Chaos is Leaving the Building… #PeaceReigns

Chaos is slowly leaving, at last!

When the going gets tough, the tough get going, isn’t that what they say?

I normally just keep trying harder. And that’s what I have been doing for nearly a week now, trying to improve our website. I tried my best, but all I managed to do was turn my brain inside out.

I don’t normally give up or give in, but in the end, I had to, for it was slowly driving me insane.

Now, I am back to the old theme, one I can handle while still leaving time for other things, like writing. And yes, I am starting a new story. A new idea started nagging me, so I am doing a lot of research and making notes.

I didn’t expect this to happen so soon, as I still have plenty of work to do on Folly’s End, like a paperback version and possibly a trailer.

Thanks to all of you for being patient while everything was in chaos, my timing couldn’t have been worse.

And huge thanks to the Happiness engineer who really helped save my sanity and restore my original theme, which I thought lost forever.

Today, I want to introduce Angie, the other sister in The Mystery of Folly’s End.

Hi, I am Angela Watson, the black sheep of our family. Younger sister to Charlie Fletcher.

After what I did all those years ago, I never thought I would ever see my big sister again.

Stealing the love of her life was unforgivable.

It was a nasty thing to do to anyone, but I couldn’t help it. I was lonely and needed someone to love me, and Tom just happened to be there. I am not as strong as my sister, and I remember being very jealous of the two of them.

I don’t accept all of the blame either, as there were two of us in that sad situation. If I’m honest, he didn’t take much stealing.

Through all the years we have been apart, I have really missed my sister and all the fun we used to have.

When Tom didn’t come home from work that day, I didn’t know what to do. Eventually, the food and money ran out, and the kids were hungry. I had to ask my sister for help.

If she didn’t come to help me, what would I do?

I didn’t deserve her sympathy, but I prayed she would forgive me enough to come to my rescue for the children’s sake.

Well, she did turn up, but all was not well between us.

Can we bury the hatchet?

Could I swallow my pride and accept her help?

Don’t forget, The Mystery of Folly’s End is just 99p until Sunday! Get your copy HERE…