***Review*** A Slice of Sin



Who doesn’t love a little tasty erotica? Lick your lips and prepare yourself for a sensory feast!

The first in a series, A Slice of Sin is an anthology of savory stories guaranteed to make your mouth water and leave you needing a little privacy… or an audience.

Women drive these stories, taking the lead in sex, pushing the boundaries of their experience, and always enjoying themselves. From stories of casual sex to stories of the intimacy and enduring passion of established couples, these are stories that will whet your appetite and satisfy your cravings (and maybe leave you with some new ones…).

Act out a dirty little fantasy in Chase Morgan’s “The Stand In,” satisfy your late-night sweet tooth in Alegra Verde’s “The Bakery Boy,” or enjoy a night of romantic generosity in Autmn Tooley’s “Tonight Is For You.” Or step back to a time of long boats and Vikings in Michael Bracken’s “Saga of the Sailmaker’s Widow.”

From the romantic to the kinky, the suggestive to the explicit, this collection is sure to satisfy and keep you coming back for more and more.

This year’s contributors include:
Michael Bracken
Morrigan Cox
Paul Henry
Rachael Knight
Lynn Lake
Parker Lee
Aiden McKenna
Chase Morgan
Leah Mueller
Sophia Soror
Autmn Tooley
Alegra Verde
Cherry Wild


I really needed something like this to get my reading groove back on. Which you’ll be glad to know I have! It’s just taken me longer than I expected to get on with writing this review meaning I’m halfway through a new read🙂.

This saucy anthology has something sliced between the pages for every reader imaginable. Some stories leave a lot to the hot under the collar readers imagination whilst others leave literally nothing, and I mean nothing for them to wonder.

As with every anthology out there, not every story provides sustenance for every reader. I reached the end of one or two works thinking, bloody hell, is that it? Whilst others truly fulfilled my appetite. I throughly enjoyed the vast majority of the work, even the tamer stories.

I devoured this gorgeous little book whole, though as I mentioned, some stories I knew wouldn’t be for me, so I skipped. I firmly believe that one readers trash would be another readers treasure in this case, making it a versatile and eclectic collection.

I award A Slice Of Sin:

Four glasses of fruity champagne and a banana (use your imagination😉 )

That’s 4.5 stars to everyone else!


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***EXCERPT*** Bright’s Passion by E.B. Black

This juicy new release came out today! It looks delicious!🙂❤

Brights Passion WEB


Bright wishes he wasn’t the god of the suns.

Every day is the same: he makes the suns rise and then they set. He looks down at humanity’s corruption. He watches wars, people starving, and thieves stealing.

He can’t help. Every time he tries, the humans take something from him. They’ve destroyed his family and he has no doubt that they’d like to destroy him, too.

Adonya is a raven-haired witch with powers that make her as close to a goddess as a human can be. He’s wondered what it was like to be with a woman, but all the goddesses are dead.

He can feel it when he touches her—she’s as dangerous as all the rest of the humans. Can the power of love join their races together? Or will one of them wind up dead in the end?


            Bright bent his head down to whisper in her ear. “I want you to picture the power inside you.”

Adonya stiffened and her breathing quickened.

“Calm down,” Bright said. “Let go of your fear. Look into your heart and believe you are a good person.”

“I don’t know if I am.” Her voice sounded tortured.

“Of course you are,” Bright said. “That’s why you’re always caring for your mother and the villagers. You’ve had this power inside you the whole time. It hasn’t changed your kindness.”

Her shoulders eased down.

“I want you to see that fire that burns inside,” he continued. “You are those flames. That heat is part of your soul.”

Adonya shivered. “It can’t be.”

“The fire isn’t deadly. It’s there to protect you.”

“Then why has it hurt me so many times? Why has it attacked the people I love? It wants to kill; I can’t let it.” Adonya shook violently. “What’s happening to me? Please, make it stop.” Her eyes burst open as she fell to her knees.

“You’re resisting it. As long as you treat it like an enemy, it will treat you the same.”

She clutched her head, rocking back and forth. “I want it to go away.”

“You have to gain control over yourself. When you give in to the fear, you make it worse.”

She lowered her hands until they were clenched into fists on the ground.

Adonya’s fingertips burst into flames. At first she didn’t feel it. It spread up her hand with no reaction, until it reached her wrists. She looked down in shock at them, until the grass beneath her lit on fire. Suddenly, she felt the heat. She jumped up and screamed.

Bright tackled her to the ground. He pinned her arms as she kicked and thrashed. The fire didn’t hurt him. He was immune to heat. But he could see by the way her forehead wrinkled that it was painful for her.

His face was an inch from hers. “You must accept what is happening to you or it will consume you.”

She continued to shout and ignore his directions. He’d have to do something drastic or she might kill herself.

So he did the first thing that came to his mind…he leaned down and kissed her. He grabbed her by the hair as he mashed his lips against hers. There would be no gentle caresses of his mouth to start with: he had to be rough and hard to snap her out of it. Even if she hated it, at least it would distract her. He expected to be slapped, but to his surprise, her mouth responded to his. Their lips fought as their bodies tangled together. Tongues explored and tasted. Smoke surrounded them as her flames extinguished themselves, but the heat between them continued to turn up. They rolled around and gasped with pleasure.

Bright needed to stop. But she tasted like heaven, which was something he hadn’t even believed in until this day.

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E.B. Black is the annoying author who lives in the head of a nerdy housewife named Elizabeth. Elizabeth tries to live out her days by walking her dog, spending time with her husband, doing housework, and watching television, but E.B. Black makes her drop everything to type out weird fantasy stories. Elizabeth is asking anyone who read this to please send help.


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***REVIEW*** Conversations Among Ruins by Matthew Peters.

I’m finally catching up on reviews, and thank goodness I’ve got my book bug back. I’m back to that lovely point where there’s no way I’d even attempt sleep without first reading. That’s why I’ve opened back up to receiving review requests and they’re already coming in thick and fast.

I’m going back to a book I finished in November last year. I managed to type out a quick Amazon review and that was about all I had time to do. To be frank and fair to the book my review Amazon review didn’t really do the title justice, so I figured I’d give it a overhaul for here.



Conversations Among Ruins is a portrait of a descent into madness, and the potential of finding salvation there. While in detox, Daniel Stavros, a young professor, meets and falls in love with the cryptic Mimi Dexter. But Mimi has secrets … and, strangely, a tattoo identical to the pendant Daniel’s mother gave him right before she died. Drawn together by broken pasts, they pursue a twisted, tempestuous romance. When it ends, a deteriorating Stavros seeks refuge at a mountain cabin where a series of surreal experiences bring him face to face with something he’s avoided all his life: himself. Miles away, Mimi’s actions run oddly parallel to Daniel’s. Will either be redeemed, or will both careen toward self-destruction?


Conversations Among Ruins is primarily about Daniel Stavros, an alcoholic professor who meets and falls in love with the beautiful and mysterious Mimi Dexter whilst in rehab.

The entire thing is heartbreaking. You want to shake Stavros and tell him to get a grip of himself, it’s like watching a person ebb away. However, on the other hand, you can feel his pain so strongly from the page that you wish to soothe him and tell him everything is going to be all right. It’s such a tumultuous relationship between him and the reader that it makes for a difficult read in the emotional sense.

Mimi is also struggling with her own personal demons, and making an attempt to come to terms with them. I think that Stavros is so invested in their relationship and puts a lot of pressure on her to ‘save’ him. The problem is that he has to save himself.

The writing is nothing but stellar. Peters is smooth, his style is easy to read and yet the prose is lyrically clever. His scene setting is utter perfection, he leaves little to the imagination without droning on. He transports you to each place with the ease of a true pro.

That’s not to say that it’s all doom and gloom though. This writer has a knack for making you laugh in the most harrowing of situations. I laughed out loud several times and received a few dodgy looks from those in my presence at the time.

This book knocked me so out of my comfort zone that I struggled with how I wanted to react to it when I finished. This is clearly a novel about an alcoholics journey, but it’s so much more than that. Just as I started to get a little more comfortable, the whole thing turned on its head in a way you’d NEVER see coming. Peter’s knocked it out of the ballpark and excelled in such a way that I can only compare Conversations Among Ruins with something penned by Tarantino. It’s not that it comes out of nowhere either, the author leads you in on a path that ends up at Weirdsville, but once you arrive it all feels somehow, well…right.

If you’re looking for a book to truly connect with and churn up some emotion then this is undoubtedly the read for you.

It’s without deliberation that I award Conversation Among Ruins an easy five creepy houses, it’s up to you to find out why ;):

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About the author:


Dual diagnosed* from an early age, Matthew Peters dropped out of high school at sixteen. He went on to obtain an A.A., a B.A. from Vassar College, and an M.A. and Ph.D. from Duke University. He has taught various courses in a variety of disciplines throughout North Carolina. He is committed to increasing the awareness and understanding of the dual-diagnosed. Conversations Among Ruins is his first novel. His second novel, The Brothers’ Keepers, is available on Amazon.com. *The term “dual diagnosed” refers to someone who suffers from a mood disorder (e.g., depression) and chemical dependency.


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***REVIEW***Malibu Secrets by MK Meredith



On the verge of losing the Malibu home she inherited from her great-aunt, Addi Dekker is completely failing to prove to her family she can make it as a writer. Not exactly how a girl proves her independence. If she doesn’t want to give up her dream and go back to the soul-sucking job she just left, Addi has to swallow her dislike of Hollywood and rent the house out to the sexy-as-hell film producer.

And maybe (shhhh!) save money by secretly living there, too.

Roque Gallagher is pouring his heart and savings into his first independent film to make the industry acknowledge him for his talent and not just his family name. Addi’s home is perfect for the shoot, but she’s far too tempting. He’s never been able to handle work and a relationship, and this is the film of a lifetime. Between a shrinking budget and his director quitting, the last thing he needs is a sexy-as-sin tease like Addi. And he has a feeling there’s something she’s hiding…


Well, MK Meredith has done it again! See my review of the tasty Malibu Betrayals here. That was book one in the Malibu Sights series of saucy standalone novels that first whet my appetite for Meredith’s smooth as glass writing.

For book two she delivered her readers Malibu Secrets. Any fan of MK, or indeed of contemporary romance, will not be disappointed! This is the story of Addi Decker, the younger sister of Samantha Dekker who was the heroine in Malibu Betrayals.

Addi is suffering with what I’d call youngest sibling disorder. By that I mean she still feels as though her family view her as a child. Addi possesses nothing if not a steely determination to rid her family of that viewpoint. However, she’s hit a wall and everything is about to come crashing down on her. Addi quit her job in pursuit of her dream to become a full time published author. So far no-one is biting at her manuscript. Her great-aunt left her a beautiful house, and if she doesn’t come up with a solution soon she could lose it. Addi is a beautifully written character that’s easy to identify with if you’re a woman that’s got something about you.

Then comes the answer to her problem. The chance to rent her home out for a Hollywood movie. Hollywood has always left a bad taste in her mouth after her sisters experiences. She’s turned it down before, but now it’s looking like the last chance to save the home she dearly loves.

Then comes ex-model, Roque Gallagher who’s pouring his time and money into making a film. He has his own agenda to fulfil. He wants to prove he’s more than just a pretty face and his family name. I shit you not, this guy is HOT HOT HOT! He’s undoubtedly your next book boyfriend waiting to happen.

Addi makes a deal with Roque and allows him to rent her house. She needs more money though, so she pockets the cash for the hotel and lives out the film time uncomfortably in the house. That means going against the contract that she’s signed, not only that but she’s keeping an epic secret from Roque who she’s come to fall in love with. Let me tell you, Roque has an excellent reason as to why he hates secrets…

As always Meredith’s writing style triumphs above all else. I can’t imagine reading anything she’s written and not letting it take me into every scene. She’s the smoothest writer I’ve ever had the pleasure of reading. Her sex scenes are second to none and leave me hot under the collar even in the frigid cold of a British winter.

I can’t recommend Meredith to enough people. So, I’ll just end with saying that she is da’ bomb of romance authors, and you’ve sorely missed out if you don’t pick up her book today.

I award Malibu Secrets 5 easy film reels:



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***REVIEW*** Wanted Dead by Kaley Craig



Banished and left homeless by her mentally unstable mother, and devastated upon learning Will has married someone else, Maggie enters into a coerced marriage with the nefarious but charming Edmond Jackson. But as 1971 draws to a close, his suspicion that she still loves Will Marshall leads to an act of violent, unforgivable rage, and the threat of death should she betray him.

Unable to leave, but determined to find a safe haven before her child is born, Maggie soon finds herself entangled in circumstances beyond her imagining, where even the voice of God cannot be heard.

Set in the 1970’s South, Maggie’s story is smart, sexy, spiritual, sorrowful, violent, and absurdly funny. Rich in period detail, with unforgettable characters, bizarre happenings, and suspenseful situations, this chapter of Maggie’s story is about the strength we find in love, and the power of promises kept.

Jackson Sugar: WANTED DEAD is Book Two in the Jackson Sugar Series.


You can read my review on the first book in the Jackson Sugar series here. I totally adored Kaley Craig’s, Crazy Red. I was brimming with excitement to read the second offering, Wanted Dead.

Let me tell you, I wasn’t disappointed. This book has more going on than Taylor Swift’s love life. The problem is that I can’t say too much without spoiling in for you, but I’ll do my best.

The start of this book depicts the newly wed, pregnant Maggie. Edmond always made my skin crawl from the first book. He’s a very shifty character and when he’s in a scene he forces the hair on the back of your neck to stand on end. He smacks of an abuser even when he’s being kind. I’d love to slap his face and drag Maggie the hell outta there. Craig has penned his character with perfection, and I stand in awe of her ability to make each of her characters feel so real that you could almost smell, touch, and taste them.

Not only is Craig a master at creating vivid characters, she’s a weaver of complex plot shifts and epic storytelling. The problem being that she didn’t just break my heart at several points during Maggie’s harrowing journey; she squeezed, tugged, pulled, bashed and smashed it to smithereens.


In the first book I watched Maggie move from an abusive relationship with her mother, Sybil, to a just as bad one with Edmond. Her hopes and dreams are dashed at every turn of the book. There are happy, sweet times to be cherished within these pages, but Maggie just can’t seem to catch a break. The ending almost nearly damn killed me, and if I resided closer to Kaley Craig it would have caused my jail sentence for assault. I’ve discussed the likelihood of another Sugar Jackson book and she’s not sure if she’s going to go ahead. Well, I bloody well demand that you make Maggie happy! NOW!

I cannot write a review on this book without mentioning the illustrations, too. If you’re going to purchase it, then I strongly suggest you head for the paperback version. I believe they are still in the e-book but they’re extraordinary enough to make you want to smooth your fingers over them on an actual page. They compliment the story wholly and force strong emotions from you in regard to what’s happening in line with the scene. I applaud the artist, Victoria Skye Cleveland for her outstanding work.

Let me warn you, this book is long. Whilst I’m not a particularly slow at reading, I’m not mega fast either. It took me ages to read. Far be it from a lacking plot line. Plot is something this book has plenty of, but I’ll admit I’m not really into awfully long stories. I really think there would have been benefit in splitting the story into two. However, if you’re a lover of a lengthier novel than most, with thrills, spills (tears), and chills you need this book in your life.

The length was the only thing I didn’t like about the book. Therefore I award Wanted Dead 4.5 cookoo clocks.


(I couldn’t find half a cookoo clock!)

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You guys are in luck as both of these books are currently on sale! (Yippee)


I’ve linked to Kaley’s Amazon author page so that you can see both books:

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About the Author:


Kaley Craig (Author) is a writer and photographer. Kaley has more than a decade of experience working within the criminal justice system, first as a peace officer, then as a criminal investigator for the defense. With degrees in Criminal Justice and Education, she has taught in both public and private schools as well as in prisons. Kaley is also a licensed social worker. Having lived in various locales across the U.S., she currently calls Atlanta home.

Victoria Skye Cleveland (Illustrator) is an actor, artist, and web designer.

The Jackson Sugar novels, set in the 1960’s – 1970’s, tell the story of Maggie Jackson from her turbulent Georgia childhood through her life working in the criminal justice system.
Book One: Crazy Red (July 2014)
Book Two: Wanted Dead (Sept 2015)

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Art by Victoria Skye

***EXCERPT*** Kissing Katie by L.T. Kelly


Kissing Katie



Iraq war widow Katie Simmons hasn’t considered giving love another chance since the devastating loss of her husband. She’s happy sharing her love with her six-year-old daughter, Jessica. What more could she want from life?

Evan Waters is headed for the big time. He’s plowing his time, money and energy into recording Spires’ debut album. Following on in his British rock legend father’s footsteps, he has big shoes to fill, a mission made more difficult by his alcoholic mother.

When Katie and Evan meet on the London Underground, she denies his advances. Evan must find a way to demolish the walls she’s built around her heart. But even if he’s successful, will he be able to provide her with the commitment she deserves and still fulfill his ambitions?


“What’s wrong, Mommy?” she called up the street as Evan turned to look at Katie. His sea-green eyes homed in on hers, loaded with revelation as he glanced at Jessica then back to her. The realization that she hadn’t told him because she’d been scared he’d run slapped her already pink cheeks. Despite her protests, she hadn’t wanted him to go away.

“Hi.” She greeted him breathlessly, even though she’d stopped running long before the physical exertion had the chance to take her breath away.

“Hi.” He smiled as she stood there awkwardly and aimlessly fiddled with a stray thread on her work tunic. “Aren’t you going to introduce me?”

Jessica eyes popped from Katie to Evan, her face still screwed up, and her father’s bright-blue eyes flashing with confusion. Katie opened her dry mouth to speak, but Jessica got there first.

“Hi, I’m Jessica. Who are you?”

Evan walked around the car, stepped onto the curb and held out his hand. “I’m Evan. Do you enjoy going to the zoo?”

Jessica shrugged. “I’m six years old. Of course, I like the zoo.”

Katie chuckled at her daughter’s serious face. She could tell Jessica was trying to act grown up. Evan laughed, too.

“We could go, if you like?”

Jessica folded her arms and glanced around the street as though she were thinking about it. She loved the zoo, so she had nothing to think about. “When? Now?”

Evan nodded.

“It’s a school night, you know?” she stated matter-of-factly.

Evan nodded again. “I promise to have you back in time for bed.”

“Okay, then, we have a deal as long as my mom can come, too.”

Evan and Katie exchanged grins. “Is that okay with you?” he asked, his head dipped and his voice but a whisper.

“It’s a bit late to ask for my permission, but yes, as long as it’s okay with you?”

“Sure it is.” He opened the passenger door and pulled out a wicker basket. “We’ll have to take the train, though. I didn’t expect there to be three of us.” He nudged Jessica with his elbow and looked at Katie as though to indicate Katie might be the unexpected guest.

Katie smiled, shaking her head while pulling her keys out. She took Jessica’s school bag from her and placed it in the hallway. “Come on then,” she said, taking Jessica’s hand and pulling her alongside Evan on the way to the underground.

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“What’s your favorite animal?” Evan asked Jessica as they leaned on the railing outside the monkey enclosure.

“It has to be the penguins,” she replied after appearing to give it much thought.

“Why so?”

“Because they’re cute, funny, they’re good swimmers and they like fish.”

“Ah, just like you then.” He reached out and patted her white-blonde head.

She rolled her eyes at him. “How do you know I’m a good swimmer?”

“I saw the swimming badges sewn on your school bag.” He dramatically rolled his eyes back at her, forcing her to giggle.

Katie had stepped back. She’d hardly spoken a word since they’d embarked on the trip. Her stomach hurt, and her heart ached. Evan had been nothing but spectacular with Jessica since they’d met. He hadn’t even questioned why Katie hadn’t mentioned her daughter’s existence, but she knew the questions would come later. She’d been glad her daughter had good taste in food when Evan had produced bagels with cream cheese and smoked salmon from the picnic basket. Not your usual children’s dinner, but Jessica devoured it.

“Shall we head back?”

Katie nodded. “I hope Al’s car is still there.”

Evan laughed. “It’ll be cool. Knowing Al, there’s probably a tracker on it that would blow the thief up.”

Katie laughed and grabbed Jessica’s hand. “Aw, do we have to go, Mommy?”

“Yes, bunny, remember, Evan said he’d have you back in time for bed, and…” She glanced down at her watch. “He lied. We have fifteen minutes to get home.”

“Oh man, my bad, I’m sorry.” He pressed his palm to his chest in mock horror.

Jessica giggled and grabbed his hand. “I like you. You talk like you’re off the television.”

Katie’s eyes traveled from her hand to his, also being held firmly by Jessica. Her stomach constricted. They must look like a family, walking along hand-in-hand. Tears burned behind her eyes as she squeezed the little hand, stared straight ahead and tried to pretend this wasn’t happening.

The last thing she wanted was to start playing happy families then have it all snatched away from her…again.

They arrived back, and Evan kind of invited himself in. A bottle of wine remained in the bottom of the picnic basket, and he insisted on them drinking it together.

Jessica whined until Katie gave in and allowed Evan up to say goodnight to her before they went downstairs together.

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Katie’s limbs moved awkwardly once they were alone, her emotions were all over the place. She didn’t know what to say, how to act, and consequently was relieved at the sight of the offered bottle of wine. She hoped it would soothe her frayed nerves. She grabbed the bottle and busied herself trying to locate the corkscrew in the kitchen drawer.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered as she turned to face him.

“Why are you sorry?” He cocked his head.

She mirrored his movements and leaned against the counter opposite him in her tiny galley kitchen. “Because I should have told you.”

“Yes, you should have. What did you think I’d do? Run?”

She shrugged. “I don’t know. I think I probably would have told you if I’d thought you would take off,” she lied, trying desperately to resurrect her protective walls.

He sighed heavily and looked away from her. “You keep saying that. The problem is that you’re not giving the signals that you want me to leave you alone. They’re just words, Katie.”

“I’m fucked up, Evan. I can’t risk getting any more fucked up than I already am. Trust me, you don’t want to get involved with me, not romantically anyway. Besides, I can’t afford to feel that way ever again.”

“What way?”

“Utterly destroyed, heartbroken, completely shattered.”

“What happened to you, Katie?” he growled.

She flinched. “It’s a long story.”

He leaned forward and shifted beside her. Her fingers burst with electric energy as he wrapped his large hand over her fist and slipped the corkscrew from her hand. She turned to look at him, finding sadness in his eyes, but luckily no pity. She couldn’t stand pity. His ragged breathing picked up a notch as she stared into those amazing clear green eyes. Her breathing quickened as he smoothed his warm fingers along her jaw line.

“It’s a big bottle, and I can get more if we need it. Tell me what happened so I can understand.” His fingers reached her chin and stopped.

She blinked back tears. His head moved slowly toward her face and broke its descent down her cheek with his lips. She knew she should move away, but he still clung to her chin, and the feel of his velvety lips fluttering gently over her skin had her paralyzed in the sweetest of ways.

“Where are the glasses?” he asked, finally stepping away.

Her head spun as she shot him a look of confusion. “Oh, yes, the wine.” She brought her palm up to her forehead, trying to disguise the heat rising from her groin to her face. “I’ll get them. Take the wine through.”

He nodded, grabbed the wine and went to the living room. After he left, she steadied herself, clutching the kitchen counter and trying desperately to cling to her resolve. He’d done an excellent job at battering it. She smoothed her hands over her face and ran her fingers under her eyes in an attempt to wipe away any mascara that might be there then grabbed two glasses from the cupboard. She took a deep breath in preparation for baring all and followed Evan into the living room.

He’d taken a space on her couch, his solid arm laid out along the back and one knee perched up on the cushion. She placed the glasses on the coffee table in front of him. He’d already removed the cork, so he poured the wine into the glasses as she sat beside him, her knee pressed against his. She sipped the wine gratefully.

“Where do you want me to start?”

“The beginning is always a good place.”

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L.T. Kelly lives in rural Lincolnshire with her husband, two children and a mentally unstable Cockapoo named Mylo. She enjoyed a successful eleven-year career in the Royal Air Force which put plenty of stories in her writing cap. 

L.T. now divides her time between writing, being a wife, mother and an Emergency Medical Dispatcher for the ambulance service. 

It’s the writing that keeps her sane.

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***INTERVIEW*** Matthew Peters

Please check out my article on when I met the lovely Matthew :) HERE

What are you currently working on?

Several projects right now. I’m reissuing my religious thriller, THE BROTHERS’ KEEPERS, and working on the sequel to that. I’ve also turned my other novel, CONVERSATIONS AMONG RUINS, into a play, and I’ve been submitting that. My favorite project, however, is an epistolary military romance I’m writing with you. I’m learning a tremendous amount as we go along, and I couldn’t be more excited to be working with you.

If you were stranded on a desert island and could only take three items from your possessions, what would they be?

That’s really difficult. I assume there’s no electricity on the island, unless I could pull a Professor and conduct it from coconuts. I would take pictures of my loved ones, lots of paper, and pencils.

When can we expect your next book release? What is it?

My next book release will be the reissuing of THE BROTHERS’ KEEPERS from Melange Press in June-July of 2016.

Would you like a blurb?

I was hoping you’d say that😉

Most of us are familiar with Jesus’ parents, Mary and Joseph, and Jesus’ purported spouse, Mary Magdalene. But what about Jesus’ siblings? What role did they play in early Christianity?

Contemporary Jesuit and renowned religious historian Nicholas Branson is about to find out…and the answer will shake the foundations of the Judeo-Christian world.

It all starts with the murder of a United States Senator in a confessional, and the discovery of a strange religious document among his possessions. At the urging of his FBI friend, Branson joins the investigation. His effort to uncover the truth behind the murder draws him into the search for an eight-hundred-year-old treasure and into a web of ecclesiastical and political intrigue.

Accompanied by a beautiful, sharp-tongued research librarian, Jessica Jones, Branson follows a trail of clues, from the peaks of the awe inspiring French Pyrenees to the caves of war-torn Afghanistan. Along the way, shadowy powerful forces trail the pair, determined to keep safe a secret buried for centuries.

Who are your influences?

I’ve been influenced by several writers. I’d love to write with the philosophical and psychological depth of Dostoevsky, the spirituality of Hesse, the soul of James Baldwin, the clarity of Hemingway, the plotting of Richard Wright, and the lyricism of William Styron.

What’s your favourite food?

I have three, actually. I know, I’m cheating and I need to get myself sorted. Pizza, chicken marsala, and chicken vindaloo.

Conversations Among Ruins is semi-autobiographical. How difficult was it to write so much of yourself into a book, and how much of it was true?

I’m glad you ask such easy questions😉 The main character in CAR, Daniel Stavros, is dual diagnosed, meaning he suffers from a mood disorder and chemical dependency. I am dual diagnosed, with depression and anxiety as well as alcohol use disorder. Stavros is a professor, as was I. The similarities end toward the last part of the book, when Stavros has a set of surreal experiences while staying at a friend’s “cabin” in the mountains.

What is your pet peeve when it comes to reading books? What’s the thing that would make you put it down and not finish?

Tons of typos and grammatical mistakes are my pet peeves. Also if a book is poorly plotted and/or there are factual errors, I can’t finish it. Unfortunately, several books published today suffer from these defects. I’m to the point in my life where I don’t finish a good deal of the books I start. Life is short, and there are only a finite number of books one can read.

Tell us something not a lot of people know about you?

I’m a high school dropout with a Ph.D.

What inspires you to write?

Beauty inspires me to write, whether in the shape of music, words, art, nature, or a person.

Describe your ideal woman. How much of her have you laced into the female characters in your books.

My ideal woman is beautiful, smart, funny, and loving. She is someone I can be totally open and honest with and not fear being judged. My ideal woman would return all the love I shower upon her, for I am one who loves passionately and deeply. I’ve laced some of these qualities into Jessica Jones, the female protagonist in THE BROTHERS’ KEEPERS.

What’s your favourite thing to do other than write?

My favorite things to do other than write are read, listen to music, and connect with loved ones.

You can see into the future. Where do you see yours?

I hope to become a bestselling author and a substance abuse counselor. Above all, I see myself spending the future with the woman I love.

What piece of advice would you offer to new writers?

Here are some things I really wish people had told me early on:

Read, read, read.  Read the classics and as much good literature as you can get your hands on. Read widely, too, from poetry and plays to science and politics. If you don’t read well, you can’t write well.

Don’t be a perfectionist. Perfectionism kills. Realize that unlike other professions, say neurosurgery, writers don’t have to get it right the first time. We have the luxury of being able to revise our product as much as we wish. Realize that, and let it free you up in the writing process.

The first draft stinks; write it anyway. Anne Lamott talks a lot about the shitty first draft. Indeed. But that’s okay. Give yourself permission to write lousy first (second and third) drafts. They’ll improve in revisions. 

It’s okay not to be in love with writing every second of every day. It’s natural to resent it at times. Don’t stuff these feelings, and don’t be afraid to vent them. Writing is not all sunsets and rainbows. Any writer who is really working will understand your frustration.

Join a writing group. Make sure someone other than your parents or significant other gives you feedback. But also be wary of taking too much constructive criticism from too many people, especially early in the story writing process—too many writers can spoil the plot (among other things).

Don’t be overly eager to submit to an agent, or a publisher. Before you submit your work, make sure it’s free from typos, and grammatical and factual errors. If you can afford it, have a content editor and a copy editor go through your manuscript and polish it until it shines. Don’t submit anything for publication until it represents your absolute, best effort. I think you’ll be surprised how much that will distinguish you from the rest of the slush pile.

Always strive to improve. Constantly hone your craft by taking courses, going to workshops/conferences, and by reading books on writing. Too many times, I’ve seen writers who think they know it all stop learning. These are often the same writers who refuse to get feedback on their work. Don’t fall into this trap. Hemingway said, “We are all apprentices in a craft where no one ever becomes a master.”

Favourite movie?

THE GREAT GATSBY (with Mia Farrow)

Favourite song?

“True Companion” by Marc Cohn



Dual diagnosed* from an early age, Matthew Peters dropped out of high school at sixteen. He went on to obtain an A.A., a B.A. from Vassar College, and an M.A. and Ph.D. from Duke University. He has taught various courses in a variety of disciplines throughout North Carolina. He is committed to increasing the awareness and understanding of the dual diagnosed. Conversations Among Ruins (All Things That Matter Press, 2014) is his first novel. His second novel, The Brothers’ Keepers (MuseItUp Publishing, 2014), is a political-religious thriller that capitalizes on his love for history and research. Currently, he is working on a sequel to The Brothers’ Keepers.

*The term dual diagnosed refers to someone suffering from a mood disorder (e.g., depression) and chemical dependency.





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