Three whole days until The Phantom Murder hits digital bookshelves!!!! And we're past the point of me being able to change anything...

Ever since he was a teen, Lucas Rathbone has bought his regular order of tobacco, barley twists, and The Times from Mr and Mrs...

Oh man, look at that. It's my face. Well, as you saw the other day, I'm currently prepping for the launch of my new book, The Phantom...

Ever wonder why Lucas Rathbone and Clara Jenkins are hopelessly devoted to each other? Well, this flashback scene from my upcoming book,...

The last character in this mini series is Flora Jenkins - mother of Clara and her two older brother, best friend of Hettie Rathbone, and...

Hettie Rathbone is Lucas's mum, and a dear, sweet woman who loves everyone. Whether you need a sympathetic ear, a little company, a hug,...

Mrs Bird - Euphemia to her friends, Phemie if she really loves you, and you and I can call her Mrs Bird - is a stern and upright lady of...

Now, I can't tell you quite so much about Tommy as the other two, because there's a lot of spoilery things in there and I don't want to...

Clara Jenkins is Lucas's fiancee, the girl next door, and the love of his life. She is arguably a, if not the, main character in the...

Hey hey! How's it going? Well, today is the last of the three books I'm giving a brief overview of as part of this series of posts, so I...

Hey! Thanks for coming back for the second of my catchup/overview posts about my books :) Today we're on to book 2, which my resident...

Say you're thinking about starting the Lucas Rathbone Mysteries, but aren't quite convinced yet. Or, maybe you've heard about my upcoming...

So, as you hopefully know by now, the title of my next book is The Ghost Who Wasn't Dead. But how can a ghost not be dead? Surely, that's...

‘You've both read A Christmas Carol, right?' I said. 'Of course,' said Clara. 'I haven’t,' said Lucas. 'Yes, you have,’ said Clara. ‘It's...

‘I really don't think paper chains on a gravestone is in good taste,' said Lucas, lifting them distastefully. 'Even if they are black and...

‘Why are we in the attic?' said Lucas, brushing cobwebs from his hair. 'Shh,' said Clara, putting her hand over his mouth. 'He's...

Lucas, comfortably sat before a crackling fire, kicked his feet onto a footstool and picked up the newspaper. The curtains were drawn...

'Who's at the door?' said Clara, putting her teacup down. She frowned at the clock. 'It's too late for visitors, surely?' The knock came...

‘Look what I found at the pond,' said Clara, running up to Lucas holding something bundled in a scarf. Fear gripped Lucas’ heart. Last...

‘Hullo, Mr Guthrie,' said Lucas as he passed the bakery, which was its usual colourful, friendly self again. 'Hnnhuur,' said Guthrie,...