When did you write your first book and what inspired you to write it?

I wrote my first book 5 years ago.  My mum used to tell me stories of how she grew up in London in World War 2.  My Grandma was a funny quirky lady and the stories Mum would tell me were scary as they all involved her house being bombed, but the things my Grandma did in those situations was often hysterical.  I knew that those stories needed to be written.  I haven’t got that far yet as I got a little bit distracted with the fiction that I’m writing, but my Grandma and her crazy ways has definitely made it into my stories 

 How did publishing your first book change your process of writing?

I now have deadlines to meet, lol. Which in all honesty is a good thing for me as I tend to procrastinate for way to long!

 Does writing energize or exhaust you?

It can do both.  If I have a new idea or story that comes to me it will energise me, but if my deadline is looming and I’m nowhere near where I need to be, then it can be a little bit exhausting.

 What is your writing Kryptonite?

The pressure of my To Do list! I need to cross things off that list before I can even begin to start writing.  But prioritising is important, otherwise I’d never get any writing done, lol.

 What was the best money you ever spent as a writer?

The fee I paid to my proofreader/editor.  They’re all totally underrated as far as I’m concerned 

 What’s the most difficult thing about writing characters from the opposite sex?

Understanding their thought patterns.  It’s really easy to make them stereotypical.

 When you discovered Killer Unleashed made the USA Today Best Selling Author list, how did you celebrate?

I ran around the house screaming happily 

 What are you working on now?

 I’ve just finished the edits on two books.  Deadly Tails is the sequel to Killer Unleashed, and Lethal Tide is the sequel to Deadly Wipeout.  I’m now starting a new novel about Tilly, who inherits a farm from an aunt she never knew she had.


What is the first book that made you cry?

PS I Love you – not the one by  Cecilia Ahearn (even though that made me cry also!).  This one was part of a series of teenage romance books called Sweet Dreams.  The male lead died and I was heart broken 

If you could tell your younger writing self anything, what would it be?

Start writing at an earlier age.  I never realized how much I would love it!

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Collective Consciousness

I am the water so that u can immerse yourself in me.

I am the air so that you know how to breath.

I am the sound so that u can hear me.

I am the blood so that u know how to bleed.

I am the horses so that u may run away.

I am love so that in your heart Ill stay.


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In my family there are Kings…

Bank robbers, philanthropists, priests, cavaliers,
Those that win and those that loose. 
In my family there are abusers…
lovers, writers, dancers, and
musicians that sing the blues. 
In my family there are
Explorers, fighters, prisoners, survivors,
Alcoholics, dividers and those that have been used. 
In my family there are clairvoyants, princesses,
tribal races, royal DNA, tenacity, big souls,
Large hearts and the accused. 
In my family there are secrets, lies, rumors,
Mystery, scandal, talented minds,
Creative longing, gallantry,
and those that stand against the tide. 
In my family there are bruises, sorrow,
Bravery, creators, rebels, 
Those that have traveled far and wide. 
Pickpockets, panhandlers, the hungry, the rich and the poor.
Those that have suffered and those that have soared.
Devils that haunt and angels with wings,
But in my family, there are Kings

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Life Force

Its in the birds, the seabirds, carking,
wafting high on sky.
And in the constant cooing of doves
echoing in my troubled eye.
Its in peace and freedom, in speaking reason
and in streams of longing
for the truth, where I found it skulking.
Its in the shadows, lingering, 
circling above my heart.
Its in the sacrifice of longing
chaining me in.
Its in the burning of my mind
willing me free.
Its the message in the twitching
of every leaves tree.
Its everything I am and everything I want to be.

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