I’m delighted to announce my novella Lion Dancing for Love has made the finals of the InD’Tale magazine 2020 Rone Awards.

Comparing everyday marketing to household chores might seem like a bad idea, dropping it into the hated I-don’t-have-time-for-this jobs’ jar. But it is realistic in that it is SOMETHING THAT HAS TO BE DONE, regularly if not every day. Even if you are lucky enough to have an assistant to pass it off to, it still has to be done.

“The most important lesson I’ve learned is keep going. Don’t think all advice is the advice for you, but still listen and think about it; and every book is a new beginning – enjoy the ride.”

The first event I attended was a fascinating conversation, Historical Inspirations, that took place at the Tallwood Eatery on Mollymook beach. The food was delicious: fish cakes, gnocchi with lamb ragu and a wickedly delicious chocolate dessert. However, it was the authors, Natasha Lester and Lauren Chater, who really lit up the room.

I love a quaint inn. I’ve never been to Vermont, though it is on my bucket list, but the setting at the inn on Halloween made me think of witches and then the Salem Witch Trials that took place near the area.  It made for the perfect backdrop for a story.

I’ve learned two things that are related:Strive to stretch, grow and improve as a writer with everyOnce the book is out in the world, people may love it or hate it and strangely some people will love the exact thing others hate. No matter. It’s out of your control. Move on to the next and write the best book you can write. Because no one else can write the book you will write.

I’m on tour in April with Goddess Fish promoting Lion Dancing for Love. Join me at any of the stops for insights and background information.

There's a ghost - or a stalker - at the Deerbourne Inn. Either way, trouble is on the horizon...

Disappointment had clouded her face when he’d broken their kiss. She felt something for him. That look proved it. He could only hope once she knew who he really was and why he was in her home town, she’d be able to forgive his subterfuge.

I really wanted to be a published novelist. I wanted it more than I feared failure and humiliation.