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The quest for the revival of the Small Gods continues.


When Shadows Fall – – – The Darkness Comes

A disgraced Goddess Mother wanders blind and alone, praying for her agony to end. When a helpful apostle finds her, could it truly be salvation, or does worse torment lie ahead?

A sister struggles to understand a prophecy that may not be meant for her while her brother fights for his life. If the firstborn child of the rightful king dies, will it spell the end for everyone?

Darkness and shadow creep across the land in the form of a fierce clay golem animated by its sculptor’s blood. It seeks a mythical creature whose sacrifice portends the return of ancient evil banished from the world long ago. With its return will come the fall of man.

As the game unfolds, the Small Gods watch from the sky, waiting for their time to come and their chance to rise again. They wait for the fall of shadows, the coming of the darkness.

They wait for night to descend.


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Find BRUCE BLAKE on the Guild of Dreams, Amazon (give him a Follow while you’re there), and the PGP site

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Posted by on February 16, 2015 in News, Paper Gold Publishing


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PAPER GOLD PUBLISHING New Epic Fantasy Ready for Pre-order



Guess what’s ready for pre-order?

The second book in the Small Gods Series, THE DARKNESS COMES, by Bruce Blake.

Go here and order it now.



Can you see the theme yet? Can you?


(I hear Bruce will reveal the title of his next book soon. Drop by his blog to find out.)

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Posted by on January 29, 2015 in News, Paper Gold Publishing


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Introducing PAPER GOLD PUBLISHING and its first author


Paper Gold Publishing is a royalty-paying publisher with international reach, where the focus is on the author.

Click on the link to see what we do, and help us spread the word. We are now open for submissions.

While I’ve got your attention, I would also like to introduce PGP’s first traditionally published author:




I first edited for Bruce in June 2012. All I can say is that he is an author of huge potential, and absolute master of the craft, and his books are a joy to read. You will not want to put them down. I wholeheartedly recommend them.

Over the years, Bruce’s writing has won him the Life Changing Read Award, and his books continue to wow fans of the fantasy genre.

Today, When Shadows Fall, the first book in the Small Gods Series, has been made available on all Amazon sites and also on the Paper Gold Publishing website. As other links become available, I will return to post them below, so bookmark this article or visit the PGP website to keep in touch with the latest news.

Amazon links: US, UK, Germany, France, Italy, The Netherlands, Japan, Brazil, Canada, Mexico, Australia, India


Paper Gold Publishing link: Bruce Blake’s page with links to his books and excerpts from the books.

Scroll back up to the top or use the links above to check it out.

Watch this short Haiku Deck to get a feel for the story.


Posted by on January 26, 2015 in News, Paper Gold Publishing


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Good Morning, my friends.

Photo Attribution: Christian Southworth

Photo Attribution: Christian Southworth


Isn’t it funny how the end of a year brings with it the need to step back and gain some perspective over one’s life? Yeah, I fell for it, too. It was unintentional, I assure you. Most of the time, I keep myself too busy to notice the passage of time, and not only days, but whole seasons change without me noticing their passing.

I could barely keep my head above the metaphorical water – the waterfall of life flew by too fast for me this year. I just burned out. Not once, but several times I found that I simply could not find the will to carry on. So then I dug deeper and tried to figure out where I went wrong. Did I go wrong? Am I simply not cut out for this writing gig?

Turns out I find solace in writing – the first good sign. Even on a short trip to town, if I’m not the designated driver, I play word games, or stare out of the window at the rainbows and clouds (I live in Ireland now, guys. Rainbows are a daily certainty, especially here, right on the coast). I still like editing, and I have found great friends among the authors on my list.

So what caused the burnout, then? Well, it seems I’ve simply been doing too much. I have seven (soon nine) titles to my name, and have been editing an average of 1.6 books per month in the last few years. I learned how to write a book in a week. From zero presence, I have built myself an extensive online platform, and I know more tricks for leveraging the power of the web than is safe for any person to know (and if I don’t know something well enough, I know where to find out about it).

I love this blog, and yet there were large stretches of time when I could not give it any attention. Heck, I didn’t find the five minutes necessary to add my latest book on the bar to the right. Writing and editing came first. Any spare moment I had, I spent reading articles and attending webinars in a quest to better myself. It shows, I think, in the quality of my work overall. I write better and faster, I see the problems in a manuscript easier. Solutions come to me in seconds.

Who’s missing in this scenario? Oh, right. The people closest to me: my family. Twenty years ago I chose to spend my life with a man – a man I neglect most of the time. He bears it well, and still makes me cups of coffee or even dinners when I forget to eat. I have a daughter who is now standing on her own two feet (and whose number one priority is ‘the boyfriend’) and another who is almost seventeen. She’s saving up to buy her first car (a 4×4 – rural Ireland, remember? She’ll need it here).

So where does that leave me? Well, I know for sure I love my family, and I love writing. So from now on, if I feel like writing a blog post, I will. If I feel like sitting down with a cup of coffee and ignoring the social media, I will. I will write when the urge takes me and I will give myself no more deadlines. I will drop my editing to a reasonable level, and I will find a way to help every author I cannot fit in in some way that is acceptable to every party involved. I will promote when and if I can, and I will delegate the jobs I cannot get to. I will continue to learn, but I will not hesitate to delete any articles that have lingered in my inbox for more than a month.

That’s it, then, my pledge to you, my family and myself. A happier Ella, more rested, more able to take in the beauty of the world around me. Hopefully, the blur will clear from my mind, and great ways forward will become clear once again. I love you all, and value your friendship more than you know. Shameless promo coming up.

Keep Calm TR


Posted by on December 11, 2014 in Just A Thought, News


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Tree Lights and Happy Thoughts

Only a quick post today, as I promised to show you my wreaths. I couldn’t help snapping a few shots of the tree, too. I’m sure you’ll forgive the over-exuberance of color. What can I say? I love Christmas!

Editing-wise, you’ll be pleased to know two more books will hit the shelves in time for Christmas, and I’ve got two more to get out there next week. Wish me luck and speedy fingers.







My home is so cheerful, it makes me happy to the very core of my soul, and that’s important, because when I’m happy I can move mountains!

Do you feel the same?


Posted by on December 15, 2013 in News, Sunday Feature


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Waiting for the Tree and Being Creative

santa 1I can’t wait. I’m one of those people who can’t keep the grin off their faces come Christmas time. I’ve celebrated Christmas all over the globe, and I have fond memories of all of them, indiscriminately.

There were the times when I used to decorate the tree under the watchful eye and witty direction of my grandfather. He always bought candies wrapped in shiny foil, and I loved swamping the poor tree in them. Somehow, they tasted better when ripped off the branches.

Then there’s the time when the man who was to become my husband and I got stuck in a train, in a snowstorm in southern Romania, with just a sandwich each and a bottle of Fanta to share between us. What a magical day that was! The local station master rounded up some kids from the village nearby and brought them along to sing Christmas carols underneath our windows. I was moved to tears. Almost sorry they dug us out of the snowdrift and got the train moving again.

carolers1And then in Bishkek (ex Frunze), Kyrgyzstan, when I spent two days searching for Christmas trees, to my driver’s increasing annoyance. Kyrgyz people are Muslim, and the few Christian Russians celebrate Christmas on the 7th of January, so I was way too early, looking for a tree mid-December. And then, at a traffic junction, just as we decided to call it a day and go home, I spotted a huge truck full of trees crossing right to left, right in front of me. Tolik caught my eye and drove like a bat out of hell, cutting across three lanes of traffic and breaking about a dozen traffic rules, hot on the trail of the runaway Christmas tree truck. He honked and flashed lights and shouted out the open window until the truck’s bewildered driver pulled over. Then my awesome, dedicated driver jumped up in the truck, on top of the hundreds of trees, and proceeded to pull them out and stand them up to show them to me, one at a time. I chose quickly… within the first fifty, anyway.

And there’s the time when the wallpaper fell right off the walls in the baby’s nursery, pulling large lumps of plaster and wall off with it. And the Kiev one, when I was holding onto my husband’s waistband as he leaned out of the seventh story window to clear the snow off the satellite dish with a long-handled broom, so the kids could watch the Cartoon Network. And the time when my kids were ill Christmas Eve and were not even aware of the pile of presents under the tree, hidden by just one fluffy blanket, as the poor darlings were being fed medicine and cough syrup in the living room… And the time when we had to take the seats out of the car to fit all the presents in… And the time when we only had hugs and promises we gave each other… And so many others in between.

I loved each and every one of them.

And this one, the first one in Ireland, is going to be special, too. I can feel it in my bones.

We won’t be able to go looking for a tree until Wednesday, but I couldn’t do just nothing, so here’s how some of yesterday and today was spent.


And this is what my living room looks like today. Lovely.


The wreaths are only half done, so you can see those next week. 🙂


Posted by on December 8, 2013 in News, Sunday Feature


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Feeling Free on the First!

Hello, my dear friends. First of December – where has this year gone? It seemed more like a couple of hundred seconds than a couple of hundred days…

I’ve experienced so many ups and downs and so many changes. But none as significant as the last three months. The move to rural Ireland has not been the smoothest – and I moved quite a bit in my life (since I met my husband we’ve lived – not visited, but lived and worked – in eight countries so far) – and I can honestly say Ireland is the most magical place I’ve seen. Maybe it’s the leprechauns. Maybe it’s the numerous rainbows, or the gorgeous sunsets. Maybe it’s just me, or the people here – always happy to chat, and never in a hurry.

Look what I see out of my picture window. How could you not LOVE that?

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERALife is good, even when the world conspires against me. All I have to do is look out the window, or take a walk across the fields, and I’m okay with it all.

Talking about the fields… I always expected my fitness would improve once I start working, as in proper working, the land. So… it may be only bramble clearing for now, but it is hard word, and I feel it. Come spring, I’ll hardly spend a couple of hours indoors anymore.

An unexpected benefit of having so much space is that my creativity knows no bounds. It’s free. I’m free. And it’s the best feeling in the world.

Here are a few snapshots of my field:


Grass weave – ok, I know I won’t win many prizes here – around my newly planted living willow hedge – all done by me


Excess logs for the fire, which don’t fit under cover – all dead wood from around the field plus old fencing – courtesy of my husband, who isn’t letting me touch the saw


It’s the first of December, but this snapdragon doesn’t know it.


And finally, while clearing brambles for a secluded spot for a poly tunnel, I discovered a colony of wrens living in the far wall separating my field from the neighbours’. They told me off for disturbing the peace, but they happily accepted the food offering.


I imagined this yogurt pot would do them for a few days. They almost emptied it in less than 24 hours.

For all of the above, I’m grateful every day! I feel blessed and lucky. Happy Thanksgiving!


Posted by on December 1, 2013 in News, Sunday Feature


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