is keeping a secret from her—a chilling discovery forces her to confront her worst fears.


Best SellerBest Seller

Three women, one dream: to become a successful author.

Eden Taylor has made it—big time. A twenty-three year old with model girl looks and a book deal with a major publisher, she’s outselling the established names in her field and is fast becoming the darling of the media.

Becky Hunter has money problems. Can she earn enough from her light-hearted romance novels to counteract boyfriend Alex’s extravagant spending habits, before their rocky world collapses?

Hard up factory worker Jan Chilver sees writing as an escape from her troubled, lonely life. She is offered a lifeline—but fails to read the small print…

In the competitive world of publishing, success can be merely a matter of who you know—and how ruthless you are prepared to be to get to the top.


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  1. Thank you so much, Jill! I always ready author interviews back with much trepidation, and think I sound a right idiot, but I know that is me, not you…! I really appreciate this xx

    As for the ID thing…. and I would walk home from parties at midnight, on my own. A different world!

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  2. Absolutely love this idea of Five on Friday!. And brilliant answers,Terry. We have Nimrod on a CD by the Grimethorpe brass band.Being a Northerner at heart (despite loving Wales where we’ve lived for forty years) I do love a brass band. What a lovely memory of your father for you.I, too, worked/toiled in the Civil Service as well- Tax Office… dreary/MOD..more interesting…er…soldiers! Brilliant line-up of your brilliant books. Can’t wait for your next one (though I know I have to!!!)

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      • Ah, brass bands always take me back to Whit Fridays ‘up North’. And .I’d love to join in sometime, Jill, thank you; it’s a great idea. Not sure I’d come up with such brilliant answers as Terry,though..

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      • Great news. As a Yorkshire lass myself it might be in the blood (my grandad played in a brass band) and I used to play in the Salvation Army Band as a young teenager – musical choices a bit more limited there! I’d clearly left that behind by the time I was sneaking into pubs without ID. I’ll DM you via Twitter when I’m organising my next batch but no pressure.

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    • Yes…. how the hell did we ever end up working for places like that? I used to look at the clock at 9.45, then again at what I thought had to be an hour later, to see that it was only 9.55…. what a waste of life!!! Thanks for reading x

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      • It’s a great set of fives, Terry.Tell you something I’ve never admitted to the outside world before.In those days you needed both Eng lang and Maths GCE to get in the Civil Service… left school then without Maths. No one ever noticed, even when I climbed the promotion ladder. Took marriage to rescue me from those magnolia painted walls…and clock-watching!! x

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      • Haaa, Judith!!!! I entered at CA level (you will remember these terms!) because although I had the 5 o’levels to be a trainee TO (tax officer!) I thought it sounded too boring, and people had told me that being a Civil Service CA was the best doss out. Well, I was only 19, it was my second job!!! At the time (1979-81) you could be promoted via performance (no chance there) or by exam. I passed the exam so they couldn’t say no, but went instead to work as a CO at the Unemployment Benefit Office (as it was then!), which was a riot. MUCH better people. Two hour drunken lunch breaks, and we actually used to SMOKE whilst signing the claimants on, in the big signing on hall – can you imagine that now??!!

        But here’s another secret – I haven’t got Maths ‘O’ level either. I did zero work at school and only got CSE grade 3. I got out of the Civil Service when I was 23, when me and my chap opened our shop.

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      • I was TO! Hated it!! Went into the Directory of Stamps.Hated that. Then to the County Court as HEO. Once was with a poor woman in a Bankruptcy hearing.She wept constantly. I lent her my hanky (didn’t get it back, luckily ) and gave her a tenner on the sly to get a taxi to go home. Two months later I discovered she’d opened up yet another clothes shop under another name!! Most excruciating day? Another secret!! I can say this now.he’s long gone.. the day my own father went bankrupt. (they held the hearing at another court because we were related) I went anyway. Daft chap was in a Scottish brass band (don’t ask me why!!)-drum major – signed for all the instruments – band ‘disbanded’ – instruments went with them. Father bankrupt. Never was much good with money. Did i ever tell you about the …? Ah, save that for another time. Do hope no one else is reading this. lol

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  3. A lot of that resonates with me. I love A Lark Ascending and I love real skylarks, so brown and ordinary looking on the ground, but up in the air the most beautiful. The music reminds me of several special places where I have heard them. I’m beginning to like the idea of a universal income, will it ever happen, so we can all avoid jobs we hate and be creative instead? I do enjoy being out with friends – once I’m there, but if someone rings up ‘Im seriously ill, you can’t come round’ – oh great, I can stay in my cosy little home and write.

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    • I don’t spend any time glued to any screen; I don’t have a smartphone, hate them. I just go on Twitter for a while each morning before I start writing, on my laptop, and see all my favourite blogs, catch up with stuff, look down the various hashtags that interest me, and on the profiles that post things I like; old photos, artwork, funny stuff. People are often scathing about sites they don’t ‘get’; my sister’s boyfriend is under the impression that it’s a never-ending stream of people saying what they ate for lunch!

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      • I don’t have a smart phone or I-phone, but dear Terry, at least you actually write! I talk about my writing, and all my works are unfinished.

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      • Caitlin, it’s a matter of pushing through that ‘I don’t feel like it today’ thing, and just sitting down and doing it. Once you start, you get involved with it, even if you think you don’t feel like it. I find getting the first draft down the hardest thing, but after that it’s plain sailing because you have something to work with. I publish 2/3 books a year – that’s two novels and sometimes a shorter work, too, but I know many who are more prolific. A friend who produces 4 full length novels (that are all fabulous – Gemma Lawrence, one of my very favourite writers) said to me that you have to just get that first draft DOWN, even if it’s rubbish. Because you can work on improving rubbish, but you can’t work on improving nothing!!

        Hope that helps! And don’t forget – while you’re talking about writing, you’re not actually doing it. I’ve often given this advice: stop going to writers groups, stop reading blogs about writing, turn off the internet, and go and do it. And good luck!

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      • better not show your sister’s boyfriends the endless pictures of cute cats I seem to get through on my facebook feed 🙂 There is some interesting material for sure, it just gets drowned out by a lot of dross

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  4. I never thought there could be a different blog interview, but this one is! Great questions and answers, Jill and Terry! I really enjoyed it. But…I simply can’t imagine you at HM Inspector of Taxes, TT. What a surprise that was. I loved your music choices too. The Vaughn Williams was another surprise!. And yes, I totally get your love of Twitter, but then you know I do too. I am on FB but I find it a chore, whereas I really really enjoy Twitter, especially the random chats I have with people. It’s how I became friends with you too, and some other really great peeps. Love it!

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    • Thanks, Val – no, I couldn’t imagine me at HMIT either, probably why I spent most of the days gazing out of the window/sneaking off to the pub. I’d have been sacked after the first few months it it had been today’s working world, not the laid back late 70s. In comparison, working in the UBO and, later, a JobCentre, was somethng I enjoyed. Music – I like loads of different stuff; see, you only skirt the surface when you know someone on social media, ha ha!! Whereas rock is my first love, I find it too much for very long, now. 30s US jazz is something else I really like.

      FB is a total chore, you’re right. What usually happens is that my sister tells me she’s posted some pics on there, and I steel myself to log on a few days later. It’s not that I don’t want to see the pictures, or that I don’t like the people I’ve added as friends, it’s just something about the insularity of the site, it’s blatant use as a data mining took, and the dumbed down thing. I’ve noticed, for instance, that if you write ‘congratulations’, a load of balloons float up. What are we, children???!!

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      • We really have to get together for a real talk one of these days, TT! There are so many things you say where I just grin and nod and think, yep…me too! Don’t get me started on the FB balloons, and all their other gimmicks. I’m convinced they’re dong their best to dumb us down as well. They’re like cheer leaders! Anyhow, one day…we’ll sit and have a bevvy together….it’ll probably be green tea or something, hahaha!!

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