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"A metallic scraping noise jarred Lucy’s thoughts back to the bleak scene before her. What was that mussel man doing? Lying flat, she edged herself to where she could peek over to the rocks below. He had dug far too deep; mussels didn’t hide way down in the sand. He was also in the one place which was hidden from the sight of the revenue officers at Watch House. He wasn’t alone either. A rough-looking seaman was filling in the hole, now as deep as a grave. She watched as, without a word, they covered the sand with huge chalk rocks and, with a flourish, flung seaweed on the top. They had buried something. Or, God forbid, someone?"
I hope you'll root for Lucy, who's having a tough time of it, fall in love with someone (probably not Bodger, bless him) and cheer loudly if it all comes right in the end. Or cry if it doesn't! I'm not telling.


Alexandra, with very good reason, travels back in time. Hiding. Not that she can remember why. She is now experiencing her first Christmas in Regency England.
"Now here was the culmination of the festivities – the Leigh-Fox Christmas Soirée to which all the local dignitaries and families of consequence had been invited. It was becoming a most interesting evening. Catherine clearly impressed Sir Humphrey Frobisher’s eldest son, James, for he had not left her side from the moment they were introduced. It was understandable, thought Alexandra. She looked warm, friendly and highly attractive in her peach-coloured dress. The dress was ornamented with Chinese silk trimmings Catherine had told her with the merest hint of pride and more of a longing for approval. How fragile her hold on expectations was becoming. The gown was set off by a pearl and amber matching brooch and necklace. “At last, I have the opportunity to wear mama’s jewels. Adam has brought them out from the ‘safe’,” she’d whispered to Alexandra.
An accomplished pianist was playing while the guests took their seats in the music room; it was so expressive that Alexandra’s curiosity was aroused. She was unable to hide her amazement when she saw Jack at the piano particularly when he began to sing. His voice was deep and pure, one that would charm any woman or lull the most obstreperous baby to sleep. A redeeming feature par excellence.
A most unwelcome thought, pushed rapidly aside, flashed through Alexandra’s mind. Was he the highwayman?"

Here's what Christmas was like for one poor girl in 1821 in England. It's taken from

"Having stacked the wood in the hearth, Lucy grabbed her shabby shawl and headed towards the sea. It was a cold, clear Christmas Day, and she curled up in her favourite place.
It had been a wonderful world – her world – lost now, maybe forever. But no one could take away her memories. Hidden from view, high on a ledge of scrubby bushes jutting from the cliffs, she could hold these memories in her mind, in her heart, where no one knew they existed. They warmed her when nothing else could. Whenever possible she would go back in time to watch the characters as if they were in a play. Ignoring the man searching for mussels at the foot of the cliffs, she drew her knees to her chin, tucked her toes under her outgrown dress, snuggled into her thin woollen shawl, and remembered."
I hope you will enjoy Lucy's tale if you read it.
Thanks Anna, and a very Merry Christmas to you and your family:) Hope 2015 will be full of good health and happiness for you...

I thought I'd let you know that

is now Aus$0.99 Here's an excerpt:
Laura is bewildered - just hours ago she was in 1814 now where is she? And when?
He’d looked at her – wet and sandy. She’d remember that look all her life, no matter how long she lived. He had eyes that listened; deep brown eyes which had encouraged her to ask, ‘Sir, would you kindly assist me. I was aboard the SS Kismet when it collided with a sandbank.” She’d hesitated before adding the stark consequence, “and sank.” He had taken a step forwards and lifted her trunk. The tar had ruined his T-shirt but he never mentioned it. He’d asked where she was trying to go and she’d replied, “America.” He hadn’t laughed, though the little group of people gathered about were smirking. One of them, unasked, gave Matt directions to the hospital. What would she have done without Matt? Another tear trickled down her face.
“Nearly there, Laura. Have you a plan?”
Plan? It consisted, so far, of arriving with Matt. The past had intruded and overwhelmed her thoughts yet again.
Thanks Anna! And snow! Wow:) When are you coming to Aus? And will you stay long? You'll enjoy it here I'm sure:)
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Thanks for putting the links up, Brenda. The snow has melted (I live in the south east which is the warmest spot - usually).
Thanks for your good work in this group.
Sounds like your time won't be anywhere near long enough Anna:) But you'll have a wonderful time anyway! It will be getting hot around about then too, so you'll be able to enjoy some of our beautiful beaches:)
Thanks, and you're welcome!
Thanks, and you're welcome!

In celebration of being able to return to writing soon, I am making Hide in Time available for AU$1.27 for a short while.
"An unusual story which grips you from beginning to end. Historical detail is well done, and it is a great read."
The above is taken from a UK Amazon review.
Xandra, in the twenty-first century, is needing a place to hide from a gang of criminals, and has put her trust in Laura. She knows Laura has a plan, but she is not entirely sure what it is. She has just found out:
“Whoa, there,” barked the man with the whip which had been flailing perilously close to the scarlet-liveried man standing guard at the back. “Whoo, whoo.” He brought the horses to a halt and bellowed, “Get out of the way, woman. Are you weak in the mind!”
“Great flumpleducks, girl; what are you doing here?” A woman, wearing a long, grey skirt, brown shawl tied around her shoulders and a white mobcap, stepped down from the coach onto the track.
Instinctively, Xandra put her hand to her head and felt her own cap with the lacy scarf still tied around it. If she could have answered, she would have, but she wasn’t at all sure what she was doing here.
The horses restlessly pawed the ground and tossed their heads. “Get her out of the way. We’re already late,” called the driver.
“You mind your manners. You’re charging a king’s ransom to take us to Canterbury tonight, so you just…”
“What is it, Martha? What causes the delay?” A man in clerical garb alighted from the coach. To say he was amply proportioned would do his physique insufficient justice. He approached Xandra. “Are you in distress?”
Xandra looked down at her wet, sandy shoes and the hem of her dress which hung damp, heavy and close around her ankles.
“Flollops! Of course she’s in distress. Can’t you see she’s all wet and wobbly?”
Parson Emmanuel Raffles looked both annoyed and abashed. “Martha, you are to be my kitchen maid, not my mouthpiece.” He sighed and muttered, “God forbid.”
Aus$1.27 for a short while.
Bad luck Anna! I do hope you are on the road to recovery now, and you'll be back to being able to see properly very soon:)
If your special price is on Amazon, both the AU and US links are showing quite a bit higher than that at the moment. Perhaps it hasn't taken effect yet?
Take care:)
If your special price is on Amazon, both the AU and US links are showing quite a bit higher than that at the moment. Perhaps it hasn't taken effect yet?
Take care:)


At the moment, I can't get access to alter anything. I'll try later.

The above quote is from a U.K. Amazon reviewer, refers to:

And here is a further extract. Xandra, from the 21st century, is travelling with her 19th century companions.
"Upon her return, the man was slouched across the entire seat facing the front where Parson Raffles had been sitting; Parson Raffles was remonstrating with him.
“My good man,” said the parson in a manner that conveyed doubts about his own choice of adjective, “I feel I should apprise you of the fact that I am a poor traveller and I need to face the front.”
“Good man? D’you know who you’re talking to?”
His doubts confirmed, the parson replied, “I can see you are no gentleman, despite your attempt at a gentleman’s garb.”
Ooh, thought Xandra, this could turn into an interesting journey.
“I am Alfred Smith. You’ll know my name, of course.”
“I do not, and I have no wish to hear more of it.”
Alfred Smith, no more than twenty-five years of age, held high a bulging, chinking, pouch. “Alfred Smith shall soon be one of the richest men in the county and you’ll be saying you had the good fortune to meet the great man.”
Parson Raffles climbed in the carriage and sat next to, and almost on top of, the aspiring great, but currently drunk and scrawny, Alfred Smith."
If you have not yet read Hide in Time, I hope you will take a look at the ebook on Amazon and, if you buy it, I hope you will enjoy it.
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is a Time Travel Romance and here's a quote from a Goodreads' reader:
"When a book allows me to become one of the characters.... aahhhh, perfection!" (Louisa - Goodreads)
One Dark Night is a tale of smuggling along the English coast in the early 19th century.
"I highly recommend this book to all lovers of history or romance." A Goodreads' reviewer.
Each book is completely stand alone, but Hide in Time is set in 1815 and One Dark Night is set in 1821 and some of the characters in Hide in Time have found themselves mixed up in smuggling in One Dark Night.
I really hope you will enjoy the books if you read them.