Remember Loretta?

Loretta bit her lip and took a deep breath before she peered into the keyhole and slid the pick into the narrow opening. “You will open for me,” she murmured. “I DREAM OF JEANNIE meets THE CHRONICLES OF NARNIA.” — feedback from the Launchpad judging panel. To everyone who supported my book when it made…

Daddy Long Legs and a pang of fear

Yay new chapter! (If you are just joining you may want to start here) Daddy Long Legs and a pang of fear. J R Manawa. Their first dance came to a close. Or possibly it was second, third or fourth. Nadine wasn’t so sure, but what she was sure of was the fact that she…

The Pauper Princess

So, can’t lie, this is the moment I’ve been waiting for, and at the same time, it annoys my because now I need to know what happens next… An Undead Christmas Carol. J R Manawa. The Pauper Princess … Somewhere in the depths of the grand chateau, an ancient cloak with a deep chime tolled…

Dear Nadine…

Here we go, a bit more of a tale for you! Nadine, alone, in Paris on Christmas, waiting for Caleb… An Undead Christmas Carol The things we do on Christmas Eve … “Dear Nadine, My brother and I have caught an earlier train, some minor family issues to sort. You will be met by a…

“Excuse me, Miss Morrison?”

It’s Christmas Eve!!! Eeeek. Does this mean Nadine will be on her way to Paris to attend a Vampire Coven Summit? An Undead Christmas Carol. J R Manawa. “Excuse me, Miss Morrison?” … Before Nadine knew it, it was Friday afternoon. She’d finished work for the year and was more than pleased that she had…

“The perfect guy?”

So, has Nadine met the perfect guy? I’ll let you decide…. An Undead Christmas Carol. J R Manawa. “The perfect guy?” … Nadine had lied about meeting a friend. The small, internal voice of fear had kicked in, combined with a desperate need to end the awkward conversation. Once she had rounded the corner and…

You can’t handle your lingering human emotions

Chapter 8, in which the plot thickens….. 😀 An Undead Christmas Carol. J R Manawa. You can’t handle your lingering human emotions … The Vampire watched her go. She didn’t turn back again. As he mulled over the thoughts in his head, he chewed his lip. He wasn’t quite sure at what point it had…

And thanks for the ride home…

Okay, I was out for a few days, best intentions and all that…but there was just sooo much to do. I got to work with an awesome team of stage managers at Wembley to pull this off; Which was amazing 😜 …and afterwards I was pretty much just tired. Very tired. But here we are,…

I told you, I’m not a goth.

When you meet someone, and they put you in a box….😑😒 An Undead Christmas Carol. J R Manawa. I told you, I’m not a goth…. … “I’m not a Goth!” Nadine had snapped at him, only a few minutes into their casual conversation on the dance floor. “You all say that.” Caleb laughed. She grinned….

A tick in all the boxes

Chapter three of our tale, in which we deal with the “meet cute”, except it wasn’t that cute….. An Undead Christmas Carol. J R Manawa. A tick in all the boxes. … After the birthday boy had been laid to rest in his perfect white coffin with the silver handles and dark blue satin interior,…

Brothers in life, brothers in death

Because every good vampire has a shadow-filled past, and an undead companion, whom they must both hate and love. Life after death is complex. An Undead Christmas Carol. J R Manawa. Brothers in life, brothers in death. … “Did you hear me when I suggested that you ought to go after her?” Levi asked again….

An Undead Christmas Carol

Hey London! I’m back! What a headlong collision into Christmas madness, and snow!!!! Apologies in advance, for two reasons. One, December is going to be a cascade of posts and liveliness. Videos, travel blogs and stories. And it’s been far too long since I annoyed the hell out of all of you with a regular…