Merely Players

To say that this morning was a rush would be a severe understatement. It was a whirlwind of ‘get your shoes eat your breakfast drink you drink make your lunch’. Well, I’m sure you know the drill. I’ve had a cold this week and, because I’m chronically ill, it takes a lot out of me when I get any little virus. My body needed its sleep and no jangling alarm was going to drag it from its slumber.

So when my phone alarm went off at 7:15, I slammed my finger down on the snooze button without even registering. And again, five minutes later. I did that six times so it was pretty late by the time I woke the kids up. I made it to school with bare minutes to spare by some miracle, having had first breakfast and even washed my hair.

“We’re going through the ‘kiss and go’ this morning. I’m not getting out because my hair looks a mess,” I said to my youngest. My wet hair was cold on the back of my neck, straggling down like so many tendrils of seaweed. And not in a sexy mermaid way, but in a freaky swamp witch from the fringes of society way.

“Your hair looks fine, mum,” she said. “And you’re the one that told me that doesn’t matter how you look.”

She was right, dammit. “I know. I did say that,” I said. “But it looks like I just got out of bed.”

She looked straight at me and said, “Mum, you did just get out of bed.”

They do say karma comes full circle.

Anyway, I haven’t been on the blog for a while, and I’ve missed seeing what all the lovely bloggers are up to.

I’m working hard on last-minute edits for my next novel, which is coming out on September 25th. That’s (checks notes) three weeks away. This is book 2 in the Musical Mayhem series, paranormal cosy mysteries that are set in a (fictional) UK town.

All the world’s an open case. And all the men and women merely suspects.

When the lead actor of a local play is discovered dead, it seems unsuspicious from the outside. But when a paranormal connection is revealed that points to a killer among the cast, Esther and Clark step into the limelight themselves in order to unravel the truth.

On one final night, Esther must pull off a show-stopping performance and solve the case before the curtain falls.

Get it here or check it out on Goodreads.

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