Hello, my dear friends. Come on over to Laura's blog and see what she thinks of Martin. Did I manage to make her fall in love with him? Here's her post Stealing Heaven!! What do you think he might be up to, looking at this cover? Do tell.
Martin Little Takes Epic Action – Part 5
I paced up and down the narrow strip of beach until the incoming tide threatened to cut me off. When it became obvious that I wasn’t achieving anything down there other than creating my own shallow trench in the wet sand, I started climbing the make-shift steps with a heavy heart, back to the creepy …
Martin Little Takes Epic Action – Part 4
2. Treason, Plot and... Whatever the Third One Was Fury rose inside me, vicious and deadly, wave after wave of rage and anger. “Over my dead body,” I managed to choke out. Grumpy threw me a miserable look and sighed again. “Yeah, I’m sure that will be arranged, too. Eventually...” I’d worked so hard to …
Martin Little Takes Epic Action – Part 3
I spent the rest of the afternoon tiptoeing around Vee and trying my best to lighten the atmosphere. Try as I may, I only managed to draw a small half-smile out of her once, when I got my shirt stuck in the washing machine door. I’d already pressed the ‘on’ button before I realised what …
The Lucky 7 Post
Yes - I got tagged. How did I leave myself so exposed? I just let people know I have a work in progress. So natural curiosity got the better of them. I don't mind. I like what I've written. The author who tagged me is the multi-talented Patti Roberts, the mastermind behind the Paradox Series. …
Martin Little Takes Epic Action – Part 2
I peeked around a driftwood tarot table to see the vast robe of Madam Morel swing around as if she was checking for eavesdroppers; she then leaned over towards Vee. “It concerns you directly, dear,” she whispered. In the eerie silence that followed I heard Vee’s sharp intake of breath. “I came to warn you …
Martin Little Takes Epic Action – Part 1
1. The Witch, the Angel and Yours Truly I was sorting out the stockroom to make space for JJ’s merchandise when I heard my name. “Martin,” she called, right at the top of her very strong lungs. “Martin, where are you?” Now, I could make my life easy and just go and see what …
