I suppose this post could really go under two categories…Garden or food.
These are a couple of tarts I made one afternoon from a mixture of different veges and herbs from my garden, along with eggs collected that morning from our crazy hens.
Have to say, the kitchen smelled amazing!
Many might know me from various RWA Conferences as the Crazy
Costume Lady, and for this, I make no apology for my love of historical clothing, accessories and way of life.
I am very fortunate to have an extremely talented mother who creates the most incredible historical gowns for me…and, all I have to do is provide copious amounts of tea and toast during the process!
One of the reasons I like to wear the gowns is they give me a true sense of what is was like to live in them everyday, and helps me to ‘keep it real’ in my books. Sure, we all love fiction, but I try to keep it believable and factual where i can, as well as entertaining.
I confess I’m a bit of a hussy, and have been known to show off my ‘unmentionables’ to anyone who asks to see them. Yes, when in
costume I try to wear everything…right down to the under garments!
Back in 2013, I went on my very first trip to the UK. As a writer of English and Celtic romance, you can imagine how excited I was. The odd thing though, was when I got to Scotland it seemed they were having the hottest summer in decades. So, the good part was I got to see almost everything I had hoped for, but was kind of lacking the ‘miserable weather ambience’ everyone had promised me.
After all, what’s Scotland without a little fog, mist and rain?
Hello, my friends, meet Nelly – full name, Nervous Nelly.
Believe it or not, this scruffy ball of fur just had a lovely, long, warm bath…or, as she’d call it ‘the acid bath of death’..at least that’s what anyone would think the way she shakes and looks at you with big eyes.
Nelly is a 6yr old Schnoodle (schnauzer/mini poodle), and she has always had a nervous disposition. She is very friendly and loves everything…well, except for the ‘crackling’ plastic bag of death…the backstairs of death…the front doorbell of death….the rain of death (cause, you know..wet paws of death..)…her own shadow of death..and, so on.
Love her to bits, though.
Here she is in my office cuddled up on her bed, recovering after her bath/blow dry/brush of death.
I’m very happy to announce – for the first time since it was first published in 2008 – my very first novel (I know..that’s a lot of firsts, right?) The Laird’s Troubled Bride (aka Secrets).
I’d held back on republishing, as I’d wanted to create a trilogy……The Anvil Brides Trilogy.
The Laird’s Troubled Bride is the first and will be released very soon!
So excited to share with you the new cover for my Highland time travel romance, Love in Ruins.
This edition will be available shortly on Amazon.
I sure hope so!
Rest assured, it’s not all me under there (no, really), as this is an example of an 1880’s period bustle dress, in the popular military fashion.
Out of crinolines and bustles, I tend to prefer wearing bustles. They feel comfortable and are easier to manage in most places, rather than a bulky crinoline style of gown.
Once again, I have my very talented mum to thank for this amazing set!