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Author - YA, Paranormal, Fantasy Poet Mom aka Tee

The Glam life of a Writer

I’ve written in coffee shops before, and each time was a interesting experience, but it wasn’t until I realised how much I’ve been lagging with my daily word count, that I decided to get out of the house and go somewhere that the internet is only available if you ask for it. And I’m the type of person who would go without the sugar if the waitress looked too busy/was ignoring me.

So last week I headed out to a coffee shop at our local mall, plonked myself on a soft seat (thankfully) and pulled out my ipad. I got in 2k in 3 hours, being a little distracted by my quickly decreasing iPad power (because yes, I hadn’t charged it fully, and no there was no convenient power socket.) It just seemed I wasn’t getting in the zone. But it was 3k that I would likely not have done at home (read that as would definitely not have done). And I got to have some not so great tea – looked good, didn’t taste so good. Maybe I prefer good old Sri Lankan tea courtesy of a lifetime of Five Roses Tea. At least they had gluten free cupcakes! That was a plus.


I tried again last Saturday, only visiting a different coffee shop this time, one attached to our local bookstore. The coffee here was fabulous, Foto below. The writing was awesome and I got in 3k in 3 hours which was likely because I managed to attach myself to the only available plug point. (well spotted) low stress environement! Starting off with a nice plate of pancakes certainly helped.


 Tried this out again this Monday and boom 4k in 3 hours. (Notice the wordcount increase??) Feels great. Wrote 6k in total that so so rocked.

So that was 20k in the space of 3 writing days which I still think is not good enough but hey, I know I can write faster. Still, I think I have found my new favourite thing to do, only problem I foresee is generating the funds to subsidise this new passion.


So I have finally made it – I am a total coffee shop writer – and proud of it!

Dead Radiance Audiobook Giveaway! 

The Audiobook for DEAD RADIANCE is finally available and I am so excited, so I’m giving away a FREE copy to one commenter. And the more commenters the more copies I will give away :)

Click the cover image to go to and check out Dead Radiance on audio! And don’t forget to comment below to win a copy :)


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“… a great adventure that kept me riveted from start to finish.” 
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“…beautifully written with strong, vibrant prose, engaging characters and a wonderful story…” 

Bryn Halbrook had always seen the glow on the people around her. And she knows all too well what psychiatrists do to people who claim impossible powers. She’s always stayed below the radar, but when she discovers the meaning of the beautiful auras, she’s not sure why she was cursed with the ability to see the soon-to-be-dead and be unable to do anything about it. 
But Bryn is on the brink of the unbelievable truth – she is a creature from myth. Valkyrie- a warrior maiden of the God Odin. And a Collector of Souls. 
Aidan Lee just can’t do what he’s told. Visiting Craven was not supposed to be a time to fall in love. He’s just helpless when faced with the beautiful Brynhildr, but there is more to the biker dude that either Bryn or Aidan himself knows. 
Can their fledgling love survive the secrets and intrigue, the reality of Odin’s realm of Asgard, the pressures of being a warrior of the gods, 
But Bryn lucks out when the Trickster god Loki sets his sights on her. Can Bryn hold her own against the charmingly manipulative god long enough to discover what Loki is really planning? 
Dead Radiance is a fantasy filled with passion and intrigue, betrayal and broken hearts, that will keep you turning the page. 


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Merry Christmas everyone!

We love Christmas, I think everyone who knows me knows how much I adore the silly season. Not so much the crowds, or even the presents. I’d be just as happy with a Christmas without gifts but its too fun to pass up right? Who doesn’t love giving and receiving gifts?

So usually we do roast turkey for Christmas dinner but this year we decided we will do a spit roast for a change. Now since our family isn’t large enough to justify a full lamb, or even a half one for that matter, this is what we roasted on our spits.



And chicken!


Believe me- they were all delicious. Not often I experience that state of fullness that makes me want a long nap :)

And for dessert of course, we had to have trifle – no choice in it.


And mince pies!


So here’s hoping that your Christmas Day is filled with happiness and food and much much love.

Merry Christmas everyone.

Chrsitmas Eve Dinner

Hope everyone is having an amazing holiday season. For our little family, the holidays are quite special. Being far away from extended family on special occasions can be hard, which is why we have tried to create a special atmosphere, with our own special traditions.

Yes, we do presents too, just an excuse to spoil each other, of course.

And Christmas Eve dinner is special too. The glazed ham is something we look forward to for the whole year :)

So here it is.


Christmas Eve is usually a small affair for us, but I love to create a special atmosphere. Hence the table setting. Not as fancy as I’d like it but it will do :)


The only thing missing is the white stuff- ever since I was a kid I’ve wanted a White Christmas. Gotta put that in the ‘Maybe SomeDay’ pile.

Lasty, what’s playing? What better way to bring o the season’s jolly spirit than Michael Buble.


Hope you all are having a special time. Remember, everything in moderation, peeps.

Have a safe one.

Writing ‘The End’ is important.

November has come and gone, and if you are writerly, or readerly, you might have some idea of what November represents.


National Novel Writing Month.

A month in which hundreds of writers push themselves to write a novel in four weeks. The goal is 50 thousand words in the month. Reach the goal and you win NANO.

Now, my only gripe with NANO is who in the hell ever thought November was a good month to sit down and write without interruption? School exams? Uni exams? Diwali, Halloween, christmas cake baking and don’t forget the tree? Worst month of the year. Really.

So, did I do NANO this year? Kinda.

A group I belong to had a bunch of members with a bunch of screaming deadlines. Needless to say, I was one of them. We decided to do a mini-Nano in the hope that we will all reach our wordcount goals.

So we wrote.

And wrote.

And wrote some more.

And when I finally completed my project after 2 weeks of writing, I’d finished with 65k, writing 35k in 8 days. Some days I wrote 8k and some days I wrote 5k but I pushed myself and I reached my goal.

And let me just say that there is a strange mysteriousness about writing THE END. It marks the completion of the projection, the achievement of a goal, the acknowledgment that you weren’t just mucking around and that you were actually doing something with your time instead of surfing the net, or scrolling through FB.

I think finishing any project you start is a momentous thing. I still have a cross-stitch that I haven’t completed from ten years ago and it bugs me like crazy- when and if I ever find it, I swear I will finish the damn thing. Maybe frame it too.

The beauty of completing a project is that you can see for yourself that no matter how hard things get, there is nothing stopping you from reaching your goal. Nothing except you, that is.

The one thing that always gets me when writing is the 70% slump. Somewhere toward the end of the manuscript, I hit a wall. Back when I first started writing it took me weeks to get past it. But the more books I wrote, the better I got at finding ways to overcome that slump. Now my 70% slump may last an hour, if it happens at all.

Each book is different, each one is a completely unique writing experience, and what they give you is practice. You learn new techniques, you stop making old mistakes, maybe you learn to outline better, or make better notes. And, at the end of the day, you walk away with a completed novel.

What can you not do if you don’t have a completed first draft? Yup, you can’t edit it, or submit it, or publish it.
So the lesson is in the completion.

Finishing the book will give you something to edit, and to publish while you grin like a crazy person.

Finishing the book will give you writing muscles, train you better to write the next book.

Finishing the book says you can flip the bird at the naysayers and at that pesky devil on your shoulder that kept whispering in your ear that it was all just too hard.

Finishing the book will give you a sense of achievement, the feeling that yes, you are the kind of person that completes things, that can go the hard yards, that can accomplish what you set out to achieve.

And finishing the book also means you can start writing the next one :)

And let me add here that this doesn’t only apply to writers and writing. It’s applicable to all things in life that are difficulty to do, that take guts and stamina to achieve.

You just need a goal. And dedication.

2014 In Retrospect

It’s December and Christmas is around the corner (categorically my most favourite time of the year). As it happens it’s also time to reflect on 2014 and decide if 2014 kicked my butt or was it the other way around?

In terms of health I’d say 2014 won hands down. There were far too many says spent on the wrong side of the bedcovers, but I feel I more than made up for it on the my good days.

In terms of books published here is a quick list of 2014’s releases:
Jan – Lost Soul (SkinWalker #2)
Mar – Retribution (Angels #1)
May – Blood Magic (SoulTracker #1)
July – Pyros (SkinWalker 0.5)
Aug – Blood & Gold (Kali #2)
Sep – Requiem (Angels #2)
Oct – Last Chance (SkinWalker #3)
Dec – Dead Wrath (Valkyrie #4)
Dec – Beautiful Collision (Desperation #1)
Dec – Sugar & Spice Anthology

That’s 9 books and one anthology published in 2014, so I’d guess I beat 2014 ;)

Needless to say I am a little in awe. I spent so much of the year head down, nose to the grindstone I guess I didn’t stop much to realise I was meeting and exceeding my goals. I have to admit there were many moments that I spent bemoaning the fact that I wasn’t writing fast enough or releasing fast enough, but I promise to do better in 2015.

What’s in store for 2015, you ask? This is what I have on the cards, not in order of release, and not set in stone either:

Thriller/Horror Standalones – ongoing line
Dark Shadows

Valkyrie Series
#5 Dead Silence – Series Complete

Hand of Kali Series
#3 Time & Fate – Series Complete

Desperation – NA Contemp
#2 Beautiful Conviction – Series Complete

Angels of the Irin – Extended series (9 books)
#3 Resonance
#4 Revelation

SoulTracker Series – extended series (9 books)
#2 Dark Sight
#3 Demon Kin
#4 Soul Tracker

SkinWalker Series – extended series (6 books)
#4 Blood Promise
#5 Fire Mage

Looks like a lot, right? To be honest they may not all make it to publication in 2015 but I will certainly try.

Any questions about the upcoming books or the current series please leave them in the comments :)

Happy Holidays!

Sugar & Spice Anthology – Release Day!

Release Day Blitz ~ Sugar and Spice Anthology


Sugar and Spice Anthology
December 19, 2014


Sugar & Spice and everything nice…or is it? This collection of sweet and sexy romances is sure to warm your heart *and* get it racing.

Maverick by Anna Cruise
International surf sensation Kellen Handler has it all – fame and fortune and more women than he can count – but he’s riding his own personal wave toward disaster. Can PR genius Gina Bellori rescue his reputation…and his heart?

Fever by Melissa Pearl
Two showers and one song that will change their lives forever…singing in the shower will never be the same after Ella and Cole hear each other for the first time. Is it possible for two people to fall in love after one duet together? And can they find each other before life-changing decisions will set them on opposing paths?

Escaping Me by Elizabeth Lee
The last thing Cole was looking for was a girl like Whitney, and she sure didn’t expect anything serious with the town’s bad seed. Sometimes the one you think isn’t for you turns out to be just the person you need.

Finding My Forever by Heidi McLaughlin
Women find me. I don’t chase. I know what they want and they know I’ll deliver. But after one look, one touch, one night…Now I’m the one doing the chasing.

Girl With Guitar by Caisey Quinn
Touring with Country Music superstar Trace Corbin is hardly a dream come true since he’s pretty much drinking his career down the drain. If Kylie can’t pull Trace out of his rut, he’ll pull her and her dreams down with him.

Draw Me In by Megan Squires
He’s a young, up and coming businessman with the keys to his family’s Italian wine enterprise. She’s a fine arts student, navigating life in the Big Apple, her pencil and sketchpad in hand. They meet. They fall in love… But it’s not that story.

Begin with Goodbye by Kelly Walker
Justice is a myth, and true love is a lie. In Begin With Goodbye, Sam will go home to confront her sister’s rapist, but she might find more than she bargained for.

Beautiful Collision by T.G. Ayer
Life on the run is hard enough. Gray doesn’t need love to complicate her world. And the last thing she needs is to fall for the wrong guy.




I’m so excited to say that Beautiful Collision is now live! Hope you all love this book as much as I do.
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Eighteen year old Gray McAllister is on the run. Leaving her dangerous past behind her is easier said than done, even when she finds herself at last able to forge a new life.
But then the planets align and Gray finds herself bumping into super-hot Thane Blackwell. Drooling over him from afar is safe but that’s only until she is forced to look after Thane while he recovers from surgery.
Being holed up in her apartment is a bad, bad idea. Can Gray control the fire that Thane seems light inside her, or will she give in to her deepest desires? Can Thane achieve his goal without hurting Gray in the process?
The stakes are impossibly high, but love and lies don’t play nice with each other. Will Gray’s past catch up with her first? Or will Thane’s own secrets explode and tear them apart?

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Chapter 2


Despite the dark glasses, I blink against the sunlight as it stings my skin. But I keep my eyes firmly on my mark. The girl is easy to track. Inexperienced. Naive. Thinks she isn’t being followed. It’s there in the false confidence of the way she walks, the way she holds her shoulders. Maybe it’s because I’m good at my job. Good enough that my target will never know how long I’ve tracked them, or how much time I spent watching them. I’m hoping it’s because I’m better than most at my job.

Otherwise the girl is a danger to herself.

I’m standing beneath a tree, amidst the bustle of midday sidewalk traffic, the shadows of the branches and sparse leaves providing meager cover in the baking sun. I’m watching as Sara Roshkov hurries across the busy road toward the entrance to the San Francisco Public Library. I have little idea what she’s come to the library for, which makes me more than curious. I can’t imagine she’d be loaning out a book; not now, when her life is in such turmoil. That leaves the option I don’t like – meeting someone.

The thought spurs me to move and I wait only until she’d reaches the top step before I jog across Larkin and enter the building after her. The cool air is a shock against my sweat-covered skin and I’m momentarily blinded going from bright sun to shaded interior. I keep my sunglasses on, habit and protection. She’s hurrying up the marble stairs and I pause to watch her, pretending to admire the high, glass ceiling of the atrium. I follow her up the stairs and watch her enter General Fiction. My shoes don’t make any sound on the stairs and I know she has no idea she’s being followed.

Her hair is short and black today, a wig she’s been using since she arrived in San Francisco. She keeps her neck straight and stiff. Seems she knows not to appear as if she’s looking over her shoulder. I’m not sure what she’s learned from her father but she sure has to learn a lot more about running and hiding so the likes of me won’t find her.

I’ve been tracking her for a while now and I feel a pull of something as I watch her. There is a fragile air to her and she’s lost weight, the hollows of her cheeks proof that life on the run doesn’t exactly involve luxuries like three square meals a day. And Sara Roshkov is used to a life of luxury considering the family she belongs to.

I follow, grabbing a book from the bestseller shelf beside me, keeping sufficient distance between us that she’d see nothing suspicious should she turn around. What she would see is a young guy, black jeans, black tee, black sneakers, much like her own dark clothing. The hoodie I’m wearing is equally nondescript, the ball cap plain too. Nothing I wore would stand out in a person’s memory should they spot me. My black hair is short, the style efficient and easy to maintain. Again nothing to remember me by.

She sneaks a look over her shoulder as she enters an aisle up ahead but her eyes graze my face and her gaze seeks further beyond me. I flip through the book and then enter the aisle next to her. She’s facing me and I can watch her through the stacks without her seeing me. She’s already halfway down her row, finger running along the covers as she searches for her book.

It feels a little voyeuristic but hell, the full scope of my job is inherently voyeuristic. I keep my attention on her as her finger stops on one particular book. Her expression is satisfied; she’s found the book she wants but before she takes it off the shelf her eyes cloud, the gray darkening to dark metal; a moment of doubt that shows on her face as if she battles the monsters within.

As much as I can read people, their eyes, their body language, it’s what goes on inside their heads that eludes even the best of us. Nobody can train you for that.

She straightens her back and then tilts the book toward her. taking it down from the shelf with extra care.

She flips to the back of the book and slowly the pieces fall into place. Someone has left something for her in that particular book. There are a number of possibilities but it’s clear that someone is helping her. Is it someone within her family? Roshkov had always kept his personal life totally private. Not that our surveillance hadn’t picked up on his many mistresses or his other extracurricular activities. The man was involved in everything from human trafficking to drug-running. No wonder his wife, having left for St. Petersburg a year ago, is still to return. Something is rotten in the Roshkov paradise perhaps?

Now, as I study his daughter I wonder if her mother is the wife in Russia or is she the offspring of one of Roshkov many affairs? There is too much we still need to know about Sara and perhaps we will get our break soon. One thing I do know is that she has a heart, that there is a goodness in her.

There is no way for me to tell what the book hides and any attempt to find out will likely jeopardize the mission. I could pass her by and steal the book from her without her even realizing it happened. But that won’t help the case.

She has what she wants, so now she heads out, and her shoulders relax a little. She thinks the coast is clear. I allow her that misconception. I hang back as she leaves the library, keeping my distance as she exits the building and heads back into the sunshine.

I’m her shadow as she hurries to a fast food joint where she buys a couple burgers and then keeps moving. I follow, my awareness turned on to full blast.

She heads further west, into the Tenderloin area of San Francisco. It didn’t surprise me that she’d chosen one of the most dangerous parts of the city to hide out in. What does surprise me is that she’s had the guts to stay there this long, hiding among the homeless and the drug dealers. People get killed every night in this area and so far she’s survived. If anything she is resourceful.

I’ve watched the building in which she’d found a place to sleep, cased the place once when she’d left for a soup kitchen a few blocks away. Other than that, I just watch and report back on her activities. Despite my impatience that we were too slow in getting info, despite my need for us to reacher the next level of this investigation in which we take Roshkov down, despite all my personal feeling I must remain clearheaded, keep my head in the game.

Now I watch her enter the deserted building as I lean against a light pole and pretend to light a cigarette.

I hear the buzz in my earwig that indicates someone is being patched through.

“Eagle, come in, over.”

I press the button on the comms. “Eagle here, over.” My eyes don’t move from the mark.

“This is HQ, do you have a situation report, over.”

“All quiet here, over.”


Release Day 10th December 2014
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