Brey Willows

Hello there, Just a little message to let you know several of us BSB UK authors are blogging about the holidays and giving away books over on the BSB site (and FB page). If you’d like a chance to win a book, drop your name in the comments on the…

Time is a thief. A criminal who takes our most precious thing, our non-possession, right before our eyes. It steals moments in minute form. And there is no complaint department. There is no one from whom to demand your time be returned. No one to cry to as the thief…

Day 3. What happens when the story is coming out, but you’re not in love with it? What happens when you’ve got a chunk down, but you don’t care? As in, I’m not bothered if these characters make it or not. I don’t even care what happens next… That’s not…

We’re on our annual personal writing retreat in one of our favourite places. That means a lovely view, a laptop, and words. All day long. We laugh, talk over plot things, nibble, remark on the lovely sunrise/sunset/sky/clouds/water and generally just chill out while getting our word count up. I could…

Hey all. Hope you’re well as we slide into autumn. Here in the UK, we’ve had a gorgeous run of chilly sunshine and our yard is full of Halloween decorations. That definitely points to the fact that there’s a Yank living here, since no one else in the entire estate…

A writer and teacher I greatly admire once said during a lecture that many writers find themselves revolving around themes. At first it’s a subconscious thing, and then with each book (or story), if you can step back and look at your work, you’ll find you dance around particular issues…

Cover reveal time! Introducing Changing Course, out in 2019. When the woman of your dreams falls from the sky, you’d better be ready to catch her. When a simple mission goes wrong, intergalactic space Captain Jessa Arbelle nearly goes down with her ship. Her escape pod lands on Indemnion, a…

We had friends over this weekend. For most people that probably doesn’t sound all that unusual. But for us, it is. Our home is our sanctuary. It’s where we’re safe and free to be exactly who we are. That means we don’t often have people over. And the few we…

Today, we met Ada99, Marge90, and Angela. They made me think about time. We were leaving the parking lot, chatting about something. Who knows what. There were three older women crossing onto the pavement (sidewalk) beside us. Suddenly, the one with a walker tips backward, and knocks over the one…