Lemon Drizzle Cake Anyone?

The newsletter sort of took a backseat recently because I’ve been dealing with an endometriosis flare up. Thankfully it finally seems to be settling down a little, but the brain fog was unreal and putting pen to paper felt nearly impossible for a while there.

One unexpected benefit of being heavily medicated in hospital? Apparently morphine gives me confidence, because I reached out to an editor. And somehow… this all feels very real now because I’m officially booked in!

The feedback I received was genuinely so inspiring that I disappeared into the writing cave and made some pretty major changes to my current WIP. I truly think this is the best and most authentic version of Logan and Louise yet. Honestly? They finally feel like them. Messy, flirty, stubborn, emotional… and apparently incapable of behaving themselves around baked goods.

I’ve also finally settled on a series name and the title for book two, which feels huge. There’s something very surreal about these stories that have lived in my head for so long slowly becoming real things people will actually get to read.

This upcoming Friday is when I’ll hopefully find out what’s happening with my cousin and, by extension, myself. If she wins her relocation hearing, she’ll be back in sunny Scotland permanently with the kids, which means our lives are about to become significantly more chaotic in person. If she doesn’t get to come home, I’ll be starting the process of applying for a visa and potentially making the move to Canada instead — which honestly feels a little too on brand considering every book I write seems to end up set there anyway.

I’m also looking for BETA and ARC readers, so if that’s something you’d be interested in, the sign up links are waiting for you at the bottom of the newsletter.

Now, back to the important matter at hand: the lemon drizzle incident.

All I’m saying is there’s icing involved, tension involved, very questionable decision making involved… and not nearly as much baking as there should be...

Now, back to the important matter at hand: the lemon drizzle incident.

All I’m saying is there’s icing involved, tension involved, very questionable decision making involved… and not nearly as much baking as there should be...

Actually, no baking.

But when life gives you lemons...right?