Thank heavens January is over... I don't know about you, but I always breathe a sigh of relief when January is over. And this one seemed to be particularly gloomy, so I hope my newsletter finds you well and looking forward to the lighter days, in spirit, as well as hours of daylight. Just the one or two odd days we've had where there's been a teeny bit of spring-like buzz in the air has lifted my sprits enormously, as too has this… Because it wouldn't be spring without a new book to share with you all, and I hope, to look forward to. In fact, I'm calling it my book of hope. It's a book about grief. It's a book about family. It's a book about forgiveness. It's a book about love. It's a book about many things, but ultimately it's a book that proves that hope is just one of the things your heart can hold. It's out on the 16th March, but available to pre-order now if you want to go ahead and bag your copy now. |
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I lift a pale pink linen shirt from my case and the room begins to spin around me. I sink on to the bed. William’s shirt. The last one of his I have – soft, and still unwashed. I bring it to my face, the scent and feel so familiar, and the ache of longing deep inside of me rises once more.
Since the sudden death of her husband in a car accident, writer Louisa Adams has done her best to hold herself together. But every morning as she wakes to feel his cold side of the bed, seems even more painful than the last. And with William gone, she struggling to make ends meet, so much so that she has to give up their beloved home and move into the crumbling seaside hotel her daughter and son-in-law have just bought. But perhaps it might help put what’s left of their broken family back together…
Unable to write for months and with her career falling apart around her, Louisa is offered one final chance – to write an article on reclusive local sand artist, Isaac. Except that, when he turns to greet her – tall, handsome, weather-worn and wearing the same dusty pink shirt her husband once owned – her heart skips a beat.
But as she begins to learn more about Isaac, the man and his art, she finds herself drawn to the way he celebrates life. Finding in each and every day a little moment of Hope. Could they be the thing to show Louisa the path back to her own happiness?
But with her deadline fast approaching, the discovery of a drawing in one of Isaac’s sketchbooks exposes a secret that could tear her family and her heart apart all over again… |
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I'm also delighted to announce that After the Crash is now available to request from Netgalley. So if you have an account and would like to read and review an early copy, you know what to do! (Click on the photo, it will take you straight there!) |
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And just before I go, a wee reminder that The Mystery of Montague House is out now! I've been so overwhelmed by comments and feedback from readers - despite it being a massive change of genre for me, folks are loving it ❤️ If you'd like to buy a copy, just click on the photo and it will take you straight to Amazon to buy. |
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❤️ As always, my heartfelt thanks for your continuing support. Stay safe, remember always to look for tiny moments of Hope, and happy reading! Emma xx |
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