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The definition of ‘Christmassy’, it seems, is universally understood. My four-year old son came up to me today, declaring, “Mummy, I’m feeling Christmassy!” He’s probably overheard me saying the word to someone – I have actually already felt ‘Christmassy’ this year – but I know I’ve never explained to him what it means. I’ve neverContinue reading “Christmas Present”

From Rose’s #WIP… Olivia The night she died; she was wearing that killer red dress. I hated her the minute I saw her arrive. She sashayed over to our table, glossy hair billowing behind her. It was one of those spray-on dresses, the kind that clings to every inch of skin – provocative, unforgiving, deadly.Continue reading “Welcome, Rose McClelland!”

From Val’s novel, Hunter’s Rules, which will be released in January – this is a special sneak peek! Bloody hell, that was close. I hadn’t expected her to be found so soon. That’s bad luck. I thought she’d have time to bleed out and die like the others. It was hard to watch them, butContinue reading “Welcome, Val Penny!”

From Miriam’s #WIP… When Asaf texted, Nathalie was ready for the working day to end. They met outside the building and continued to the bus stop. Traffic was heavy and the bus crawled along with occasional spurts. At first, they both stood. When a seat became available, Asaf signed to Nathalie to sit, which sheContinue reading “Welcome, Miriam Drori!”

From my #WIP, which has the working title of Portia… this is straight out of my head onto the laptop, so it’s as raw as it gets! The low cliffs are layered like Liquorice Allsorts. Liam’s stumbling over terrain which is literally rocks and boulders, slipping on seaweed in his chequered espadrilles in pursuit ofContinue reading “Happy Halloween/Samhain Blessings!”

The picture above shows me and my friend, Dobbin. Dobbin is quite scary when you first encounter him. He stands at the top of one of the most beautiful – and highly-polished – staircases I have ever climbed. He literally rocks opposite my bedroom door. I am lucky enough to be on a writers’ retreat,Continue reading “Rocking with Dobbin…”

From Michelle’s #WIP… (This is an extract from an early chapter. It’s 2041. The main character, Essie, is about to go on the run after mistakenly revealing her plot to build climate-saving technology without the knowledge of the authoritarian government who rule Essie’s England. She goes to see her friend and boss, Brian, before leavingContinue reading “Welcome, Michelle Cook!”

From Mary’s #WIP, Cardinal Oaks – Flying Changes… “I’ll be cheering you on,” Rose said, her left arm in a bright blue sling. As she’d guessed no breaks, but she’d sprained it quite badly and would probably be unable to seriously ride for several weeks while it healed. Certainly no jumping, though Caterina had jokedContinue reading “Welcome, Mary Kit Caelsto!”

“There was dew on the grass this morning, when I came down to make a cup of tea – September’s in the air.” That quote, taken from The (D)Evolution of Us, had not been true for me until yesterday evening, and we’re nearly at the end of the month. I started writing this sitting upContinue reading “September’s in the Air”

From Sarah’s #WIP, They Had Eyes of Silver… I am lost in this sea of faceless bodies. Propped against the toilet stall’s metal door, Reina reread the words she typed on her phone. Her long, dark brown hair fell forward in waves, hiding the confined restroom stall from view. Although the chilly metal greedily leachedContinue reading “Welcome, Sarah Davis!”