New Release: Morgen Prince

It’s been a while since there’s been a new story in the Deep Magic series! I’m thrilled and excited to finally be bringing you Morgen Prince—Duhywynt’s story.

This was a steep learning curve for both Duhywynt and his author! I’ve ventured out of gay romance into the wider LGBTQ spectrum, learning a lot about myself in the process. Duhywynt’s been challenged, and if he hasn’t exactly risen to the occasion, he has, in true dramatic morgen fashion, given it his all. I really hope you enjoy the story as much as I enjoyed writing it!

Keep reading for a peak at the first chapter!


Gorgeous cover by Bree Archer? Check!

Duhywynt’s only weapon against the world will cost him everyone he cares about.

Duhywynt plans to spend his summer catching the legendary Ceffyl Dŵr and swapping make-up tips with his best friend, Myfanwy—until he discovers his older brother has traded his morgenau heritage for mortality. Worse, Myrhydion is far more concerned with Duhywynt’s lack of social life than his own untimely demise.Duhywynt will do anything to avoid losing him for ever, even if that means faking a friendship with Drew, a tourist.


As Drew’s fascination with Duhywynt grows, the prince discovers the deadly legacy of his morgenau heritage, emperilling his relationship with Myfanwy—a relationship with depths he is just beginning to understand. Can he overcome centuries of pain and embrace the unknown, or will his morgenau heritage claim another victim?

Morgen Prince is available on Amazon.

April Done: May To-Do

I just made my to-do list for May. Let’s just say I will not be bored! My awesome niece is having not one but two birthday parties, a Puffin Party for family and a Pony Party for her friends. I’ve been invited to both. Then I’m helping celebrate Ngaio Marsh’s birthday party, attending writing seminars, an RWNZ chapter meeting–all this in addition to my regular schedule of babysitting and volunteer obligations.

With all this going on, you’d think I would do the smart thing and put writing on the back burner, right?

Well, as it turns out, I’m in a really neat place with writing so I’m going to throw smart out the window and see how far I get. My writing goals for May include:

  • Publishing Morgen Prince! (May 12th)
  • Finish The Last God. This is a high-fantasy story set in Ancient Times, and I’m hoping to finish it to submit it to Tor in July. This novella is a teaser for a longer series, so hoping it goes well!
  • World-building on No One Ever Saved the World by Being Nice.
  • Research for Gentlemen Don’t Murder. I got some excellent feedback that made me realise I’m not as near to publication-ready as I thought. I’ve got a lot more reading to do, but the possibilities that it’s opened up are really fascinating.

While I tackle my to-do list, I’m going to be trying to spend less time online, so you’ll probably won’t see me again until June.

Until then!


I’m trying to cut down on the amount of paper books I have. I’m without fixed abode at the moment, so every couple of months I have to pack up and move house. As a result, I’m limiting my possessions to things I can comfortably fit in my car. My sister and mother have both offered me storage space at their places, but I don’t want to intrude too much on their generosity. Instead I’ve been leaning highly on the wonderful public libraries we have here in Christchurch.

And then this happened.


To be fair, I knew that going to the Bishopdale Rotary’s annual Book-a-rama would probably be a danger, but I didn’t anticipate the sheer scale of the event. Doors opened at 10:00. I got there about ten past. There were no parking spaces at the venue, or in the neighbouring streets. The recreation centre where the secondhand book sale was held was so crammed with books and people that at one point, I was trapped unable to move for about five minutes because of the sheer amount of people searching the paperback tables.

I was exhausted pretty quickly (I don’t handle crowds well), and left without scanning half the tables there. But I’m pretty pleased with my haul! Especially the three Trollope novels which were my main reason for going to the Book-a-rama. A very kind friend read Gentlemen Don’t Murder and gave me a lot of feedback, which can be basically condensed as ‘needs more research and a rewrite.’ She recommended Trollope as an authority on the intersection of class and money in the Victorian mind, and suggested I get paper copies as they were better for note-taking and book marking, which she thought I would want to do. I’m about halfway through an e-book version of Dr Thorne, and I’m itching to take notes, so I’m very happy to have found it in paperback!

The rest are a mix of ambition, research, nostalgia and just fun. I’ve got a high-fantasy Ancient World type story percolating, and I’ve been doing a lot of world building–which reminded me of reading the David and Leigh Eddings books as a teen. I’m not sure how well they’ll hold up to an adult reading, but either way, it will be interesting and hopefully informative to see how other writers handle major world building. Marion Zimmer-Bradley comes highly recommended by a podcast I love. Famous Cases of Scotland Yard, P. D. James and the Sophie Hannah Poirot novel, will hopefully serve as further inspiration for Gentlemen Don’t Murder, while the regency Mills & Boons are not only great fun, but will hopefully be good examples of how to keep to a brisk story structure without compromising on world building and historical accuracy.

All this—and they had a sausage sizzle outside.

Christchurch people, the Book-a-rama continues Saturday and Sunday at the Bishopdale YMCA, behind the library. I recommend checking it out, but be warned, it is extremely popular!

Baby steps.

I’m in the middle of doing something quite exciting: editing Morgen Prince. This was not exciting until maybe ten minutes ago, when I suddenly realised how significant the scene I’m working on is.

On one level: It’s nothing really. Duhywynt has been cruelly forced to visit Bardsey Island with Myfanwy and a tourist, Drew, who wants to be friends with him (oh, the humanity!).

On another level, it’s everything. This is me writing about something I could only dimly imagine writing about when I first plotted Deep Magic. I sensed the seeds of this were there, but I couldn’t have articulated this—and I would have run a thousand miles before trying to write it.

So what’s the thing? It’s only Duhywynt rejecting the labels suggested to him in order to be true to an identity he hasn’t fully grasped yet. To many of my readers, this will mean nothing, but right now it meals a lot to me—because it’s the first time my truth has shown up so openly in something I’ve written.

At thirty-six, I’m still exploring who I am. I’m in no hurry to stop discovering me, and have a lot of unease around labels. Although I identify as asexual-bisexual, I’m more likely to identify myself as an author, a traveller, an Aunt, or a writer. These labels are much more me than the labels ‘asexual’ or ‘bisexual.’

This seems really weird, given that I am so strongly drawn to writing LGBTQI stories. I’ve been thinking about this for a while, and I think the reason is that my experience of being ace or being bi doesn’t match the experiences I see expressed in the blogs I read, twitter feeds I scan, Facebook communities I join, books I read or media I consume. And I really hate to disagree with people–like, really, really hate to disagree. So rather than risk making people feel like their experiences weren’t valid, I’ve avoided expressing my truths openly—and in the process, I’ve invalidated myself.

I’ve been slowly coming to the realisation that my truths are important, even if they don’t resonate with everyone. Embracing them will make me feel whole and will give permission to others with different truths to express them in their way. Again, as obvious as this may seem, this has been a long time coming… Too long, probably, but I am a work in progress, and no where near the end of my first draft so I’m going to forgive myself.

And in case you missed it… cute Weddell seal being utterly ridiculous:

This is pretty much exactly how I imagine Evans Oliver.

March Done/April To-Do

I really hope that me writing my monthly planning posts while feeling completely out of it is not going to become a trend, but guess what? Turns out that being mildly sleep deprived and also having a bad cold is not the best recipe for productivity. I felt that I’d done nothing in March, but when I looked at my March to-do list, I actually feel like I’ve done a better job than I was giving myself credit for.

March Goals:

  • Outline YA and submit to editor. Done!
  • Write YA superheroes — started! Written 3 chapters out of an estimated 23, and you can read them on this blog (chapter 3 coming Thursday). 
  • Freelance #1 Done!
  • Freelance #2 Done!
  • Weekly Freelance articles 1-5 Done x 5
  • Edit Morgen Prince — halfway there! I ended up printing out the story and doing the edits by hand. In the process, I identified three places where I needed to add new scenes, so I still have to type up my edits and write those three scenes. Then it’s off to proofreading! 

So, despite feeling like I did nothing, I started an entirely new writing project and made really good editing progress. I’m deliberately going to try and keep April simple, and be kind to myself as I get over this cold. Unfortunately, all three of my volunteer gigs are pretty full on right now! My rule for April is small goals so that I’m not overwhelmed.

April Goals:

  • Complete first draft of No One Ever Saved the World by Being Nice
  • Finish editing Morgen Prince and getting it proofread and formatted
  • Keeping up with volunteer stuff
  • Get the cover info for Peregrine Fogg Investigates books 0 and #3 to my amazing cover artist
  • Freelance articles 1-4
  • Be Kind to Myself
  • Read
  • Beta-read for a friend

About the last one: this is really obvious and stupid, but I keep noticing that I’m really upset and stressed and unhappy, and when I do notice this, I also notice that it’s been ages since I’ve read a book. Coincidence? I read two books yesterday and being transported into another world/headspace for a couple of hours is really refreshing. Pretty sure that reading a book is the equivalent to an hour’s meditation or something similar—books are great.


No One Ever Saved the World by Being Nice.

I can’t remember if I’ve mentioned the YA superhero story on this blog yet. It’s always hard to get started on a new story, particularly if everything is new–and in this story it is. Characters, world, everything. So, naturally, I’ve been procrastinating hard. In particular, I was revisiting old fanfics.

I used to be a huge DCU fan of a very specific vibe–Impulse, Young Justice, Superboy. I loved the way the young characters, the third generation of superheroes, struggled to step into the footsteps of those who’d gone before them. I wrote fanfic, made friends, spent hours on AIM chatting about nothing. It was a small community, but a really positive one, and I’d really like to capture some of that positive, excited vibe with the YA superhero story. So I went back and read some incredibly bad fic, got nostalgic for friends I’ve lost touch with, and eventually decided that it might be fun (and work against the procrastination), if I shared the story as I wrote it, fanfic style.

Fair warning: this is an experiment! It might work. It might not. I might get stuck and decide to delete everything and start again. The end goal is publishing this so it will probably come down once it’s complete. I would love to hear your thoughts and comments!


How do you prove your father isn’t a super-villain? Enrol in superhero school, obviously.

But becoming a hero requires more than making the world’s best vegan brownies. Phoebe can’t control her light-speed powers, her classmates hate her, and she’s developing a major crush on the son of her arch-enemy. Nothing would make Atlas happier than putting Phoebe’s entire family behind bars permanently. If she can’t out superhero the world’s greatest superhero, her Dad is non-vegan toast.