Author James McCreet puts a reader’s first 300 words under his forensic gaze
‘He’s going the wrong way, Milly.’1 Steve Ellis grinned as she placed the coffee tray on the poolside table.2 He waited till Brad Lincoln3 about-turned at the pool’s far end, then4 waggled an empty cup at him. Brad waved an acknowledgement, swam back briskly5 to the corner ladder and climbed out of the water.