Scotland, 1798. Amabel had not wanted to come to the remote highland keep of Caisteal Dun but her mother felt it was in her destiny to go there. Mamma was second-sighted but not even she could foresee the doom that threatened her daughter.
I was born and educated in Dublin. Following a three-year courtship conducted mostly by letter, I moved to Germany where I lived for twenty-five years before returning to Ireland. I have worked in the Irish and New Zealand public services and in the private sector.
I have a keen sense of history and of connection with the past which so often determines the present. I am fascinated by people. I love a good story, especially when characters come to life in a book.
I have always enjoyed writing, I love the fall of words, the shaping of an expressive phrase, the satisfaction when a sentence conveys my meaning exactly. I enjoy plotting and revel in the challenge of evoking a historic era for characters who behave authentically in their period while making their actions and decisions plausible and sympathetic to a modern reader. In addition, I am fanatical about language, especially using the right language as it would have been used during the period about which I am writing. But rewarding as all this craft is, there is nothing to match the moment when a book takes flight, when your characters suddenly determine the route of their journey.
Interesting and strange. I enjoyed the historical details and the weirdness was oddly fun. I’m not sure I’ll ever read a full length work featuring zombies, but this was a good one-off.
This little gem is perfect for a quick diversion. Amabel is haunted by dreams of her deceased betrothed, but her nightmares are nothing compared to what she discovers in the bowls of Casiteal Dun! This story is short, but has it all - a mother with second sight, a feisty heroine whose fear is less than her tenacity, an evil villain, and a dungeon full of horrors. I really enjoyed it.