Inspiration

  • The cauldron’s still brewing. But I have a new obsession…

    So here’s the truth: I’ve been struggling a bit. With burnout, with creative energy, with trying to be everything for everyone. I’ve been feeling like I’ve lost a little bit of the magic in my writing. And instead of ignoring that feeling and burning out completely, I’ve decided to listen to it. But what does that mean?

    It means we’re entering a new chapter. One with ballroom floors and broken hockey sticks. With enemies-to-lovers tension that sizzles. With spice, sparkle, and heroes who’d burn down the floor or abandon the league just to kiss the right girl at the wrong time.

    💖 I’m pivoting into spicy contemporary romance 💖

    Not instead of the witchy world you love—but alongside it.

    Death Warmed Up and Ghost Interrupted are absolutely still happening. Bunny and Death will get the swoony ending they deserve, and I have so much in store for Ivy. But for now, I’m making space to follow a new creative fire that’s completely reignited my love of storytelling!

    I’m a competitive ballroom dancer in real life (yes, really! 👠), and I’ve recently fallen head over heels (or should I say skates?) for hockey. So this new direction isn’t random. It’s me—just a different side of me. One I’m ridiculously excited to finally share with you.

    I truly hope you’ll come along for the ride. Because what’s coming next is the boldest, sexiest, most joyful work I’ve ever done.

    In the next few weeks, you’ll see a full rebrand (so don’t panic if things start looking a little different soon) and lots of spicy, funny, emotional content from my new ballroom and hockey romance universe.

    The spotlight’s hot. Their chemistry’s hotter.

    ✅ Stay in the spotlight
    ✅ Sell the fake relationship
    ❌ Whatever you do… don’t mean it
    Oops.

    Nate Eriksson. Over six feet of tatted-up, Danish-imported NHL chaos. On the ice, his penalty record is longer than his stick. Suspended mid-season, he has to play nice on a celebrity dance show or he’s off the team for good. Winning? Not on his radar. Hooking up with a hot dancer? Frosting on his cake. But she’s uptight. Demanding. He wants to dance dirty just to piss her off… especially if she keeps looking at him like that during their rumba.

    Holly Martinez. A ballroom darling. She doesn’t do drama, or himbos with a jawline of a Norse god and the self-control of a horny Labrador. A veteran cast member of Take The Floor, she’s never won a season. Now she’s risking it all—her pride, her rep, and her mom’s unpaid medical bills–to keep her producers happy. All she has to do is pretend to fall for a guy with abs sculpted by bad decisions and protein powder. But he’s cocky. He’s careless. And he’s going to ruin everything.

    He flirts like it’s a contact sport. She shuts him down like it’s foreplay. They’re gonna fake it so hard it hurts.

    Messy, hilarious, and unapologetically unwell—the perfect collision of ballroom sparkle and hockey spice. Strictly Fauxmance is a sports-romance crossover between the Empire Ballroom and Hammerheads Hockey series. Preorder now and get wrecked by the bro who thinks a fight kink counts as redemption and the girlie who’s too tired for his shit.

  • 5 mistakes my heroines always make

    Look, I love my leading ladies. Fiercely. Possessively. Like they’re my slightly dysfunctional magical daughters and I’ll fight anyone who tries to hurt them. But let me tell you something: they mess up. A lot. And I love them even more for it. Because real growth doesn’t come from perfection. It comes from magical mistakes, unwise decisions, and emotionally loaded ‘what the hell was I thinking?’ moments.

    Here are five of my fave heroine screw-ups — and why they matter.


    Thinking logic will save the day

    My girls love a good plan. A strategy. A magical flowchart. (Gee, wonder where they get that from.)

    But the truth? Magic doesn’t always play fair. And no amount of perfectly structured spellcasting will protect you from messy feelings, unexpected betrayals, or that hot brooding vampire with an agenda.

    Why I love it: Because they try. They use their brains. And when it doesn’t work? They adapt. That’s power.


    Falling for the wrong dude

    Ah yes. The ‘bad decision in a leather jacket’ problem. Whether it’s a cursed assassin, a morally grey fae lord, or a haunted librarian with a vendetta, they always think they can handle it. Spoiler: They can’t. At first.

    Why I love it: Because it shows hope. Curiosity. The kind of heart that believes even dudes with tough exteriors deserve love. That kind of bravery breaks me every time.


    Breaking the magical rules (with flair)

    There’s always that one moment where they know the rule, and they break it anyway. To save someone. To get revenge. To prove a point. And of course, it backfires gloriously.

    Why I love it: Because rules are for the unmagical. My heroines are chaos goblins in cute boots. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.


    Waiting too long to ask for help

    It’s not pride, exactly. It’s trauma. It’s stubbornness. It’s fear of being let down again. So they carry too much, too long — until it cracks them.

    Why I love it: Because when they do finally reach out, the healing is so damn satisfying. Watching them learn they don’t have to do it alone? Chef’s kiss.


    Letting rage lead the spell

    Sometimes my girls go full wrath-mode. They burn too hot. They lash out. They destroy things they wish they hadn’t. And they feel it.

    Why I love it: Because women are allowed to be angry. Loud. Vengeful. And powerful. Watching my heroines learn to own that instead of suppress it? That’s the real transformation.


    What all of this really means is…

    Mistakes don’t make my heroines weak. They make them real. Complex. Worth rooting for. They teach readers—and me—that redemption, growth, and love are all the sweeter when they’re earned. So yeah, my heroines mess up. But they learn. They rise. They save themselves.

    And that’s exactly how I like my magic.

    Got a favourite heroine mistake? One you relate to a little too much? Tell me in the comments!

  • 5 things saving my sanity right now

    Why it’s okay to get messy before you get it together

    It’s okay to get messy before you get it together. Right? Let’s be real: life lately has felt like a magical tornado—equal parts sparkles, spreadsheets, and spontaneous naps I swear were strategic.

    Some days, I wake up ready to conquer the world. Other days, I’m lucky if I conquer brushing my hair. And that’s okay. Messy doesn’t mean broken. Burnt out doesn’t mean done. So here are five things helping me stay grounded and get through the mayhem—even when my brain has exited the chat.


    🥣 1. That one snack I’m emotionally attached to

    Currently: home made pumpkin soup. It’s not fancy, but it’s packed full of nutrients, and super easy to make in my slow-cooker. When everything feels too loud, sitting down with a cup of this soup and a grilled cheese sandwich to dip in it (don’t judge me) helps me feel okay again.


    🧠 2. Mental health check-in

    This month, I’ve been dealing with massive anxiety spirals.
    I’ve started listening to low-fi music while I’m working and just pottering around the house, and while it’s not a miracle fix, it’s helping. I find it helps me stop my brain from whizzing too far ahead of me, which lets me breathe. Slowly. And I’m proud of myself for trying.


    ❤️‍🩹 3. The story that’s healing me

    Books, TV, movies, and other forms of entertainment are therapy. And right now, I’m loving watching Lucifer because it reminds me that transformation is messy, and that even the most powerful characters start out lost. Just like us.


    💡 4. A permission slip I’m giving myself

    I’m officially allowing myself time to reset. I’m always so busy, hopping from one project to another and often between tasks without giving my brain time to adjust. So right now, I’m taking time out. I’m going through my task list. I’m batching, I’m scheduling where I can, and I’m looking at what’s important (and what might be something I can let go of. Because survival doesn’t always look like productivity. Sometimes it looks like choosing peace over perfection.


    🏆 5. The little win I’m claiming like a gold medal

    I did laundry today, and I’m counting it as a triumph. Big goals are built from tiny wins, and today, I’m celebrating the hell out of this one.


    Some weeks, surviving is the achievement. And if no one’s told you this lately: you’re doing better than you think. Be gentle with your messy magic. It’s still magic. What’s saving your sanity right now? Tell me your snack, your coping tool, or your proud little win. I’ll be cheering from this side of the screen—with love and maybe crumbs on my shirt.

  • The secret life of an author

    Ever wondered what a typical day looks like for an author? Let me take you behind the scenes of my wildly glamorous (read: caffeine-fueled, dog-distracted, occasionally panic-driven) life as a full-time writer. Spoiler alert: it’s not all book signings and swoon-worthy plot twists. Most days, it’s just me, my iPad, and a never-ending internal battle between productivity and procrastination. Buckle up!

    Rise and shine: The battle begins

    My day usually starts with the noble intention of waking up early, sipping a peaceful cup of coffee, and easing into my writing. In reality, it’s more of a chaotic scramble involving hitting the snooze button a few too many times, wrestling my cat for laptop space, and making sure I remember to take my ADHD meds. I tend to be a bit of a writing nomad – some days I sit at my desk, sometimes the couch or a cafe. I also love writing in bed, because it just feels so damn lazy and I’m here for it. Anything to get the words done!

    Then I start my pre-writing ritual. Make coffee and get water. Go to the bathroom. Light some incense or a candle (or both, if I’m feelin’ boujee). Once I manage to claim my spot, I check emails, scroll social media under the guise of ‘marketing research,’ and attempt to ignore the siren call of whatever book I’m currently reading. Eventually, I crack open my work in progress, stare at the blinking cursor for an uncomfortably long time, and convince myself that writing just one sentence counts as progress. Sprints are my best friend, and I have these ones on Youtube that I absolutely love – so I use those to get my daily words.

    Morning magic: Words, words, and… more distractions

    I try to be at my keyboard and ready to go by no later than 9am, and then I try to remain ‘in the zone’ for a solid three hours until noon. This is prime writing time for me. If I’m lucky, the words flow effortlessly, and I get lost in the world I’m creating. If I’m not, I suddenly develop an urgent need to reorganise my bookshelf, research obscure historical facts that may or may not be relevant to my plot, or fall down a Facebook rabbit hole. Easy or not, though, I try to make myself hit my daily quote (which fluctuates based on my ability to make myself hit my daily word quota LOL).

    When the writing does happen, it’s a rollercoaster. Some days, the characters behave, the dialogue snaps, and I feel like a literary genius. Other days, every sentence reads like it was written by an exhausted hamster, and I wonder if I should switch careers to professional dog cuddler. Such is life!

    Afternoon projects: Bribing myself to be a boss

    By lunch time, my brain starts to fizzle. This is where strategic bribery comes into play. I usually treat to an another coffee, a snack, or an episode of whatever show I’m binging—but only once I hit my word count. This method works about 50% of the time. The other 50%? Well, let’s just say my ability to justify ‘creative breaks’ is unparalleled.

    Once the words are done, it’s moving on to project work. As well as running an annual romance book signing event (Wild Out West), I also do freelance book cover design (Covered Up), and am involved in both Witchy Bookworms and The Witchy Chicks – which are both loads of fun! Then I have my own author marketing, business admin, and general life stuff to take care of. I try to chunk this all up and have specific days for different types of work, to help deal with the overwhelm that comes hand in hand with being neurodiverse.

    Evening: My creative second wind

    If my partner is away at work, evenings are when the real magic—or absolute desperation—happens. There’s something about the quiet of nighttime that makes work feel easier for me. Sometimes I write, but if I’ve reached my daily word quota I don’t have to do that. I usually let myself work on any passion projects, fun design jobs, or other work that feels like a reward while I let something play on the TV in the background. My favourite go-to show to stream is RuPaul’s Drag Race (and Untucked). I also cycle through shows I’ve watched a million times like Hannibal, Lucifer, and The Vicar of Dibley or fave movies like Pride and Prejudice, and the Princess Diaries. As you can tell, my tastes are pretty eclectic!

    Night thoughts: Taming tomorrow’s chaos

    Before bed, I think about the next day and jot down notes on my phone, fully believing I’ll be a more organised human in the magical light of day. Sometimes inspiration strikes at the most inconvenient moment—like when I’m brushing my teeth or lying in bed at 3am. If I don’t write it down, I’ll forget it by morning, so I often end up scrambling for my phone to type out a half-coherent idea that I may or may not be able to decipher later.

    Then I pass out, exhausted but grateful that I get to do this for a living. Being an author isn’t always easy, but despite the chaos, distractions, and occasional existential crises, I wouldn’t trade it for anything. So that’s a day in my life! If you’re an author, does this sound familiar? If you’re a reader, does this shatter the illusion of a perfectly romanticised writing life, or is it on par with what you’d expect? Let me know in the comments—I’d love to hear your thoughts!

  • How a pandemic kickstarted my dream career

    You know how people always say, ‘If I had the time, I’d write a book’? Yeah, that was me. I spent years juggling jobs in marketing, PR, and communications—after first cutting my teeth as a law clerk and then working in local government. Writing was always something I dabbled in on the side, winning the odd short story contest and jotting down ideas in notebooks I never quite got around to finishing.

    Then 2020 happened.

    Like so many others, I found myself suddenly without a job when COVID-19 rolled in and turned the world upside down. I had always said that if I ever had the time to focus on writing, I’d absolutely crush it and turn it into a career. Well, now I had the time—and absolutely no excuse not to try. It was time to put my money where my mouth was.

    So, in March 2020, I sat down and wrote my first book. By June, New Witch on the Block—the first book in my Magic in Mosswood series—was published. It was a wild, fast-paced experience, and guess what? I loved it. More importantly, readers loved it, too.

    Since then, I’ve written 23 books (and counting!) across multiple genres—paranormal women’s fiction, paranormal cozy mystery, contemporary romance, and even dark why-choose historical paranormal monster romance (because why not?). I write what I love, and luckily, readers seem to love it too. Most of my audience is based in the United States, but I’ve connected with incredible readers from all over the world. The best part? Becoming an author has given me a lifestyle that allows me to spend time with my family and friends while also building an amazing community of readers and fellow writers.

    I draw heavily from my own experiences, the people I meet, and the stories I’ve collected along the way to create my characters, plots, and settings. Every book is a little piece of my journey, wrapped up in magic, mystery, and romance. And I have no plans to slow down anytime soon.

    So, that’s how I went from a legal clerk to a PR pro to a full-time author. It wasn’t the path I expected, but honestly? I wouldn’t have it any other way. Here’s to the next chapter—literally!

  • Haunted by stories

    There’s something about a good ghost story that’s always captivated me. Maybe it’s because I’ve had my own brush with the unexplained—those moments where the air turns thick, the shadows seem to breathe, and you just know you’re not alone. Or maybe it’s because I’ve always been drawn to the idea of spirits lingering, unfinished business keeping them tethered to our world. Whatever the reason, my love for ghostly tales is woven through all my books, from the small-town magic of my Mosswood series to the celestial mysteries of my Death series. And of course, it’s at the very heart of my new Sleepy Hollow Mysteries series, which was deeply inspired by one of my all-time favourite paranormal love stories: The Ghost and Mrs. Muir.

    A love story between worlds

    For those who haven’t seen it, The Ghost and Mrs. Muir is a classic 1947 film (based on the novel by R.A. Dick) about a young widow, Lucy Muir, who moves to a seaside cottage only to discover it’s still inhabited by the ghost of its former owner, a gruff sea captain named Daniel Gregg. What begins as an uneasy truce between the two soon turns into something deeper—a love story that transcends time, space, and even death itself. The film is romantic, melancholic, and full of that wistful longing that comes with knowing that some love stories are never meant to exist in the physical world.

    It’s that very feeling that inspired my own take on a ghostly romance. My protagonist, Ivy Hearst, is a woman who can see ghosts—a gift (or curse) that puts her at odds with both the living and the dead. When she moves to Sleepy Hollow to escape a demon haunting her past, she takes up residence in the caretaker’s cottage at the historic cemetery. The catch? The cottage is still occupied by its previous caretaker—who just happens to be a ghost.

    Ghosts, grief, and finding home

    Like Mrs. Muir, Ivy is a woman seeking independence, a fresh start, and a place to belong. And like Captain Gregg, Jude (the ghostly caretaker) is a bit of a relic from the past—grumpy, territorial, and completely unprepared for a stubborn woman barging into his afterlife. Their dynamic echoes the slow burn of The Ghost and Mrs. Muir, but with an added layer of mystery and danger as Ivy’s ability to see spirits draws her into solving supernatural crimes.

    Beyond the romance, what I love about these kinds of stories is how they explore themes of grief, healing, and the idea that love (in all its forms) doesn’t end just because someone is no longer among the living. That theme runs through much of my work, whether it’s Rosie in Mosswood discovering that magic runs through her bloodline, or Bunny in the Death books finding herself entangled with Death himself. These women are all facing the unknown—sometimes with fear, sometimes with defiance, but always with sass and a determination to uncover the truth.

    Why I’ll always write about the paranormal

    Ghosts, spirits, and the mysteries of the afterlife aren’t just tropes to me—they feel real, tangible, and deeply personal. I’ve had enough unexplained experiences in my life to know that our world is full of things we can’t always see or understand. Maybe that’s why I can’t resist writing stories where the paranormal isn’t just a backdrop, but a living, breathing force shaping the characters’ lives.

    At its core, my Sleepy Hollow series (and the rest of my work) is about learning to embrace the unknown. It’s about standing at the edge of the supernatural and deciding whether to run—or to step forward and find out what’s waiting on the other side. So if you, like me, have ever felt a chill when there was no draft, or heard a voice when no one was there—maybe it’s just your imagination.

    Or maybe, just maybe, it’s something more.