Author J.L. Simpson describes herself as a diminutive English rose who was stolen away by a giant nomad and replanted in a southern land filled with gum trees and kangaroos. She quickly grasped the meaning of G’day and mate whilst steadfastly refusing all attempts to convert her to Vegemite. She loves sharing tales about unexpected twists of fate. Holding on to a steadfast belief every obstacle can be overcome, she spends her moments of solitude creating adventures where mystery and mayhem collide. Learn more about JL at her website.
A Cubist Faze
When I realized that a guest post would need to be something relevant to the blog I panicked. The days my husband doesn’t cook we eat take-out. I only go shopping for clothes with supervision because I have the worst taste in fashion, and craft is so not my thing. I failed art in high school!
However, here goes! I love the idea of art and craft. In my youth I used to bang around in the shed with a hammer and nails building things. Thankfully no one ever asked what my things were. My mum taught me to knit when I was very young, and my first niece was the beneficiary of my efforts. I even made clothes for my own children, but I no longer have the patience or energy.
In an effort to discover my inner Leonardo Da Vinci I took up sketching and painting with my husband. My kids laugh at my pictures. I’ve been told I’m in a cubist faze. Knowing I can’t actually paint something that looks real I prefer to stick to designs, and squares are cool.
All of my siblings are brilliant at art and craft but I am the black sheep. I’ve struggled to find a creative outlet that I can stick with long enough to master. I’m easily bored, and most things are repetitive and fiddly. However, I have finally found my niche, my thing, my creative muse. Writing. I love to make up stories. I can write about women who can do things that are beyond me or women who make my creative efforts look spectacular. I can take my stories anywhere I want and hopefully give people some escapism and a giggle along the way. I guess we all have a talent for something; it just takes some of us a while to find it.
Daisy Dunlop loves a challenge, but heir hunting is supposed to be easy. She can deal with anything her new job throws at her, except the bullets, bombs, and working with P.I. Solomon Liffey. Her husband's best friend is supposed to be looking out for her, but when she uncovers Solomon’s biggest secret, he's the one who needs protection.