A Cornish Summer
by Catherine Alliott
Penguin UK - Michael Joseph Penguin
13 Jun 2019
Flora's been in love with her husband for twenty years. The trouble is, he's been married to someone else for the past fifteen . . .
Now she's been invited to spend the summer in the shady lanes and sandy coves of Cornwall. It should be blissful.
There's just one small snag: she'll be staying with her former mother-in-law, Belinda.
And Flora discovers she's not the only one invited when her ex-husband shows up out of the blue, complete with his new wife. So now there are two small snags.
Can Flora spend the summer playing happy families with the woman who stole her husband's heart, and the mother-in-law who might have had a hand in it?
Or will stumbling on the family secret change her mind about them all?
If you like Fern Britton, Katie Fforde and Sophie Kinsella, you'll love this heartwarming read. . .
Not my usual
reading fare as very much a story told from an ex-family member’s viewpoint of
Cornish aristocracy. But I ended up liking it and wanted to find out just what
happened and why.
some very insightful elements about the married-snob who never quite got the ‘old
money/aristocracy’ habits and behaviours. The reverse snobbishness that goes to
the nouveau riche from the old rich.
And then the
riding and discussions about horses and their behaviour seemed to me to be
written by someone who knew them well. And thus impressed me. Who knew that
horses approached obstacles such as walls and ditches and assumed that there
were dragons – hiding behind the wall or down the rabbit hole? And that you
needed to persuade them otherwise.
As the storyline
developed there were some interesting dilemmas for the main characters – at
what point could they be ignored? Sexual preferences and the environment become
important factors to the story’s characters and the storyline.
(A Magnus Blackwell Novel, #3)
Alexandrea Weis, Lucas Astor
Genres: Adult, Supernatural
Published by: Vesuvian Books
Publication date: March 26th 2019
Lexie Arden has a loving husband, a thriving business, and consults with the New Orleans Police Dept on murder cases. Kalfu has given her everything she desires, but challengers to her authority are closing in. Her dark secret remains hidden from everyone except Magnus. He sees the evil growing stronger, changing her, and hurting her marriage. If Lexie doesn’t rid herself of Kalfu’s influence soon, the consequences will be irreversible. When she unexpectedly inherits a cottage in the swamp, she uncovers a library of rare books on voodoo. Their spells can reverse the dark lord’s hold and set right the balance between darkness and light. But such magic requires a great sacrifice; one Lexie isn’t willing to make. With the shadow spirits and raging voodoo gods vying for her attention, Lexie is on the verge of losing everything—her husband, her power, Magnus, and possibly, her life. The battle for control of the mambo’s soul is about to begin.
Questions for Authors: choose from list
Can you tell your readers something about
why you chose this particular topic to write about? What appealed to you about
it? Why do you think it is different and your approach is unique? The Magnus Blackwell Series began as a
short story by Lucas Astor. Alexandrea Weis took the topic and expanded it
adding her details of New Orleans and her knowledge of voodoo. What appealed to
me was the element of ghosts and the potential to take the characters to a
variety of settings. What makes this series unique is the way New Orleans is
seen, from the perspective of someone who grew up and lives there, and the
topic of voodoo. I believe it is the most unique voodoo/ghost story out there.
How long do you think about a topic before
deciding to write about it? Do you have a set of notes or a note book where you
write down topics that appeal before making a decision as to which topic this
time? I never take long. I may make
a few notes, but in general, I just start writing.
long does it take to research a topic before you write? And for this book? Since I grew up in New Orleans and lived
next door to a voodoo priestess, there wasn’t a lot of research involved. Most
things in the story were well-known to me.
What resources do you use? In general, and for the last book that you
wrote? I use a variety of resources on the Internet and in old books whose
content isn’t available online. Some of the best research any writer can do
takes place inside the pages of a physical book. The older volumes that have
not found their way to the internet are the most useful for any research.
How helpful do you find authority figures
such as the police when you say you want to write about them? Is there a good
way to approach them in your experience? I know several local police officers and approach them when needed.
many times have you been rejected before your first novel was accepted or
before this book was accepted? I
have received several rejections from publishers and agents, but this novel was
accepted right away from the publisher because of its unique storyline.
Did you need to self-publish on e-books
before a publisher took you up? I am
a hybrid author and published several books, e-book and paperback on my own. I
also had another publisher before I came to Vesuvian.
Would you recommend self-publishing and
building an audience before approaching a publisher? If
so, what benefits do you see that it might have for the aspiring novelist? With the way the publishing world is today,
self-publishing is an education every author should go through. Publishers are
more willing to work with self-published authors because they know what it
takes to get a book out, and they have the readers behind them.
writing provide sufficient income to live on? And how long did it take before
this happened? Never depend on
writing for an income. Many writers do not make enough to live on. Just plan on
not making anything and indulge your passion and you will never be disappointed
in your royalty checks. This is not a business you do for the money.
What is your favourite genre? Paranormal and Thrillers
Have you ever tried to imitate another
author’s style? And if so, why? No.
I think every author should develop their own voice, not recreate another.
What have you done with the things you wrote
when in school? I have turned many
of those short stories into novels and series.
Which of your books are you most proud of? My upcoming release in May 2019, Realm. It
is the story of the wife of Alexander the Great and was meticulously
researched. It is a story I wanted to write since the age of sixteen when I
first learned about her life. She is one of the forgotten women in history who
lived an extraordinary life in an exceptional time in history.
Do you have an unusual hobby? I am a wildlife rehabber with the Louisiana
Wildlife and Fisheries. I do not get paid, but take care of orphaned and
injured wildlife because of my love for animals. When I am not writing, this is
my other passion.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Alexandrea Weis, RN-CS, PhD, is a multi-award-winning author of over twenty-seven novels, a screenwriter, ICU Nurse, and historian who was born and raised in the French Quarter of New Orleans. Having grown up in the motion picture industry as the daughter of a director, she learned to tell stories from a different perspective and began writing at the age of eight. Infusing the rich tapestry of her hometown into her novels, she believes that creating vivid characters makes a story moving and memorable. A member of the Horror Writers Association and International Thriller Writers Association, Weis writes mystery, suspense, thrillers, horror, crime fiction, and romance. She lives with her husband and pets in New Orleans where she is a permitted/certified wildlife rehabber with the Louisiana Wildlife and Fisheries and rescues orphaned and injured animals. Lucas Astor is from New York, has resided in Central America and the Middle East, and traveled through Europe. He lives a very private, virtually reclusive lifestyle, preferring to spend time with a close-knit group of friends than be in the spotlight.
He is an author and poet with a penchant for telling stories that delve into the dark side of the human psyche. He likes to explore the evil that exists, not just in the world, but right next door behind a smiling face.
Photography, making wine, and helping endangered species are just some of his interests. Lucas is an expert archer and enjoys jazz, blues, and classical music.
One of his favorite quotes is: “It’s better to be silent than be a fool.” ~Harper Lee (To Kill a Mockingbird)
Breaking the Lore
(Inspector Paris Mystery Book 1)
supernatural, magic, detective
15th April 2019
A magical, mischievous mystery perfect for fans of Douglas Adams and Ben Aaronovitch
How do you stop a demon invasion... when you don’t believe in magic?
Inspector Nick Paris is a man of logic and whisky. So staring down at the crucified form of a murder victim who is fifteen centimetres tall leaves the seasoned detective at a loss… and the dead fairy is only the beginning. Suddenly the inspector is offering political asylum to dwarves, consulting with witches, getting tactical advice from elves and taking orders from a chain-smoking talking crow who, technically, outranks him. With the fate of both the human and magic worlds in his hands Nick will have to leave logic behind and embrace his inner mystic to solve the crime and stop an army of demons from invading Manchester!
And the novel looks like:
Discovering fairies at the bottom of the garden is supposed
to be good luck. Except when the fairy has been crucified. Two pieces of wood
shoved into the ground, one tiny form fastened on to them. Sometimes, thought
Inspector Nick Paris, being a cop could be the worst job in the world. And
sometimes it was bloody amazing.
‘Well?’ he asked. ‘What do you
Williams the pathologist lay on the
grass, examining the scene. He shuffled round and peered up at the detective.
‘I’m not sure what to make of it,’
he replied. ‘I’ve never seen anything like this.’
‘You think I have?’
‘Maybe, Boss,’ said a voice over
Paris’s shoulder. ‘We do get to see some mighty weird stuff. Remember I told
you about those talking fish?’
‘Bonetti,’ said Paris. ‘That was Finding Nemo.’
For the umpteenth time, Paris cursed
the process of allocating sergeants, and wondered how the hell he’d been
assigned this one. Life could be a right pain. Still, considering the grisly
sight in front of him, it had to be better than the alternative.
‘Anyway,’ he continued, ‘we’re not
in Hollywood. This is Manchester, for God’s sake! The leafy suburbs, granted,
but your archetypal northern industrial city. Things like this just don’t
happen here. Mind you, things like this probably don’t happen anywhere. Help me
out, Jack. Is it even real?’
Williams pushed his glasses back on
his nose, then pointed at the grass.
‘We’ve got what appears to be
blood,’ he said. ‘There’s also bruising around the wounds. Hence the answer is:
yes and no.’ He clambered to his feet, brushing the soil from his trousers.
‘“Real” – yes. “It” – no. Most definitely a “she”.’
Paris crouched down to survey the
scene once more. The two sticks were in the ground in an X shape, with one
wrist and the opposite ankle attached to each. The petite head drooped forward,
golden hair obscuring the face. Over the shoulders rose silver wings,
glistening in the early morning sun. Below the head he could see a body covered
by a pale blue dress. A body that was clearly female, with a sensational, albeit
‘Can’t argue with you,’ he said.
‘Living doll. Well, a dead one. But she can’t be a fairy, because they don’t
exist. So what are we dealing with? Freak of nature? Genetic mutation?’
‘Maybe,’ said Bonetti, ‘she really
is a fairy. Or a woman who got stuck in a washing machine.’
Paris looked up into his assistant’s
permanently vacant face, sitting on top of the solid, rugby player’s torso. He
had to admit, a good person to have around if they ever got into a fight. Plus
a reasonable enough chauffeur. Apart from that, though, about as much use as
the Gobi Desert white-water rafting team.
‘A washing machine?’
‘Happened to me, Boss. One of my
shirts shrunk when we put it in extra hot.’
‘I see,’ said Paris, as patiently as
he could manage. ‘And did it grow wings at the same time?’
‘No, Boss. Our machine’s too old for
any of them fancy settings.’
Paris contemplated life with Bonetti
as his sergeant. The alternative didn’t seem so bad after all.
‘Right,’ he said, turning back
towards Williams. ‘Any suggestions which actually come from Planet Earth? Or
anything else you want to tell me?’
‘I can’t give you a definitive cause
of death until we get back to the lab,’ replied the pathologist. ‘I can tell
you I don’t appreciate working in a circus.’
Paris raised his head. Shouting
voices rumbled down from the house, hidden from view by a thick privet hedge.
‘There you go,’ he said. ‘I’ve
always wondered why these people with great big gardens split them into
different sections. Now I know. It’s to stop the media from seeing the bodies.’
He looked back at Williams, who
frowned at him.
‘Bound to happen,’ said Paris. ‘You
know how fast the papers pick up on the slightest hint of a story. Then someone
reports finding a murdered fairy? Just be glad my guys are holding them back.
Besides, we’ve kept it down to three camera crews and half a dozen reporters; I
think we’ve done pretty well.’
Williams tutted. ‘You’re enjoying
this, aren’t you?’ he asked.
‘I never enjoy finding the victims.
Even when they’re fifteen centimetres tall. But I do like interesting cases.’
‘Indeed. You’ve certainly got one
‘Boss,’ said Bonetti. ‘Do we tell
the press anything?’
‘Do we hell!’ replied Paris. ‘Say
it’s a hoax. I’m sure Jack can whip up whatever you need.’
‘Of course,’ said Williams. ‘Give
you time to whip up the killer, I suppose.’
‘Yeah. Only that won’t even be the
hard part. That’ll be dealing with the lawyers.’
‘What do you mean?’
Paris stared up at him. ‘How do you
kill somebody who doesn’t exist?’
Andy Redsmith was
born in Liverpool and grew up in Runcorn. For university he moved the enormous
distance to Salford and has lived in Manchester ever since. He says the people
there are great, but we don’t talk about football.
He worked for many years as a project
manager in the computing industry, a job which really is every bit as exciting
as it sounds. Eventually the call of writing became too hard to ignore and he
went off to do that instead. Over the years in IT he worked with some very
clever people and some complete weirdos, none of whom bear any resemblance to
the characters in his books. Honest.
He has a wonderful wife, a great son, and a loft full of old Marvel comics. One day he’ll get round to selling them. That’s the comics, not the family.
The Body in the Mist
DCI Craig Gillard #3
crime, murder, mystery
20 May 2019
A brutal murder hints at a terrifying mystery, and this time it’s personal.
A body is found on a quiet lane in Exmoor, victim of a hit and run. He has no ID, no wallet, no phone, and – after being dragged along the road – no recognisable face.
Meanwhile, fresh from his last case, DCI Craig Gillard is unexpectedly called away to Devon on family business.
Gillard is soon embroiled when the car in question is traced to his aunt. As he delves deeper, a dark mystery reveals itself, haunted by family secrets, with repercussions Gillard could never have imagined.
The past has never been deadlier.
From master storyteller Nick Louth comes the third installment in the DCI Craig Gillard series. Compelling, fast-paced and endlessly enjoyable, The Body in the Mist is a triumph, perfect for fans of Robert Bryndza, Angela Marsons and Faith Martin
Nick Louth is really getting better – this is best book yet.
The story starts slowly, sedately, lulling you into thinking
that you know the storyline, but you don’t.
As the story progresses shocking and unexpected revelations
take it to a different and very dark level. This is dark coasts and moors and hills where
nasty things happen in the farm woodsheds… And then there is the final page!
The novel is well crafted with logical, if shocking,
outcomes that take the story into just what happens in these lonely places,
where families have lived a hard scrapple life for many generations, and the
neighbours are far away and likely to be feuding. The weather is stormy and
dank and cold, and the sun is fleeting and miserly. Not the nice tourist image
One Night for Seduction
#1 Wicked Dukes Club
by Erica Ridley
historical, fiction, romance, Regency
8 April 2019)
This is the best Erica Ridley book I've read so far - and I've read a large number! Why? Because I've learnt a lot of new things about life and shopping in the Regency age.
I had no idea that there were so many different weights and measures around in this time. and I've discovered the origin of why the American gallon is not an English gallon. All of which was very mysterious before.
So in real life there was an Act of Parliament in 1824 that laid down the exact weights for measures in the UK.
A gallon was to be measured as the volume of 10 pounds of distilled water weighed at 62 degrees Fahrenheit, with a barometer pressure of 30 inches or 277.274 cubic inches.
So very precise!
The old Troy pound was later restricted as being used only to weigh drugs, precious metal and jewels.
But it was not until 1963 that the rod and chaldron (who has ever heard of that?! But it was apparently a measure of coal being 36 bushels), were finally abolished.
Now isn't that fascinating?
But to add to the confusion, the American weights and measures guys adopted the units the English used before 1824. This means that an American gallon is based on the Queen Anne wine gallon of 231 cubic inches and is thus 17% smaller than the English. The Old English (Queen Anne) Wine Gallon was standardized as 231 in3 (133 fl oz) in the 1706 Act 5 Anne c27, but it differed before that, as an example the London 'Guildhall' gallon before 1688 was 129.19 fl oz.
And the US bushel is 3% smaller; with the American dry pint being .551 cubic decimeters and the English keeping the wet and dry pint the same at .586 cubic decimeters. Yes the wet American is the same as the English to confuse us all...
I do hope everyone followed all of that!
So for me, the story was in the usual good form of Erica with a great heroine and a somewhat bemused hero but for me, being a history buff, the weights and measures issue sent me off into research land which doesn't often happen these days. Well done Erica!