I’m back from holidaying in Northumberland with renewed vigour and a zest for writing (for which, read a mountain of dirty washing and several thousand unread emails). Fortunately, those lovely people at Samhain have sent me a welcome home present:
Less fuzzy in real life, I hasten to add – actually the creepy clifftop house comes out rather well in big.
And I have a brand new cover to show you:
I’m rather pleased with this one, as it’s mostly my own work (I couldn’t get the words to look right, but JMS Books are much better at that sort of stuff!) This will be a re-release of my short story Dead Shot which was previously published in the Torquere Shot Through the Heart Taste Test, now out of print. Sadly the Taste Test format never seemed to sell well, at least for me, so I’m hoping the story will get a whole new audience.
Here be the blurb:
Sometimes Cupid has his own agenda
Carpenter Peter takes his hyperactive ten-year-old nephew to play in the park with his home-made bow and arrows—but makes the mistake of closing his eyes for a minute. Alerted by a yell of pain, he’s mortified to find that Kevin has shot a tall, handsome stranger in the rear end. Especially when Kevin suggests Peter should kiss it better!
But cultured lawyer Edward doesn’t seem to mind. An embarrassing encounter leads to a hot date—but Peter’s guilty secret about Kevin’s father could undo all Cupid’s good work, and Edward’s flair for the dramatic isn’t exactly helping!