When you write a book, it's amazing. Or at least, I find it amazing - a sense of rightness, of knowing that this is what I'm meant to be doing. I'm not really me if I'm not crafting a world, a story, pushing characters and polishing sentences. It's hard work, but it's the best kind… Continue reading A Dose of Adulting
The last week or so has been crazy! With a capital cray. In case the title wasn't a dead giveaway, 22nd August was my birthday, and that's always a fun time of year for me. I don't know why birthdays appeal to me but they always have. It doesn't have to be mine, I love… Continue reading Birthday Round-Up
Well, the cat is now out of the bag - I can officially announce that I’ll be having an author table at the 2020 Australian Romance Reader’s Association’s annual event, A Romantic Rendezvous. For those not in the know, this is a yearly event in which authors from a variety of romance genres and sub-genres… Continue reading ARR 2020 – The Adventure Begins
It’s that time of year again. In my family, birthday season starts in June, and continues on through to the end of August - with a sharp interlude in January. With Orion’s birthday on the 21st of July and Piper’s on the 29th of July, there’s been an awful lot happening in my house the… Continue reading Birthday Season
I honestly had plans to write something fun and creative this week, but I forgot one very important thing - the school holidays are here! I adore the school holidays. ADORE them. Having my two beautiful babies home with me every day and no reason to leave the house? What could be better? Still, the… Continue reading Attack of the Holidays
First off, I actually don’t like talking about genre. I hate the idea that every book needs to be labelled and set into the appropriate box. It drives me nuts when people say things like “Oh, I don’t read romance,” or “I hate fantasy, ew,” because that’s a generalisation based purely on the stereotypical idea… Continue reading Let’s Talk About Genre
I woke with the sudden and uncomfortable understanding that I was not alone. Blinking into the darkness, I threw a cautious arm across the bed. Nothing. From outside the bedroom, the softest crinkle of the holland blinds, made by fingers pushing them furtively aside. I peeled back the quilt and rolled out of bed, shambling… Continue reading Welcome To My Life
When there’s not enough hours in the day... why not add more?
The first post, the hardest post, the most needed post. Starting anew!