Author: susanjeaton

I shall be at The Booksmith in Weedon Bec on October 30th for the launch of The Second Corona Book of Horror Stories as I have a story, ‘The Toyshop’ included.

I have just finished proof reading my novel so it’s now one step nearer completion. I think it’s about time you pre-ordered it from Amazon. https://www.amazon.co.uk/Woman-Who-Was-Not-Wife/dp/0993247229

My first novel has arrived on my desk. Throughout the process of writing I have had great faith in the outcome. I hope I have been justified.

Taken from her garden Brangwen leaves behind a her family and a comfortable life style for the harsh reality of an alien planet. A planet capable of sustaining life as we know it produces beings who are recognisable in both appearance and nature – and human nature can be very cruel. Unfortunately for Brangwen there is no political correctness to support her and what passes as the police force leaves a lot to be desired.

Brangwen finds herself a slave with no rights and the only people she can turn to are a strange pair of co-joined semi androids who make sure she stays out of trouble with the locals.

Liaisons between slaves and the indigenous people is strictly forbidden but human nature being what it is Brangwen finds herself pregnant by her owner. Rather than face a hideous death they make plans to vanish. Do they make it?

You’ll have to buy the book.

http://www.coronabooks.com

https://www.amazon.co.uk/Woman-Who-Was-Not-Wife/dp0993247229

I don’t know what happened to Saturday. It just vanished in a whirl of domestic activities and procrastination. I forgot about the vine creeping into the bedroom until I drew the curtains last night.

I didn’t bother today. It’s Sunday and I went to the 16th century for change of scene.

Friday

It wasn’t there when I went to bed. I’m sure of that. I would have seen the tendrils as I drew the curtain. It stays light so late at this time of the year. I’ll have to cut it back as soon as I have time. I don’t relish the prospect.

It took more years and more blood sweat and tears to turn an idea into a novel I considered worth publishing.

I could sit, quietly unfocussed during important staff meetings, and consider the next chapter only to find that by the time I got home the idea had morphed into something entirely different and then a frantic period of re-writing would ensue. All this was in the midst of sorting washing, binning, sorry, filing the mail or making tea. I did try leaving it to my husband but he was continually asking what to do next that it was easier to join him and we would work together.

Eventually, through mundane tasks, illness, disaster, operations and even loss I managed to finish my novel. This book has been my escape, my saviour, my dream. I love my new friends who wanted to be included in its narrative. I want to share this new world with all its foibles and recognisable traits, some nasty but others splendid.

Have you ever wondered what happens to people who disappear without a trace? Those who are never heard of again?  Try ‘The Woman Who Was not His Wife’ for size and see how it fits. It will be published in September 2018.

I thought writing the book was hard but as someone who cannot even see the point of writing my thoughts and fears in a diary I find that getting out there on social media is painful.

Follow me and listen to how I manage that over the next few months.

As a girl growing up in Northamptonshire I was fascinated by such authors as Ray Bradbury John Wyndham and Terry Nation. As well as science fiction I do love a well written psychological horror story. Now retired after years, too numerous to recall I intend to go on journeys to places real and imagined – and some – well, that’s for you to see.

Thank you for joining me.