Again, time got away. I promise to try to do better. The good news is that I have started Book 4, but it’s not the one I planned. I’ve still got that one in the pipeline and will be starting on it after I finish the first draft of this one. For the present I have no cover, but ideas are bubbling away in the background.
Xelma will be moving out of her comfort zone, and will end up in Charters Towers looking for a missing Ringer. Of course, Donkey puts in an appearance, as does Ryan. You will meet some new characters and learn to love, or hate, them. As for Ryan, WELL…
By the way, if you’ve never visited Charters Towers, an hour and a half S.W. of Townsville, you should do your self a favour. It is historically significant and the old centre is picturesque and charming. Old buildings abound and open-hearted people will welcome you.







What’s that? You want a little taste? I don’t know…I don’t like to give too much away. Oh all right, just a little from the opening page.
Xelma sat atop Donkey’s bare back, in a side-saddle position, as they made their lazy way up from The Park Hotel/Motel at the beginning of Mossman Street towards Charters Towers’ town centre. She was dressed, as usual, in a flamboyantly coloured caftan with a matching turban-style head-dress covering her bald pate. Two different size gold hoops hung from each ear, and in the top of each ear a small diamond stud glinted in the morning sun. On her feet a pair of sandals of quality, brown leather completed the ensemble. Donkey had only a rope around her neck, which Xelma held loosely in her hands resting on the animals’ back.
Locals and tourists alike, slowed and gawked at the pair. Some of the cheekier ones leaned out and took photos. A couple gave her a thumbs up.‘Looks like you’re a hit in The Towers,’ Xelma murmured to Donkey, who nodded her head.
What do you think? No mysteries yet, but a quick re-introduction to Xelma and Donkey. would you read on?
I have get on with the rest of my life, so see you next time.

