Saturday, 30 March 2019

How The EU Just Destroyed The Internet #Article11 #Article13

Ok, so I think this is something EVERYONE should watch. If you use the internet in the EU or in Europe full stop, then you SERIOUSLY need to watch this.
This is not fearmongering, this is not pushing a narrative...this is what was voted through and will have a MAJOR impact on content creators and internet users/viewers alike.
People need to wake up to this madness.

Friday, 29 March 2019

How Dare You... Really GoFundMe?

This my friends is the latest scandal to hit the publishing world. This guy created a site that facilitated the upload of thousands of pirated books. He promoted it and encouraged others to download pirated work. 
My books were listed there as were the books of many of my friends and many of the authors I love.
Two things annoyed me about this...
  1. I worked hard on my book, it was and is my pride and joy and it is outrageous that this...vile person can take my work without my permission and upload it for others to take without my permission. Taking without permission is also known as stealing. 
  2. Those who used the site claimed to do so because they could not afford to buy a book (some of the books listed are on Amazon for free download - so why steal it?) but yet they can go to GoFundMe and pay from $5 and up to support this guy? Really? (I blanked out their names because I am a decent person - but I do think they should be ashamed of themselves)
If you hate this sort of thing as much as I do then please go to GoFundMe and report this guy. It will ask you what part of the campaign is not factual. I have highlighted it, he does not own the rights to my work...I do. He does not own the rights to any of them, that is retained by the authors and he did not have our permission to upload our work and have others download it.

Friday, 22 March 2019

Free? FREE YOU SAY? Why yes...

 Dog Soldiers

To celebrate my daughters 18th Birthday this weekend, I have put these two little gory, spooky, shorts not only on KU but FREE too. Yes! That's right, even those who aren't signed up to KU can avail of the freeness! 

These two little shorts are quick reads that I hope you enjoy.
(pssst...if you like them you can leave a review for them on either Amazon or Goodreads -or both- if you wish. I would be eternally grateful).

Thursday, 21 March 2019

Authors? Want Promotion Without Working For It?

Hey guys, it's been a while I know. I have been working my ass off and it was on a night where I had finished work, came home to sort dinner for the family and then after settling down to write that the thought struck me...If I am finding time stretched so thin now how on earth was I to find the time when I publish my latest WIP (Work In Progress for all you who aren't clued in on abbreves) to actually promote the thing?

Well, I found the answer on one of my Facebook procrastination detours. BooksGoSocial.
(clicking the image will take you to the website)

Books Go Social Authors

Upon finding this I dug a little deeper and when I did I found this quote from the founder of BGS:

"We'll Find You Readers With Our Powerful And Proven "Full Spectrum" Book Marketing Machine Or You'll Get Your Money Back," - Laurence O'Bryan, Founder/Author

So, guess what I have asked for this Mother's Day? But you don't have to wait, check it out now!

Now...what was I doing? Oh yes...writing...

See Ya xxxx

Wednesday, 20 February 2019

The Grimoire Prophecies -- AUDIOBOOK !!!! It's Here!!!

#NowAvailable #audiobook #Novella #TheGrimoireProphecies is now available in audiobook format on #Amazon and #Audible. Thank you to the Amazingly talented Megan Nutt - Narrator for doing an awesome job!!! #CheckItOut 

Just click on the Image...go listen to a sample!

Wednesday, 2 January 2019

New Year - New Me!! (No honestly...I promise)

So 2018 is officially over and 2019 has just begun. I have given thought to all the projects I have sitting. Many are outlined, some in detail, and many are already started with as much as 30K words down on paper. For me, 2018 was the year of procrastination but I am set on changing that for 2019.
I will be aiming to complete quite a few projects this year, including those listed below:

Forest of Shadows (Book 2 in The Guardians Series)
Eternal Night (Book 2 in The Grimoire Prophecies Novella Series)
Fallen (First installment of my new RH PNR series)
Title to be decided -  (Second Installment of my little Fantasy Horror - Dog Soldiers) 

All those listed are current WIPs (Works In Progress) and I will be aiming to have all published during 2019 as well as the audiobook versions (time permitting).

Yes, yes, I know this seems like a lot and many of you who know me are reading this and thinking to yourselves, 'Where is she getting the time to do all this? Is she actually planning on sleeping at all in 2019?' BUT I do have each project outlined in detail and yes, if it kills me (or gives me sleep deprivation) I will finish all these projects this year. 

So, here is a toast for 2019, and wishing all a busy, successful, happy and healthy 2019!


Wednesday, 5 December 2018

Dog Soldiers Excerpt -- A little bite of Were for lovers of the wolf.

(If you want to read more just click on the image to bring you to Amazon)



     I lay on my back and gasped while I struggled to breathe. The stench of the sand dusted ground beneath me filled my senses; a heady mix of sweat and blood so dense that I could almost taste it.  Fuck … I opened my eyes or at least attempted to. The left one wasn’t budging, the swelling causing it to be sealed shut. My right opened, but my vision was blurred, everything tinted red. My guess? Either my blood or the other guys, hard to tell. How the fuck did my life fall so deep into the shitter?


     I’d been deployed with the guys just a few days ago, some dick had drawn the golden ticket and found himself on Big A’s shit list. We had no idea what had put him there, and we didn’t care, it wasn’t our job to question. It was our job to follow orders. The usual suspects, Bucky, Diggler, KT and me along with the addition of an FNG (Fucking New Guy). The Serg had thrown him in, mumbled something about wanting him to ‘hit the ground running.’ It was his first time out of the cage. Couldn’t believe he had been tossed in with us, but I gotta say the kid was savage.
     We were dropped off a few miles away and met up with one of our guys on scout. They had everything we needed in the trunk of an old beat up Cavalier. The thing looked like a gust of wind would be just enough pressure to have it fall apart. It looked like a piece of shit, but it was a reliable piece of shit. Our contact had HK416s, Mk 46 Machine Guns and M9 Berettas all ready to rock and roll. We stopped short of our target and grabbed the crap from the trunk. I glanced at each of the guys and smiled watching one strap a 9-inch jagged-toothed blade to their calf. Another tucked a Glock into the belt of his pants, and I held in my palm my old friend Mr. Hellbringer aka an HK45CT, good old .45 handgun used by the good ole boys back home.
     The FNG had weapons placed everywhere on him, rookie mistake. But, when KT pointed it out the asshole just flipped him off and told him to, ‘suck it.’ KT looked like he wanted to rip the kids head off. But I gave a small shake of my head to let him know now wasn’t the time. Bring that shit home and sort it there, we had a job to do, and in-house fighting was not gonna happen, not on my watch.
     We got back in the car and traveled the short distance to our target. The compound was out on its own. Even though dense forestry circled the enclosure, it had been cut back a good two hundred feet, my guess? It was so the bastards could see shit coming at them. A wall lined the boundary and on top of it stood some rough looking guys, mercenaries I guessed with AKs and fuck knew what else.
     Our contact had been able to drive in with a brief nod and without being stopped. I was surprised, the dossier on the head asshole here indicated that they had tight security, we weren’t seeing that at all. My gut tightened, my spidey senses were telling me that they had been tipped off and that this was a trap. I dropped the code word into the conversation to give the guys a heads up on what I was thinking. Diggler groaned, KT took it in his stride, Bucky let out a slow, low whistle and the FNG brought a whoop of ‘Yippie ki yay’ to the party.
     They didn’t wait long; the guys and I had just climbed out of the car when hell broke loose. We all split and dove for cover, keeping in mind to have each of the team within sight, we readied ourselves for the slaughter. I could see four of the guards running towards KT, but as I was about to lay down cover fire to allow him to back away, the FNG stepped out and into the open. He riddled the fuck out of them, and they crumpled and fell. One guy took a hit to the neck, and a heavy spray of blood fanned out into the air and soaked the guy beside him. They were the first to fall, but sure as hell they weren’t the last.
     A few minutes in I was beginning to think that the FNG must be hopped up on some illegal shit cause the guy was like a machine. The body count was piling up with most of the count going to him. I’d swear at one point I’d seen Diggler pull out a cigar and lean against the side of a building facing the chaos and smoke that cancer stick to the butt.
     It was like letting a rabid dog off the leash and watching it tear through a schoolyard at recess. Normally that shit would need to be kept tidy, but orders were it was a free-fire zone. Which, in good ole everyday American, meant that the only ones to walk away from this, should be us. So, we just let the kid fly and moving along we picked up the strays.
     It wasn’t a bad day’s work, we were in and out in a few hours. Then we were in the air again and on our way back to base as it hit thirteen hundred hours local time. Each of us covered in all sorts of crap. I watched amused as KT noticed something on his shoulder and barked out a laugh when he leaned in for a closer look only to let out a loud “For fuck's sake! DUDE!” He quickly swept off a hand-sized spider, it hit the floor, and he bounced to his feet stomping hard on it. The finger-like legs splayed out on the floor and around his boot, dark red, almost black goo oozed out. “Christ! I hate those things. Fucking hairy bloodsucking bastards!”
     “A bit like your Ex then, huh Big K?” Diggler choked out as he laughed.
     “Go fuck yourself, Dig!”
     “Many times, my friend, many, many times.” Diggler’s big cheesy grin had everyone laughing. Yup, it was great getting out with the guys.

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