Kari Milburn's Blog

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My labour of love has taken many years, but at 2:30 yesterday morning, I woke up with a clear view of where my last couple of chapters should go, and I've been writing solidly since! It's now finished, and I am excited about the result.
It'll be sent out to a few Beta readers now, who will give me their thoughts and ideas (or, ideally, say it's ready to go to print).

Now comes the fun part of designing the cover...
Here's one idea. Does this make you want to open it up?

"Seeing that you can't wait to see the back of her, I thought you'd help her with the fare. Eight pound should cover it."

"Who the fuck do you think you are?" the man shouted, "I ain't giving a penny to that bitch!"

I took a deep breath to calm my temper. "I'm William Hunter, the taxi driver that you called to collect her, only she doesn't have any cash. I thought I'd ask you as you're so keen to see the back of her."

"Fuck you."

Sandra had radioed me with the details of the pick up. I was on the...

Where To draw The Line

At what point would you choose to step over the line between what is right and wrong? How much would it take for you to break the law to uphold the law? "I found Zoe crying in the street, soaked to the bone and covered with blood. She asked me to take her to the hospital. She later died and the man she named got away with it. He knew I was on to him. The police had no evidence, so I had to find it myself. What I uncovered was not just one murder, but a string of them. An...

George was freezing. He huddled under the scant shelter of a lean-to, his arms wrapped uselessly around him, shivering away, and he was completely miserable. He watched the snow drift to the ground, relentless in its pursuit of burying the city. It was doing well. Fourteen centimetres had fallen in the last hour and a half, and the usual dirt and grime was now wiped clean by a white that was blinding. 
Half an hour earlier, a man rushed past him and shouted something about 'gett...

I have started using a small notebook (though I need to buy a smaller one that will fit in my back pocket), in which I plan to record my observations.

In layman's terms, I have to jot down the daft and weird stuff that people do, so I stop forgetting them.
I'll also be making stuff up about people in it. I shall explain...

I took my mum to an Italian restaurant this week, and decided to create a character sketch based on our lovely waiter. I know nothing of him, can't remember his name, and cert...

I have always tried to be a good person.

I'm the one in the car in front of you who keeps letting people in, and who slows down for pedestrians to cross. I'm the one that may not have change for the homeless guy on the corner, but will offer him my sandwiches, or get him a cup of tea. I'm the one who randomly pays for the car behind me on the toll.

I hold open doors for people. I always remember to say please and thank you. And I never jump a queue.

I am polite and trustworthy.

Well, trustworthy...

For those of you following my Facebook page, Twitter account, Instagram account or Google+, you may have seen a few of these.... For those who don't, what do you think??!!

 "Life isn't like it is in the movies, is it?" she asked as she lit a cigarette with shaking hands. The tears had dried tram lines through her make-up, but she didn't care. Panda eyes were like war wounds to her. She been there, done it, and cried to prove it. She flicked her cigarette even though there wasn't enough ash to flick.I shook my head."Do you think that they know?" She took another long drag. "Do you think they know? How hard it's been? How hard it is for us?""I doub...

2013 has been a tumultuous year full of highs and lows. I published 3 books; Stirring up Magic, Where to Draw the Line and Whispers. My blog reached over 5,800 hits and my website over 3,300. I've had reviews all between 3 and 5 stars, and recieved royalities for my sales! Albeit, not enough to stop the day job, but they were there...

The lows have been pretty bad though. I started the year off in a job that I loved, a lovely house and a great car. Material aspects aside, I was happy. Then the...