Hello reader. I know it’s been far too long since I last wrote to you. I can only apologise. I won’t offer excuses. We all know about LIFE.

So, instead of belabouring the point, I thought I’d give you an update.

I’m very excited to be able to share that I finally bit the bullet and sent one of my manuscripts out into the big world to find a publishing home.

Celebrate

I started writing The Kelpie King over ten years ago and it has seen many incarnations since then. It was always going to be a time-slip novel set in a castle in Scotland, but after visiting Scotland and Caithness last year, I’ve managed to focus the timeline and set the first book of the Stone of Destiny Trilogy in the time of the Picts. I’m in the process of fine tuning and polishing the prose one more time as I patiently wait for a request for the full manuscript. Oh, and I’m in the research and planning phase of writing book two. Exciting times.

On the home front, it’s been an interesting year for us in the Beavan household. My husband finished driving trucks full time and moved in to share our tiny office. Writing at one end and transport company at the other. It’s been fun, difficult and challenging, but almost a year on, we’ve sort of got it under control.

We’ve adopted a new baby, Miss Lucy the Jack Russell cross Cattle dog. She arrived with a leap and has disrupted our untidy life even more. She is the naughtiest thing, has no manners but is so darn cute we seem to have lost our will to discipline.

Not a brilliant photo, but she rarely sits still long enough to get a decent one.

Not a brilliant photo, but she rarely sits still long enough to get a decent one.

Flynn is back to his old self after I accidentally tried to kill him with a dog flea treatment that is toxic to cats. The dose I administered is meant for a 40kg dog, so he should never have lived. I thank my God for his grace and patience, as Flynn really shouldn’t have survived.

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Lola, the grand old lady of the house is getting slower as arthritis kicks in, but she loves Lucy and I’m sure the pup keeps her active and happy. I know her days are numbered, because when she can no longer make it up the stairs and into the house on her own it will be time to say goodbye. I’m not one for prolonging her life with medications for my own poor heart. But that time hasn’t come yet, so I’ll be enjoying every minute I have with her.

Lola loves Lucy’s bed best. She thinks it’s cosy.

So as 2015 draws to a close, Christmas shopping looms and summer is upon us, I’ll be thankful for what I have, and wish you all a wonderful December.