Explore the Tower of London with author Jennifer C Wilson

Today, I'm delighted to welcome author Jennifer C Wilson. Her recent release, Kindred Spirits: Tower of London, will make you giggle. Follow the ghosts of King Richard III, and Tudor queens Katherine Howard and Anne Boleyn as Richard as they while away the nights – and the days – at the Tower of London! But Richard is on a quest...

Over to Jennifer...

Hi Cathie, thanks for being so kind as to invite me onto your blog today.

If we’re honest, it’s hard to resist “targeted overhearing” when we come across interesting conversations (Ok, yes, I mean eaves-dropping!). But what about historical eaves-dropping? What was really said behind closed doors? Given that we clearly can’t know for certain, we may as well be a little creative… And going even further, adding the idea of chatty (and chatting) ghosts, the possibilities are almost endless.

Once I’d had the niggling idea of Richard III and Anne Boleyn bonding in a mutual dislike of Henry Tudors, the voices of the Tower of London just wouldn’t stop coming. Richard’s brother, Anne’s brother, Katherine Howard, Jane Boleyn – all fascinating characters who just wouldn’t stop whispering.

So I let them.

There are so many tales in and around the Tower, the hardest part was picking which to follow. Even now, I’m reluctant to read too much about the Tower, for fear of finding somebody else who I wish I’d included. Maybe one day I’ll pay some others a bit more attention.

For now though, I hope you enjoy meeting the ones which came along for a chat this time. And, until Thursday 4th February, it is available for just 99p/c. Happy ghost hunting!

Kindred Spirits: Tower of London:

A King, three Queens, a handful of nobles and a host of former courtiers…

In the Tower of London, the dead outnumber the living, with the likes of Tudor Queens Anne Boleyn and Katherine Howard rubbing shoulders with one man who has made his way back from his place of death at Bosworth Field to discover the truth about the disappearance of his famous nephews.

Amidst the chaos of daily life, with political and personal tensions running high, Richard III takes control, as each ghostly resident looks for their own peace in the former palace – where privacy was always a limited luxury.

With so many characters haunting the Tower of London, will they all find the calm they crave? But foremost – will the young Plantagenet Princes join them?

About Jennifer Wilson:

Jennifer is a marine biologist by training, who developed an equal passion for history whilst stalking Mary, Queen of Scots of childhood holidays (she has since moved on to Richard III). She completed her BSc and MSc at the University of Hull, and has worked as a marine environmental consultant since graduating.

Enrolling on an adult education workshop on her return to the north-east reignited Jennifer’s pastime of creative writing, and she has been filling notebooks ever since. In 2014, Jennifer won the Story Tyne short story competition, and also continues to work on developing her poetic voice, reading at a number of events, and with several pieces available online. Her debut novel Kindred Spirits: Tower of London was published by Crooked Cat Publishing in October 2015.

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International Amazon buy link: http://authl.it/B016TRKU2A

New Year's Wishes

We're already well into the new year. For some, it brings more of the same (positive or sad). For others, new adventures beckon.

2014 and 2015 have been sad years, with us losing first my mother-in-law to cancer in August 2014, and last January, my father-in-law followed her. He made it to 93. Quite an achievement for the old sailor! Bless.

Last September, hubby and I travelled to Dorset where he grew up. We met with his extended family and scattered my in-laws' ashes on Stonebarrow Hill near Lyme Regis. They're now forever enjoying the sea views and fresh air. I couldn't imagine a more befitting and wonderfully peaceful (if a tad breezy) spot. The perfect resting place.

Stonebarrow Hill, Dorset
In 2016, big changes lie ahead for me and hubby, but I can't reveal those as yet. All I can say is, exciting (if a little scary) times ahead! :-)

I'm also going to make sure to set aside time to write. I've woefully neglected my creative side in recent years, but this year will see a change.

Wishing you all a wonderful 2016. Make the most of spending time with your loved ones. Life is precious, and it can be gone in the blink of an eye.

Much love.

Welcome Lizzie Koch, author of The Adventures of Katie Button

Today, I welcome Crooked Cat author, Lizzie Koch! Her novel, The Adventures of Katie Button, is a humorous story about what befalls poor Katie as she goes about her daily business – and falls in love. But is he the one? 

If you enjoyed Bridget Jones, then you'll love Katie Button!


What happens when your dreams collide with reality?

Katie Button doesn’t believe in soul mates. When charismatic Jack Masterson asks her out on a date, despite him being her new boss alongside his more aloof brother, James, she agrees.

But her romantic dreams about a dashing highwayman, heroic gladiator and Tudor lord are becoming more frequent. And, worryingly, they feel real. She remembers every detail, every touch, every kiss. Until she realises the man in her dreams is James.

But Katie doesn’t even like James. And what about Jack, who is whisking her away for sexy mini breaks in the here and now?

Katie knows she needs to put an end to her dreams before they ruin her life. But how?

Find Katie Button at: Amazon UKAmazon USSmashwords, Kobo, Nook and iTunes!
About the author:

Lizzie's writing career started by accident. After starting her blog, she stumbled across the flash fiction circuit from which her first piece of flash fiction inspired her first novel, The Adventures of Katie Button. Flash fiction is still a huge part of Lizzie's life, fuelling inspiration as well as exploring other genres. That's the dream job.

By day, Lizzie works in a local primary school as a Higher level Teaching Assistant, spreading her joy and passion for writing, and cooking, helping to run the after school cooking club.

Lizzie is married to Ralph who she met whilst working at Harrods, one of many exciting and different jobs she has had during her career. They have a teenage son, Ethan.

Writers block is solved with chocolate, cake (or chocolate cake!) or talking with her cat, Indi. When not writing or working, Lizzie enjoys baking, blustery beach walks with hubby along the Sussex Coast, and joining her friends for the pub quiz where they tend to lose badly. But they do tend to have the best table picnic.

Follow Lizzie here: Amazon UK Author PageBlog, Facebook and Goodreads

Welcome Shani Struthers, author of Eve: A Christmas Ghost Story!

Today, I'm thrilled (literally!) to welcome bestselling author, Shani Struthers, who celebrates the release of her latest paranormal mystery, Eve: A Christmas Ghost Story. Chilling shenanigans in a village. The dead are still around. I'm off... ;-)

Welcome, Shani! 

Thank you for hosting me on your blog! My new book, Eve: A Christmas Ghost Story launches today, 24th November, on Amazon and is the prequel to the popular Psychic Surveys series. Featuring two of the Psychic Surveys team – Theo Lawson and Vanessa Patterson – it’s set between 1899 and 1999 and is loosely inspired by a true event.

In my fictional re-telling, Theo and Ness are asked to investigate a town weighed down by the sorrow of what happened 100 years before…

What do you do when a whole town is haunted?

In 1899, in the North Yorkshire market town of Thorpe Morton, a tragedy occurred; 59 people died at the market hall whilst celebrating Christmas Eve, many of them children. One hundred years on and the spirits of the deceased are restless still, ‘haunting’ the community, refusing to let them forget.

In 1999, psychic investigators Theo Lawson and Ness Patterson are called in to help, sensing immediately on arrival how weighed down the town is. Quickly they discover there’s no safe haven. The past taints everything.

Hurtling towards the anniversary as well as a new millennium, their aim is to move the spirits on, to cleanse the atmosphere so everyone – the living and the dead – can start again. But the spirits prove resistant and soon Theo and Ness are caught up in battle, fighting against something that knows their deepest fears and can twist them in the most dangerous of ways.

They’ll need all their courage to succeed and the help of a little girl too – a spirit who didn’t die at the hall, who shouldn’t even be there…

As Theo turned round to face the double doors, she had a feeling that someone - something - was rushing at her, as fleetingly as whatever had been in Adelaide's house. Refusing to let fear get a stranglehold, she turned back, her aim to confront it. A black wisp of a shape, like wood smoke, sideswiped her, before fading into nothing. Staring after it, wondering what it was, something else caught her attention. At the far end of the second room was something more substantial: a little girl, staring at her.

Theo's eyes widened. "Oh darling, darling," she whispered. She took a step forwards, tried to remember the names of the children on the list from earlier: Alice, Helen, Bessie, Adelaide's ancestor, Ellen Corsby perhaps. Which one was she?

She inched closer still. "Darling, your name, tell me what it is."

The little girl's arms moved upwards, she stretched them out, her manner beseeching although she remained mute. Theo tried again, told the child her own name.

"It's short for Theodora. I bet you're called something pretty."

The girl had a dress on; long, brownish, a course material - linen perhaps? Nothing special but if it was her party dress then maybe it was special to her. Her boots were brown too - lace ups, sturdy looking. She was around eight or nine but it was hard to tell. She could have been older just small for her age. Her hair was brown and tangled; she had a mane of it. Everything about her seemed to be brown or sepia, maybe sepia was the right word, as though she'd stepped out of an old photograph.

"I'm here now, sweetheart, I've come to help. You've been here for such a long time. Too long. You need to go to the light, go home, rest awhile."

Up closer, Theo could read her eyes. The longing in them stirred her pity.

"Let me help you," Theo persisted, her voice catching in her throat. As glorious as the other side might be, she still felt it unfair to be felled at such a young age. Often this was a good existence too and it deserved to be experienced fully.

She was close now, so close and still her arms were outstretched.

Harriet - the name presented itself whole in her mind.

"Your name's Harriet. Is that correct? It's lovely, it suits you."

Was that a smile on the child's lips, the beginnings of trust? Soon she'd be able to reach out and touch her. What would she feel like? Cold? Ethereal?

"Darling, I'm here," she repeated, no more than a foot between them. "I'm here."

Joy surged - one spirit had come forward - it was an encouraging start.

Just before their hands touched everything changed. Hope and joy were replaced with confusion as something sour - fetid almost - rose up, making her feel nauseous.

"Don't be afraid," Theo implored. Yet there was nothing but fear in her eyes now. No, not fear, that was too tame a word - terror.

"I'm not here to harm you," she continued. "I'm here to help."

As the words left her mouth, other hands appeared behind the child, a whole sea of them - disembodied hands that clawed at her, forcing her backwards.

"No!" Theo shouted. "Stop it. Leave her alone!"

But it was no use. Her words faded as the girl did. She'd been torn away, recaptured; the one who'd dared to step forward. Theo could feel sweat break out on her forehead, her hands were clammy. She clutched at her chest, her breathing difficult suddenly, laboured. Her heart had been problematic of late, a result of the pounds she'd piled on. She must go to the doctor to get some medication. Struggling to gain control, it took a few moments, perhaps a full minute, before her heart stopped hammering. And when it did, she remembered something else. The girl's eyes - her sweet, brown, trusting eyes - when the expression changed in them they hadn't been looking at her, they'd been looking beyond her. Was it at the thing that sideswiped her? Theo couldn't be certain. She wasn't certain either if that 'thing' was a spirit or much less than that - something with no soul, but with an appetite, an extreme appetite: a craving. Something, she feared, was insatiable.

Author Bio:

Brighton-based author of paranormal fiction, including UK Amazon Bestseller, Psychic Surveys Book One: The Haunting of Highdown Hall. Psychic Surveys Book Two: Rise to Me, is also available and due out in November 2015 is Eve: A Christmas Ghost Story - the prequel to the Psychic Surveys series. She is also the author of Jessamine, an atmospheric psychological romance set in the Highlands of Scotland and described as a 'Wuthering Heights for the 21st century.'

Psychic Surveys Book Three: 44 Gilmore Street is in progress.

All events in her books are inspired by true life and events.

Catch up with Shani via her website www.shanistruthers.com or on Facebook, Twitter and Goodreads.

Facebook Author Page: http://tinyurl.com/p9yggq9