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I was invited over to Morton S Gray's blog today to talk about The Neighbour on Post Office Lane... 

Here's a link to the post HERE

Out 30 August 2026! Not long now! 

Have You Pre-ordered Your Copy?

I am majorly excited. The Neighbour on Post Office Lane is out 30 August 2026.

Pre-orders are coming in, which is making me feel loved, if truth be told.

I'm so nervous about putting this book out there, but it needs to leave my desk so I can work on my next project.

 
Have you pre-ordered? Or followed me on Amazon for the latest news?

I am even working on a Hardback for this book as, well, I thought, why the hell not. This will be my first book available in LARGE PRINT. (This might come out a bit later... unless I pull my socks up and get it sorted in time for 30 August 2026)

Pre-order HERE! 

Follow me on Amazon: here: https://amzn.to/4zc9AEG

How To Make An Author Happy

Seriously, the amount of emails I'm receiving from book reviewers, book clubs or book marketers etc about promoting my book(s). And it's got worse as most are now generated by AI.

If I thought for one instant it would boost my book sales... but sadly it just lines their pockets, not mine!

I've said it before, and I'll say it again: Readers are authors book reviewers. No author should pay for their book to be reviewed!

So if you do read a book, and you enjoy it, please leave a review.

It doesn't have to be war and peace. Just say in one or two sentences why you enjoyed it. And ideally leave it where you bought the book and maybe on Goodreads if you have an account.

If you hated it - you are only allowed to tell the author if they're filthy rich, famous or dead (ha ha!)

The Neighbour on Post Office Lane is out in paperback and eBook on 30 August 2026 - available to pre-order the eBook here: https://amzn.to/45GNJro

Tweaking Book Covers - The Neighbour on Post Office Lane

It's a little like spot the difference, but here's the two book covers I've been working on, one tweaked slightly for more prominent font and a couple of differences. 

Does it look better? 

Cover 1

Cover 2

Do you prefer Cover 1 or Cover 2? 

Now available to pre-order: https://amzn.to/4f3ScZD

Sneaky Peak inside The Neighbour on Post Office Lane

(Still working on the cover!)

The Neighbour on Post Office Lane isn’t quite who they seem. Rosie soon learns you shouldn't judge a book by its cover. Writing my hero felt like peeling back layers... some tender, some unsettling, all deliciously human.

Here's a sneaky peak...

A squeak across the patio window made her jump with fright. A man, wearing a dirty boiler suit with the sleeves cut off, was cleaning the window. Rosie realised it was the scruffy guy who’d dropped off John’s parcel earlier. His face and arms were dirty, and the water running down his arms left black streaks. If John hadn’t mentioned his name, Rosie would have thought he was a homeless guy Margot had taken pity on. So, he was Daryl? He spotted Rosie, and with an expression of surprise having arrived on his face, promptly dropped the wiper blade into the bucket and entered via the patio door, opening it with a swoosh, letting cooler air into the room. He did at least take off his well-worn leather boots and leave them outside, so not completely lacking in manners.

‘Margot said nothing about a window cleaner,’ Rosie blurted at him, hating immediately that she sounded defensive and abrupt. Her heart was still pounding in her chest from the fright.

‘Oh, I’m not a window cleaner…’ he said. There was that gruff voice again, like he smoked twenty cigarettes a day, but gentle too. It unnerved Rosie. ‘I clean Margot’s when I’m doing mine.’

‘Oh.’

‘So, you must be the granddaughter.’ He scratched his unshaven jaw. ‘If I’d realised earlier, I’d have introduced myself. I thought you were arriving tomorrow.’

So had Rosie but when Abigail had asked if she could start Friday, the hire car was loaded, and so she thought why the hell not just go. She couldn’t face Anthony turning up with her father at the house for a work meeting.

‘Yes, sorry, I changed my plans. I arrived yesterday evening.’ For a moment they both stood there awkwardly. ‘So, if you’re not really the window cleaner, who are you and how did you get in?’ She frowned, folding her arms. Parcel or no parcel, she wasn’t sure she liked that he could just walk in whenever he wanted. Admittedly, she hadn’t checked if she’d locked the patio doors this morning…

‘Yeah, sorry,’ he conceded, ‘I’m Daryl.’

‘Yes. I know,’ she said tersely.

‘I’m Margot’s neighbour.’

Available to preorder ebook here: https://amzn.to/4f3ScZD

I am working on the paperback too.