Goodness! So much has happened this year, I doubt I’ll even remember half of it to mention—not just in my writing career but in my private life, too. Let’s give it a go, though, and see what I can come up with.

What happened in 2011 in Jab-Land?

-          I received my first ever acceptance for my writing. Yep. Golden Visions Magazine loved my short story enough to want to publish it (they even wanted to pay me, too) … and …

-          On the same day as that, I received my YES! from a publisher. Yep. A well known romance publisher (who I shan’t name as I turned them down after reading the contract) wanted to publish my novella, Instinct—the very same one that will be published this week via J. Taylor Publishing … which leads me to …

-          I signed with J. Taylor Publishing for Darkness & Light. Within weeks, they asked me if I’d be interested in signing with them for Instinct, also. I’ve barely looked back since, and have gone on to sign for Marked (my short in the Into the Unknown anthology), Fated Encounter (my free short I wrote for my readers), and another novella (which I shall be screaming about to you all very shortly).

-          Writing wise, I completed the following: Marked and Fated Encounter as mentioned above. Halloween Hunting, my fun short I wrote in October for Ethan. Eternal—a Sean & Jem prequel novella. And I also spent the entire year working with Ethan Holloway to compose a workable draft of Caged: the third Holloway Pack novel, which I hope will be available in 2013. I’ve also begun writing a short story I hope will be available next winter, as well as the opening for the fourth Holloway Pack novel. And maybe it’s best I not mention all the other ideas I have jotted down that have sprung from the recesses of my head.

-          In July, I became a debut author. I got to hold a copy of MY novel with MY name on the cover! Let me just pause there to express how that made me feel: WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!! Get it? I was/still am mega-excited.

-          One Rebecca Hart created a circle on the writing site I use (Scribophile.com) called The Sisterhood of the Travelling Pens and with that circle came one of the greatest support groups I’ve ever been a part of. I love me some Pens Ladies.

-          I also discovered Goodreads and made some new awesome online friends—some I hope to one day meet.

-          Oh, yes! Mustn’t forget Twitter. I finally figured out what it’s all about.

-          And blog hops, too. Who’da thunk I’d be participating in those like a pro?

-          In the summer, Mr B bought me a Kindle and I finally grew to understand the lure of the digital book. It’s been said a thousand times and more: I didn’t think I’d deal with switching the smell of a new paperback for an electronic device. But I did deal, and I now ADORE my Kindle—even more so as I have all of my own titles on there and get to stare at them as often as I like … and …

-          In an almost oxymoronic fashion, my collection of signed books began. At first I won a signed copy of Blood Trinity (Dianna Love/Sherrilyn Kenyon), but I have since been sent (either gifted or won) a signed copy of Aimee Laine’s Little White Lies, a copy of Cutlass & Musket signed by Rebecca Hart who has a story in there, a signed copy of Somnium: Halos 1 by Keri Lake and a copy of Fangtales signed by Kelly Said who has a story in there. I definitely hope to add to this pile throughout 2012.

-          Talking of others’ books, 2011 started the beginning of my name appearing in acknowledgements. It is such an honour for another author to believe I have offered something of use to them with regards to their work. And to see that showcased for the world to see always makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside (and often makes me giggle quite moronically when I think no one else is watching).

-          As for my private life? Dude, I don’t even know where to begin. There have been job losses, bike crashes and bodily damage, my boy’s first date and first girlfriend, illness, dyslexia—all made easier to contend with by the goodness of life, love, friends, celebrations and coastal walks.

Looking at my list, I’ve probably barely touched on everything that happened this past year, but these are all the ones that reverberate loudest. If there are any I’ve missed that you think I shouldn’t have, please feel free to shout (at me).

What about yourselves? What goodness (or trials) has 2011 held for you?









Yes, the New Year is almost upon us and to celebrate I’m participating in the New Year Blog Hop Giveaway as run by I’m a Reader Not a Writer and Babs Book Bistro:

So … what goodness do I have for this hoptapular event, you ask?

I am giving away one copy of my about-to-be-released novella: Instinct (A Holloway Pack Prequel):

And … one copy of Into the Unknown, featuring my short story: Marked.

So … do what do YOU need to do to win?

Easy peasy: Simply leave me a comment below (with a contact email).

Off you go, go gooooooooo! And don’t forget to click the hop image above to the complete list of blogs hosting giveaways for more chances to win prizes.

Good luck!

Terms & Conditions:

This Blog Hop runs until midnight on January 3rd 2012 and the draw will take place after that date.

Winner will chosen using random.org

I will contact the winner via email provided, and the winner has 72 hours to accept the prize

Winner must also give permission for their email to be passed onto my publisher for delivery of their prize (J.Taylor Publishing will not contact you for any other purpose)

Prizes as stated—no [cash or other] alternatives will be offered


I don’t often share my private life with you all so this is a rare moment, but I had such an awesome time on Christmas day I felt compelled to blog about it.

This year, we headed to the west coast of Wales to visit Mrs B Senior (translate: my MiL). Lucky for us, she lives around 15 minutes from the beach—and as Mr B has visited the area (prior to his mum moving there) since he was still in nappies (diapers to the US’ers), he knows most of those nooks and crannies that the tourists never even know exist.

So, Christmas morning, he woke us up early with breakfast in bed (expected of him whenever we visit his mum) and me and the (not so) Mini-Me headed off on one of his magical mystery tours (the other Mini-Me was a little poorly and so stayed behind).

He drove past Military of Defence land, across cattle grids, past old buildings and pretty holiday homes … until we reached Stackpole Quay.

That was a cool enough spot to visit.

Apparently, it wasn’t cool enough for Mr B.

He made us climb slippery steel ladders up the Cliffside and then up some steps … until we reached the fields that give an amazing view of the beach below and the sea.

Then we traipsed across mud (because of torrential rain the day before) and dodged rabbit droppings and almost got blown over by mega gusts of wind … and after around 20 minutes of walking came across another beach.

One that had only 2 other people on it when we arrived. And the view from the top before we ventured down was spectacular.

Anyhoo … we jogged down the ton of steps to the bottom where I found a rather large stick and took to scoring my mark in the sand.

I did consider doing an autograph but worried about the stampede of fans clambering just to see it. O_o

Instead I left the ‘BELFIELD’ calling card trademark … then Mr B insisted I write Merry Christmas. Of course, I probably should have added a little more just to ensure the message made sense but … meh, my arm was aching by that point—especially as the bigger letters were almost 3 times my body length.

Then, I made Mr B and the (not so) Mini-Me run all the way to the top just to take pics.

Wouldn’t you know a load of rambler-looking folk chose that moment to show up and took great interest in the meaningful message that had been left in the sand. *snort*

Annnnnnd … then we all went home and watched Mr B cook dinner. Hehehehehe.

Oh, yes, that’s the MiL’s puss, Lady Jane Grey, who kept me company whilst visiting, hehehe.

So … how was your Christmas day? Do anything interesting?


Christmas is but 3 days away (wheeeeeeeeeeeee!) and I wanted to leave you all with something a little fun … a kind of gift … for you to participate in.

Yes, I know last year’s gift ‘One for the ladies‘ is almost unbeatable without writing you all an erotic piece of flash but I didn’t want to go that route.

Instead, to send you all on your merry crimble way, I’ve written a scene for a fun game of GUESS WHO?

Yep, this snippet depicts some of the Holloway Pack … (dare I say it?) before they were famous (ha!).

My challenge to you is this: Guess Who‘s the toddler?

Thick dark hair stands on end, as defiant over laying flat as the boy is over smiling for the camera. His eyes, as dark as rich cocoa yet nowhere near as warm—not in this moment—stare across at the bundle in his mother’s lap.

Her fussing with the soft fleecy blanket reveals a robust baby with hair as dark as the toddler’s and almost as thick. This only seems to determine the grim line of the boy’s mouth further as his pudgy little arms fold over his puffed out chest. Not even the mother finally giving him her attention seems to waver his mood.

“Son.” His father, on the far side of his mother, leans around and beckons him closer. “Come on now. Come and stand by your mother.”

With an impressive scowl, the boy shakes his head.

A hulk of a guy behind the camera barks out a laugh. “Boy’s stubborn as a mule.”

“Wonder where he gets that from,” his mother mutters before she aims a smile at the toddler. “If you come and have your picture taken, Mummy will make you jelly and blancmange.”

The boy’s head tilts, as though he’s considering the barter, whilst the narrowing of his eyes suggests he’s waiting for the catch. Still, he refuses to smile. Refuses to step closer. And his folded arms tighten across his chest.

“Boy,” his father says, his expression firm, “you will come and stand by your mother. That is an order. Do you understand?”

The boy stares back at his father for seconds before he drags his feet across as though wading through a marsh. At his mother’s side, his fingers toy with the hem of her skirt, yet he still refuses to give the lens his full attention.

As the flash blinds the family on the sofa, the boy’s focus is wholly on the baby occupying his mother’s lap—the lap where he should be sitting—and he does not look happy.

So … d’you know who it is yet? Hehehehe.








Wheeeeeee! Yes, it’s time again for another bloghop and this time it’s the midwinter’s eve one:

Admittedly, I was a little concerned about this one due to the time of year. Anyone who visits my blog hops often will know I usually like to send out a bar of chocolate for the winner to munch on whilst falling into the world of the Holloway Pack. Alas, the postal service pretty much sucks right about now so no chocolate.


Fear not … because I decided to make it up to y’all with a triple E-Book giveaway.

Yes, I am giving away ONE copy of each of the following to ONE lucky winner:

Darkness & Light (A Holloway Pack Story #1)

 Jem Stonehouse, a housewife with a neurotic husband bent on keeping her in line, Darkness & Light by J.A. Belfielddreams about werewolves in, what she believes, is a bid to escape boredom.
Sean Holloway is a werewolf, living a charade within the human race, whose mind drifts to a bond he shares with a woman he hasn’t met–at least, not in this lifetime.
Apart, the two are safe but live unfulfilled lives.
Together, they’ll become prey to rival packs just as they have been for hundreds of years.
When their worlds collide, and not for the first time, instinct takes over. Dreams become reality. Futures are uncertain. To keep history from repeating itself, Sean must teach Jem about his heritage, convince her of her role, and win her love.
Can Jem accept her destiny before it’s too late, or is her inner wolf buried too deep to save her future with Sean?

Into the Unknown (containing my short story, Marked—a delightful story set after Darkness & Light told from the POV of the delectable Sean Holloway):

 Three men never expected love to wreak so much havoc in their lives. 
In Marked, Darkness & Light’s Sean Holloway is on a mission—to find the perfect gift for the woman of his dreams. When all conventional choices turn out to be the wrong ones, each failed attempt convinces Sean his self-imposed task is impossible. But in the world of the Holloway Pack, anything is possible if it can be kept a secret.
In Misguided, Little White Lies’s Wyatt Moreland is hot on the trail of a wanted man when a rumor about his fiancée halts his progress. His desire to keep her safe wars with her need to be involved in his work and could derail their entire wedding unless he finds out the truth before she does.
In Tempted, The Glass Man’s Liam Kane made a promise to the fae he loves never to use his power to harm others. When a horrific event angers him, the energy boiling inside seduces him into walking a dark path. He has but one choice: resist his own nature or give up the one he loves.
Will the three men make the right choices? Or will their actions destroy their futures with the women they love?

And …. *drum roll* a copy of my NOT YET RELEASED novella: Instinct (A Holloway Pack Prequel):

 Werewolf Sean Holloway treats the village marketplace like a sexual buffet, though his charm does little to win over his latest entrée of choice. Whether because of Jem Stonehouse’s unique scent, her headstrong nonchalance, or the fact he is forbidden to see her by his pack’s rules, Sean wants her.
When Jem is nothing but flippant toward his advances, he pursues her with vigour, stealing moments alone with her without a libido-driven agenda.
The new and heady experience for him drives their relationship beyond romantic interest, and straight toward love.
That is, until Jem learns the truth about Sean’s heritage. Knowledge of the existence of werewolves leads to only one outcome: death.
In this prequel to Darkness & Light, we are taken back in time, to the very beginning of Jem and Sean’s love-across-the-centuries relationship.
Did it end there? Or did Sean defy his own pack to save the woman he loves?

So … do you wanna know how to win?


Simples: All you gotta do is leave me a comment below (with a contact email) and ‘like’ my FB page.

Off you go, go gooooooooo! And don’t forget to click on the hop image to get to the list of participants for more great giveaways!

Merry Christmas!

Terms & Conditions:

This Blog Hop runs until midnight on December 27th 2011 and the draw will take place after that date.

Winner will chosen using random.org

I will contact the winner via email provided, and the winner has 72 hours to accept the prize

Winner must also give permission for their email to be passed onto my publisher for delivery of their prize (J.Taylor Publishing will not contact you for any other purpose)

Prizes as stated—no [cash or other] alternatives will be offered


You might recall I recently wrote a post on how to recognise if you’re dating a werewolf.

Well, if by chance you worked out you are, you now need to consider that Christmas shopping for them might not be the same as shopping for your brother.

So … once again, I am here with my pearls—of wisdom, that is—to help you guys out.


First up … What NOT to buy:

-          A ‘Sounds of the Forest’ nature CD. Without the other sensory stimulations to accompany the noises and birdly chirps, this will most likely send your wolfie pal on a one way trip to a padded cell.

-          A pet cat. Seriously. The feline will leave the poor guy looking like an extra in a badly produced slasher movie.

-          Paw print boxers. I mean, come on! You can be more original than that, right? He already has 30 pairs, for goodness sake!

-          Any plants that even mildly resemble Wolfsbane (check out the image if you’re unsure). Chances are, just the sight of it will bring him out in a cold sweat.

-          Twilight: the movie. Trust me. It’ll just make him mad.

         A dog collar. He won’t appreciate the sentiment. Not unless Dominatrix is the name of his private fetish.

-          A kennel to stick in your back garden—for those all important nights he sleeps over. This will majorly offend the poor guy.

         A dog whistle. He’ll think you’re taking the p***.

-          A kingsize bottle of Kouros. Or any scent for that matter. Not unless you want to spend the day sprayed by his sneezes. And that could get pretty ugly.

-          A year’s supply of Frontline. This would be guaranteed to get you instantly dumped. And, really, who wants to deal with that on Christmas day?


Secondly … What’s on the ACCEPTABLE list:

-          One of those massage mittens from Petsmart. I’m guessing your guy just luuurves to be stroked.

-          A teddy bear. Seriously. But only gift-wrap it after it’s spent a few nights in your bed—with you.

-          Blankets. Lots of them. But only of the fleecy variety. The furry dudes just love those fleecy throws.

-          A nice juicy steak. Preferable raw. Don’t ask.

-          A first aid kit. He will always find mischief that results in scrapes and bruises. And if you haven’t noticed as such, then the two of you ain’t doing the horizontal tango anywhere near as much as you should be. The below gift will most likely help remedy that ….

-          Edible underwear. For you to wear. For him to eat. For you to reap the benefits of when it can only go toward fuelling his energy prior to you ending up naked. Trust me: win-win situation.

-          A Frisbee. What? I’m not kidding. He’ll love it. Maybe.

-          A doughnut maker. ‘Cept you don’t describe it as that. You tell him it makes edible Frisbees. Got it? Then watch the guy pee his pants in excitement … and if he cocks his leg to do so, you know you’ve scored a win for definite.

I think that about covers it. You should be good to go. Unless, of course, anyone else can think of any to add …. Anyone?

How about you? Do you have an unusual kin/partner to buy for this Christmas? How’s that going for you?


Good Sunday, everyone!

Thank you all for returning to my blog each week to read my snippets.

From my novella, Instinct (Sean Holloway’s POV):

I raced the way I’d come, bursting through the trees onto the path before her.

She gasped, and her fingers flew to her lips, those blue eyes of hers widening.

“Jem, please wait.” I raised my palms in apology.

Her hand pressed to her chest as she took deep breaths. “Do you always accost unsuspecting victims?”

Sean could (*cough*) accost me any day of the week.

To be continued next week …

Please feel free to keep an eye out throughout December as there will be giveaways happening.

Cheers for stopping by. Links to the other participants can be found HERE—you should check them out—or why not sign up and join in the fun yourself?

Hope you all have an AWESOME CHRISTMAS, guys! :)


Anyone who follows my reviews or chats to me on Goodreads will know how much this months spotlighted series had me up and down and high and low and pretty much on the verge of an emotional meltdown. For that reason alone, it is deserving of its place here. So, with great pleasure, I announce Decembers book series:


Where to start? Boy, I barely know. I flew through the first book for my Readathon in October. It was fast, easy, and entertaining. And yeah, I definitely had a soft spot for Seth by the end and realised I would without a doubt be reading on. Though, I will say the first book in the series surprised me. For a series with ‘Succubus’ in every title, there was in actual fact very little sexual content. I think maybe the author was breaking us in gently because it did increase in the other titles. I could waffle on here about this entire series but I think it will be easier to go through each book individually to give you an idea of my ups and downs as an obsessed (or is that possessed?) reader. What I will say, however, is that the Georgina Kincaid series is the first series I’ve ever read that I have consistently rated each title the same—because Read’s writing was just that level, from start to finish.

Okay, onward:

Succubus Blues. As said above, this is the book where the author gets your attention. There is a love triangle that isn’t quite a love triangle because one guy barely does anything about his feelings (that would be the delightful and extremely loveable Seth) whilst the other is very much unafraid to go for the throat of what he wants (the mucho likable—for totally different reasons—Roman). Yet, whilst both guys are hawt in their individual kind of ways, you still can’t help but realise from the off which one of them is the ‘right’ guy for our Georgina, even if it doesn’t quite appear as though it’s going to swing that way. Pretty much: this is the novel that grabs you by the [insert word choice] and makes you fall in love with the characters.

Succubus on Top. Whilst I didn’t think the author quite grasped which she wanted to be the main point of the plot in this one, leaving it split in two different directions so I wasn’t sure which way to head, this was full of heartbreak. I got mad with the MC—despite understanding her frustrations and reasons. I was even madder at Georgina’s so-called friend (said with utter disdain) and couldn’t wait for him to be swiped from the novel with a heavy hope that he’d never show his face again. I do recall feeling as though one of those above-mentioned directions wasn’t quite tied up tight enough at the end, and I expected a reappearance from one of the issues, but that never happened so that’s one thread in the series left dangling a little too low for my liking.

Succubus Dreams. Yeah, I wouldn’t bother clicking the link for this one. The author broke my heart. Right at the end. I was mad. I was depressed. I was disappointed—as much in the author for doing what she did to ME as the character that put me in this emotional state. I just wanted to cry. My review ended up being a non-review because I was simply too upset to think straight enough to write one. I almost rated this book a 1 I was so p*****. But, being the mature adult I am, I took a step back and re-evaluated and realised the very fact the author had drawn forth so much raw emotion from me meant she had obviously done a bang-up job in her execution. I shall say no more than that—except have a box of tissues handy if you ever read it.

Succubus Heat. This one has the MC sleuthing and spying and rescuing and whatnot. A blast from an earlier novel shows up (one I’d almost forgotten about). Things between the MC and Seth look good for a short-lived while. And whilst I totally predicted some of the plot that Georgina was blind to, it didn’t retract from my enjoyment of the read at all. Great sensual scenes in this novel—ones the readers have most likely been waiting for from the beginning. That’s all I’m saying.

Succubus Shadows. This is the book where I dared to hope that I might actually have a reason to forgive Mead for the earlier torment. There is some cool writing in this one. Considering the MC gets sucked into this tiny little void for a decent percentage of the book, and goes through the ensuing chapters by seeing ‘dreams’ alone, the author pulls it off to the point that you don’t get bored by what should be a HUGE static pause in the storyline. This is also the spot in the series where, if you’re not there already, your sucpicionemetre starts blaring like something crazed, because all those niggles you might have wondered over in the previous books begin to expand into more than an element of doubt or curiosity. You’re also left with questions that you just HAVE to have answered and so will be desperate to get your hands on that final title before your brain implodes.

Succubus Revealed. This book is FULL of OMGoodness moments. Seriously. With all the suspicions I had whirling through my head at the end of #5, I didn’t see how Mead could possibly wrap this series up without it appearing as contrite as all get out. But, by Jove, she did. Is it too much of a spoiler to state that the happy ending I’d been waiting for since Mead ripped out my heart, chewed on it like tobacco, and then spat it into the gutter, FINALLY arrived at the end of this book. Only one thing left me a little sad. Note I said sad not disappointed. But I guess I’ll just have to accept the non-answer for that. Oh, and the presence of a certain character throughout the entire series is also finally explained.

So … if you love a Big Dipper and Loop-de-Loop ride of a read with the promise of a decent outcome, then give this a go. If you’re interested in reading stuff from a writer that deserves respect simply because she has the b***s to p*** off her readers, then try it out for size. It’s on my pile of favourites that I’ll possibly return to in the future—and not many make it onto there. As usual, all book links go direct to my reviews on Goodreads for any interested in my thoughts in more depth.

My rating for this series:


Maybe you’ve read it already, have it on your TBR pile, or have heard lots about it but don’t know if it’s for you. Either way, I’d love to hear your thoughts.







It is my GREAT pleasure to have on my blog today, the one and only delightful Keri Lake.

A married mother of two living in Michigan, Keri writes urban fantasy and paranormal romance (which is a HUGE win, imo), and her debut novel, Somnium: Halos 1 is due to be launched on the 16th December. Before we take a peek at that, let’s just partake in a massive Wheeeeeeeeeee! cheer for Keri. And here’s the book itself:

From Goodreads:

A work assignment in Kittery, Maine should be routine for Allie Lynch; nothing more than to prove herself as a brilliant engineer. Instead she finds herself torn between two men: a gorgeous military guard, Colton Briggs, and her devilishly handsome colleague, Drew Costa. To resist temptation, Allie does the only thing she can: she throws herself into her work.
But fate has other plans for Allie. Women are going missing all around her, Allie is struck with a series of life-threatening mishaps, and she becomes the obsession of a local deranged psychopath.
Thrust into a dark world that she can hardly fathom, Allie must fight for her very survival, open her mind to new realities – and open her heart to the possibility of love. Because both of these men are trouble – but one is a greater danger than she could ever imagine …

Sounds pretty cool, eh? And how gorgeous is that cover? I did try to embed the Book Trailer but I’m such a techno-klutz that I failed on that account. However, here’s the link: http://youtu.be/HuK-ooJUN9M for any who dares to check it out (‘Tis pretty awesome). And you can add the book to your Goodreads list by clicking on the cover image above.

If you fancy giving Somnium a bash, why not stick around for the giveaway posted below her interview:

Without further a do, I’d like to welcome Keri to my blog.

The first question that springs to mind when I read the blurb of your novel is why angels and demons? With a whole host of supernatural beings to choose from in the PNR genre, what was it that made you go in this direction?

I’ve always been fascinated by angels and demons.  Good versus evil.  Somnium is loosely based on my sister.  When she moved out of state a few years back, it was really scary.  She’s the baby of the family.  I began writing the novel soon after she left and it sort of gave me some piece of mind; the idea of someone looking out for her.

Allie is your MC. It’s so hard to understand what motivates a character from the blurb alone. To give us a better glimpse of what makes her tick, what five words would you use to describe her?

As I mentioned, Allie is loosely based on my sister.  But she also has some elements of me in her.  I guess that’s the case with writers.  The five words I would use to describe her:

  1.  Feisty – she is undoubtedly a little pistol
  2. Curious – the girl can’t leave well enough alone
  3. Clumsy – this is definitely my sister
  4. Funny – she definitely has a sense of humor
  5. Stubborn – don’t think I need to comment on this one.

And as there are (not one but) two hot dudes fighting for Allie’s attention, how about you sum each of them up with one sentence?

Well, Drew Costa is undoubtedly a handsome devil, smart and sometimes charming, but a man with a chip on his shoulder.

Colton Briggs is a sexy soldier and a man of few words who could darn near shoot daggers from his piercing blue eyes.

Um … yum, anyone?

Somnium is subtitled: Halos #1. I’m guessing that means it’s part of a bigger picture. Care to elaborate for any who’re interested?

I was looking at a trilogy with this one, but there’s actually quite a bit to say about the Halos world.  So I started a novella…and I’m not sure it’ll stop there.  For now, we’ll just call Somnium Book 1.

And onto some more personal questions … about you:

Where is your favourite spot to write?

Oh boy, this is going to sound really awful, but my favorite place to write is actually in my car.  I like to crank the heat (or air in the summer), flip on my iPod and go to town…er, on my book…not literally drive to town.  I’m not one for typing the first draft.  I have to write it out by hand.  The ideas flow uninterrupted – perhaps jotting them down on paper gives my brain an opportunity to stay ahead of my thoughts.  So the car is just fine for that.  The exception is when my characters drag me out of bed at 3-4 am.  Then it’s my desk, tucked away in a corner with a blanket and some strong coffee.

That has to be the most bizarre answer I’ve heard yet, lol.

When I write, I prefer to be in PJ trousers, a mug of caffeine at my elbow, a packet of something munchable slightly out of reach (just because I like the security of them being there but having them too far away makes it less likely I’ll nibble the entire packet in one sitting), and my family in the other room watching TV. So … how do you settle in to write?

Haha!  Well, my writing routine is different from my editing routine.  When I set myself to write, all I need is a cup of coffee and some music.  I wrote Halos during my lunch breaks at work, so I’d nibble on lunch while I was working throughout the day and then have my lunch hour to do nothing but grab a Starbucks and write.  Pen + paper + peppermint mocha + iTunes = Staves off writer’s block.

Editing is another issue.  I typically need some sugar close by, my iPhone for Twitter breaks, a good night’s sleep and silence.

Ice cream or fresh cream—which rocks your hormones to the greatest effect?

Definitely ice cream. 

Pizza toppings: meat feast … or plain ole cheese & tom?

I’m a ham & pineapple kinda gal. 


Better way to relax: Books … or movies?

Books, hands down.  I love movies and get excited about renting them.  But then I end up feeling guilty.  Like I should be doing something else.  At least with reading I feel like I’m sharpening my craft.

And finally … in no more than three sentences, tell us why we should buy your book: what para’s the normal to make Somnium unique?

I think it’s the characters in the story that will surprise readers the most.  They’re multi-dimensional, going beyond simply angels or demons.  Flaws give them some depth and make the storyline unique.

I love deep characters that allow a reader to get inside their head—I love to try and figure out what makes them tick. Thank you so much to Keri for visiting my blog today. It’s been an absolute pleasure.

So, people, does Somnium sound like your cup of tea? Awesome, because Keri is giving away one signed print copy of Somnium: Halos 1 AND 1 bookmark, and here’s how you can win them:

Simply leave a comment below to be eligible (along with your email for contact purposes). That’s it. Easy peasy.

Terms and conditions of giveaway:

Giveaway ends midnight 11th December 2011–all comments must be posted by then to be eligible. 

A winner will be selected using Random.org within 24 hours of giveaway closure, and the winner will be notified via email.

Once the notified, the winner will have 48 hours to accept and provide a shipping address or the prize will be reallocated.

Prize is as stated–no [cash or otherwise] alternatives will be provided.

Rightio, everyone … the floor’s yours. Good luck! 

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J. Taylor Publishing are hosting yet another amazing giveaway.

Yes, they are!

Only this time, they are giving away FIVE copies of my novella Instinct. Wheeeeeeeeeeeee!

Instinct is a tale I wrote from Sean’s PoV for two reasons.

1) to allow me to get inside Sean Holloway’s head a little deeper–I mean, who wouldn’t want to?

2) to give people a chance–and myself–to understand where it all began between him and Jem, how they met, what attracted him to her … to understand their roots.

Here’s the blurb to give you a glimpse of what you might find between the (virtual) covers:

Werewolf Sean Holloway treats the village marketplace like a sexual buffet, though his charm does little to win over his latest entrée of choice. Whether because of Jem Stonehouse’s unique scent, her headstrong nonchalance, or the fact he is forbidden to see her by his pack’s rules, Sean wants her.

When Jem is nothing but flippant toward his advances, he pursues her with vigour, stealing moments alone with her without a libido-driven agenda.

The new and heady experience for him drives their relationship beyond romantic interest, and straight toward love.

That is, until Jem learns the truth about Sean’s heritage. Knowledge of the existence of werewolves leads to only one outcome: death.

In this prequel to Darkness & Light, we are taken back in time, to the very beginning of Jem and Sean’s love-across-the-centuries relationship.

Did it end there? Or did Sean defy his own pack to save the woman he loves?

What? You didn’t truly believe Sean has always been a good boy, did you?

If Instinct sounds like your cup of tea, then be sure to hop on over to J. Taylor Publishing, and enter their giveaway. And if you’re lucky enough to win? Please feel free to come back and share your thoughts. I’d love to hear them.