More About the Author
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As a child, I spent a lot of time trying to find ways of travelling through time - always backwards - and somewhere along the way I concluded that while real time traveling is as yet (sadly) not possible, it is always possible to leap through time by using that most powerful tool, imagination.
I don't know how many hours I've whiled away submerged in one daydream after the other, all of them set in the misty past, all of them starring yours truly. As a matter of fact, I still daydream, and my hourly walks with the dog tend to be one long delicious escape from the world of today to another place, another time.
A Rip in the Veil and Like Chaff in the Wind are the products of very many hours of daydreaming - although at times I'm not entirely sure who is doing the actual daydreaming, my characters or myself. Alex(andra) Lind and Matthew Graham have grown into most tangible beings, people with likes and dislikes - and very exciting lives, putting it mildly. Which is why one book developed into a whole series, two of which have now been published (more to come, two more already in 2013).
The latter half of the seventeenth century is rife with dangers, and even more so when you're a woman who has been yanked out of your comfortable, modern timezone and dropped into 1658. But Alex is lucky; she lands at the feet of Matthew, a man most women would give an arm and a leg to get to know closely. Things, however, are complicated by the general political unrest of the times and Matthew's present status as convicted (but fugitive) royalist. Phew; at times I almost feel sorry for all the situations I land Alex in.
"Tell me about it," she sort of growls, "and it's not you who's got the bruises to show, is it?"
Erm, no; but I'm the author, remember?
"We can trade anytime," she says.
Ooh yes, please! I nod eagerly, throwing Matthew a longing glance. Alex follows my look, and two well formed brows come down in an impressive scowl.
"He's mine," she says.
Matthew raises his face and looks at her. Those magical hazel eyes shine gold in the afternoon sun, and a slow smile spreads across his face. She sort of dances towards him and I sigh; he's definitely hers, I can see it in the way his fingers graze her cheek, in how he laughs at whatever she's saying. Shoot...
I like my female protagonists strong and capable, and Alex is nothing if not resilient, no matter what full blown punches fate throws her way. While the first book in the series is about her coming to terms with a frightening and new existence, the second is much more hands on: Someone has abducted her man, and Alex must set of in search of him. A harrowing experience for both of them, let me tell you!
I hope you choose to buy my books and that you find the reading as enjoyable as I've found the writing.