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Teaser Tuesday MemeWelcome to Teaser Tuesday, where I share snippets from new and past releases and works-in-progress, and occasionally twist the arms of author buddies to do the same.

Life in the Hein house last week wasn’t quite as dramatic as the previous week but it was busy all the same.

On Saturday I headed down Sydney for the Australian Romance Reader Awards that night and an Australian Romantic Rendezvous booksigning on the Sunday.

It was a blast catching up with so many author buddies. I was lucky enough to sit at a big table of authors for the awards dinner and there was much chatter and laughter. Also HUGE cheers for Keri Arthur and Anne Gracie who were on our table and took away awards. Eddie and the Show Queen missed out on a gong, but that’s okay. It was thrilling enough to be nominated.

The Sunday signing was great too. I got to meet readers, give away some Scarlett and the Model Man bookmarks and talk books for an afternoon.

Here’s me at my table. Like my t-shirt? Very appropriate!

Cathryn Hein at ARR2020 booksigning

Yesterday it was back to the grindstone as I try not to panic over Serenity’s Song’s (working title) fast approaching deadline. I’ll get there, but it’ll probably be a close run thing.

I’ve already shared news about the release of my first boxed set in my newsletter and on social media, so it’s about time I posted about it here.

The First Levenham Love Story Omnibus is now live in all the online bookstores and looking miiiiiighty pretty, if I do say so myself.

This omnibus contains the first three stories in the series – Rocking Horse Hill, Summer and the Groomsman and Santa and the Saddler – which means hours and hours of reading pleasure and delicious happy-ever-afters. But what makes it even better is that by buying the boxed set, you’ll score these books at a serious discount to what it would cost to buy them individually. How’s that for a happy-making bargain!

To celebrate the omnibus’s release, I think it’s only fitting on this Teaser Tuesday that we share a snippet from one of the books.

Can you guess which book this is from?


The First Levenham Love Story Omnibus cover“Oh, Mum,” said Adrienne, “you didn’t.”

Granny B hoisted her chin. “I’m an eighty-year-old woman in fine fettle. I can, and will, proposition whomever I like.” She slid a look and wink toward the bridesmaids. “One even scores a yes every now and then.”


The answer is obvious, if you give it a bit of thought.

It’s from Summer and the Groomsman, of course! With Summer getting her first taste of the formidable and very naughty Audrey Wallace aka Granny B.

The First Levenham Love Story Omnibus is available now from your favourite ebook store, including:

Amazon.com | Amazon.au | Amazon.uk

Apple Books | Kobo | Google Play | Barnes & Noble

For more information on each of the books in the omnibus, including excerpts and how I came the write the stories, please visit their web pages:

Rocking Horse Hill

Summer and the Groomsman

Santa and the Saddler


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Wednesday Weekly Blogging Challenge: Characters Who Remind Me of Myself

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Welcome to the Wednesday Weekly Blogging Challenge, a year-long challenge set by the good folk at Long and Short Reviews that anyone can participate in. Want to see who else is playing along? Visit here and click on the Miscellaneous Musings link near the top of the page.

Oh yikes. This week’s topic is personal.

Characters Who Remind Me of Myself and Why

Well. *taps pencil against chin* I can certainly think of plenty I’d like to be, but remind me of myself? Tricky.

Very tricky.

Okay. Here’s one, and I feel like I should apologise for choosing a character from one of my own books but I’m not going to because the bottom line is he Horsemans Promise by Cathryn Heinthat Sophie from The Horseman’s Promise fits the brief.

And I do try to do as I’m told.


I should also probably apologise for sharing another horsey story (last week’s post was about the day I got my first horse) but… nah. Because HORSES!!

Eh hem.

The Horseman’s Promise was my debut novel, although back then it was simply titled Promises. Sophie is a once-troubled young lady who’s finding her strength, and who makes a deal with a neighbouring racehorse trainer to buy a steeplechaser of his that she’s seen jump and now has her heart set on.

Before I start, I want to make clear that despite some similarities, I’m not Sophie. She is, I hope, her own unique person. However, there is a scene in The Horseman’s Promise that I don’t mind claiming as ALL me.

I was quite young when I finished year twelve – only sixteen, which meant I’d be heading off to uni 400 kms away, having barely turned seventeen. No one was thrilled with that idea and it was decided I’d be better off taking a gap year. That was fine by me. I was more than happy to spend the year concentrating on my horses and growing up a bit. But a girl can’t flop about being a gap year lazy-Daisy all the time, she must work. At least, that’s what my parents insisted.

Cathryn Hein and her dad on horseback

Me and my dad at home. Dad is riding my ex-racehorse George and I’m on my other horse Dinks. With Milly the dog.

So I took a couple of jobs riding racehorses for local trainers. On my very first day at a yard not far from where I lived, I was plonked on the back of an old campaigner who was being brought back into work after a long paddock spell.

It should have been an easy ride and it was for most of the workout, but the circuit included a long uphill stretch before the home turn, where the horses were usually given free rein to enjoy an easy canter. Fine and dandy, you’d think. Except my horse didn’t feel like an easy canter. He wanted to go fast. Race fast. I was a skinny, just out of school seventeen-year-old and no match for a horse of this determination and though I tried, in this battle of strength I came out the loser.

We whipped around the tight turn toward home at a terrifying gallop and proceeded down the hill toward the yard at an out of control sprint, me clinging on for dear life and cursing that this just had to happen on my first day.

As we thundered toward the driveway, I could feel the wily old bugger lining it up. At the speed we were travelling there was no way we could safely make that turn. It would mean going from sandy loam to slippery compacted crushed limestone and I might have been young, with a teenager’s bulletproof mentality, but that didn’t mean I felt like taking a skid on half a tonne of horseflesh.

What to do though?

My dad as a jockey riding Beau Kudeen.

My dad as a jockey riding Beau Kudeen.

At some point during this mad dash I remembered my dad – an ex-jockey – telling me what he used to do when a racehorse bolted. He used to kick them on and on until they wore out. Admittedly it wasn’t much of a plan, but it was all I had.

And with that driveway seconds away, I was running out of time to do anything else.

So I pulled on the right rein with all my might to keep the horse’s head straight and kicked liked crazy, and drove him flat-out past the property entrance. There was a wobbly moment when we hit the crushed limestone but we crossed it without mishap and continued up the grass track until the horse worked out that unless he wanted to do another lap of the block, he’d have to slow down and turn around.

We arrived back in the yard panting and sweating as hard as each other to a welcome of teases about knocking the poor old horse about, and probably quite a bit of relief from the trainer. As for my biceps the next day… Ouch!

I was never put on that horse again. Which was a shame, because I would have liked another go. But maybe the trainer decided he didn’t need the heartburn.

I didn’t either, to be honest, but I’m bloody glad of the experience. Without it, my debut novel wouldn’t have had this memorable scene..

Okay, spill. What character reminds you of yourself?


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Teaser Tuesday!

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Teaser Tuesday MemeWelcome to Teaser Tuesday, where I share snippets from new and past releases and works-in-progress, and occasionally twist the arms of author buddies to do the same.

First up, news from the Hein house.

Sooooo tired!

Last weekend was full on, with two events over the two days. It was also brilliant. Trish Morey, Fiona McArthur, Jaye Ford and I had a wonderful turnout for our Coffee, Cake and Contemporary Women’s Stories events down at Lake Macquarie. So many lovely people! And as you’d expect with a panel of these ladies, there were lots of laughs to be had.

Here’s a piccie.

Attendee Jodie (L) with  Trish Morey, Fiona McArthur, me and Jaye Ford

Attendee Jodie (L) with Trish Morey, Fiona McArthur, me and Jaye Ford

Special thanks to Julie from Lake Macquarie Libraries for organising the event and to Lakeview Cafe at Speers Point for the venue and delicious treats.

Then on the Sunday it was off up the Hunter Valley for the inaugural Maitland Indie Festival with Jodi Perry and Michelle Douglas, where we spoke about publishing independently – the pros and cons and mostly how important is to be professional about it.

We were also hit by a nasty storm last Wednesday. It smacked right when I was powering along with Serenity’s Song (working title), and yes, I should have shut the computer down, but I was in THE ZONE and didn’t want to stop.

Yeah, you can guess what happened. The storm took out the power, with the damage particularly bad in my street, and stayed out for around thirty hours after something else went kaboom at 2am during repair work.

That was thirty hours of not knowing how much of my day’s work had survived. I was pretty confident it would be okay (I’m very particular about backing up my files), but it was still a nervous wait. Not helped by sponge baths, navigating the house by candlelight and trying to sleep with no aircon and the windows open, letting in all the repairmen’s noise. Although it did give us an excuse to trot over to our favourite pub for dinner.

In the end, Serenity’s Song was fine. The contents of our freezer, however, were not. Everything was partially defrosted. Rather than let all that food go to waste, Jim and I spent Friday and Saturday morning cooking up casseroles and making this delicious mango cake from defrosted mango pieces (highly recommended, this cake). And eating toast and bacon. NOT good for one’s waistline.

So I think it’s only fitting for this Teaser Tuesday that I share a snippet from the saved Serenity’s Song. Those of you who are part of the cool gang newsletter team will have already read these few lines, but I think you won’t mind if I share them here too.

It is only a few lines. Must keep that anticipation coming!


I will worry,’ she said softly. ‘You know I will.’

She made it sound like she’d worried before. He shook off the idea. Serenity loathed him. And she’d loathe him even more once they got out of this shithole and realised whose fault this disaster had been.


Serenity’s Song is a follow-on story to my Outback Brides novel, Elsa’s Stand. You can find out more about Elsa’s Stand here.


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Wednesday Weekly Blogging Challenge: My Favourite Memory and Why

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Welcome to the Wednesday Weekly Blogging Challenge, a year-long challenge set by the good folk at Long and Short Reviews that anyone can participate in. Want to see who else is playing along? Visit here and click on the Miscellaneous Musings link near the top of the page.

This week’s topic is a hard one.

My Favourite Memory and Why

I mean, from all the brilliant memories I have, how am I meant to choose just one? It’s like choosing your favourite book or song. Nigh on impossible.

So this won’t be my favourite memory but it sure is one of them.

The day I got my first horse.

I was ten and I’d been nagging my parents for a horse since I learned to say the word. I wouldn’t be surprised if I hadn’t nagged them before I could speak by stretching out my arms in a ‘gimme’ gesture whenever I sighted anything even remotely equine.

I love horses. Luuuuuuurve. To get one of my own was a dream come true. A cliché, yeah, but having my own horse was my dream. Nothing else mattered more.

My horse’s name was Mysty (note the romantic spelling). She was a two-year-old bay filly whose sire was a well-known stud thoroughbred. Her dam? The stud owner’s daughter’s pony. In other words, Mysty was an “oops”.

A few weeks before, Mum and Dad had taken me down to a property near Drumborg, just across the Victorian border, to meet her and it was love at first sight. She was the most magnificent creature I’d ever seen. Enchanted didn’t even begin to describe my feelings.

Oh, the excitement that she’d be coming home!

Mysty, me and Dad on her first day home

Mysty, me and Dad on her first day home. My first ride!

As you can imagine, when she did arrive I was beside myself. My own horse! And she was beautiful. Beautiful! More beautiful than any other horse that ever existed anywhere. And best of all she was mine. No more begging pats and rides from friends who had horses. No more fretting that I’d never have a horse of my own. No more crying over The Black Stallion books because I would never have a relationship with a horse like Alec shared with the Black.

My own horse. A miracle.

At only two-years-old and just broken, Mysty might have been a miracle but she was also completely inappropriate for a ten-year-old learner rider. But my dad had been brought up around horses and been a jockey in his younger years, and Mum used the justification that Mysty and I would be able to grow up together. Not smart thinking when it comes to horses. Usually, it’s a recipe for disaster.

Cathryn Hein horsing around

Me (left) and a friend, horsing around.

We were lucky though. So very, very lucky. Mysty was exceptionally gentle and sweet natured and whoever broke her in did a brilliant job. What followed was not disaster but years of fun and adventure and friendship, both equine and human from the world she’d opened up.

We did pony club, hunt club, trail riding club, dressage club, show-jumping club. We did horse shows, gymkhanas, and eventing across South Australia and Victoria. I even won champion rider in my age class riding Mysty at the Pony Club State Championships in 1986 (? – could have been ’85, I can’t quite remember). I also whispered all my secrets into her swivelling ears, cried into her silky neck, laughed at her funny behaviours (she once walked through the front door of our house), and dreamed a thousand daydreams while stretched out across her back.

She made my childhood exciting and special and magical. Mysty, my dream horse. A star.

What’s your favourite memory?

PS. If you’re curious about my top 5 horse stories, you can check out my list here.


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Teaser Tuesday!

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Teaser Tuesday MemeWelcome to Teaser Tuesday, where I share snippets from new and past releases and works-in-progress, and sometimes tempt author buddies into doing the same.

What’s been happening in the Hein house? A lot of staring at the computer, that’s what. I’m deep into Serenity’s Song (working title) and having a great time. This is an enemies-to-lovers story so forcing Serenity and Jesse together against their wills is very satisfying.

Authors can be mean like that.

I’m also getting excited about Scarlett and the Model Man’s release. Last week I picked up my bookmark order from the printer and haven’t been able to stop grinning at them. They look gorgeous!

Scarlett and the Model Man bookmarksAll personally signed print books purchased direct from me will receive one of these bookmarks in their pack – details on how to order will be in this week’s newsletter and later posted on my social media and this website.

If you want to be the first to get your order in, make sure you’re part of the cool gang and join my reader group here.

I also have some events coming up where you’ll also be able to score a Scarlett and the Model Man bookmark. First, on February 29th, at I’ll be at Lakeview Café, Speers Point NSW, with Fiona McArthur, Trish Morey and Jaye Ford for Coffee, Cake and Contemporary Women’s Stories. Details here.

And on Sunday, March 8th, I’ll be at Sydney’s Castlereagh Hotel for an Australian Romantic Rendezvous, a booksigning and reader event featuring special international guests Darynda Jones and Susan Donovan, along with a line-up of your favourite local authors. More info here.

Right. It’s Teaser Tuesday teaser time.

It’s only ONE MONTH until Scarlett and the Model Man releases. Wheeeeee!

A milestone that needs celebration, and what better way to celebrate than with a bottle of champagne? Oh, sorry. I meant with a teaser. The champagne is for later.

Just a teensy teaser, mind. I wouldn’t want to spoil your future reading fun.

In this scene, Scarlett is lunching with Audrey Wallace (aka Granny B) and discussing her difficulties with finding her perfect model.


‘I’d offer my grandson, Digby, but Jasmine—his girlfriend, Scarlett and the Model Man coveralthough I do wish they would hurry up and announce their engagement; this faffing about has gone on long enough, in my opinion—would be even more disapproving than Emily.’

‘Too pretty, anyway,’ said Scarlett, setting her chin on her fist. ‘I need someone good-looking without being pretty. Rough but not ragged. A perfectly imperfect man, like …’ She tried to think of an actor who’d match her criteria and instead caught sight of a man the size of a small country walking past the restaurant’s floor-to-ceiling windows. She pointed her fork in his direction. ‘He’d do.’


He he. So… who is the giant man walking past the window? You’ll have to read the book and find out!

Scarlett and the Model Man releases March 24th 2020. Pre-order your copy today from:

amazon.com | amazon.com.au | amazon.co.uk

Apple Books | Kobo | Google Play | Barnes & Noble

Booktopia | Angus & Robertson | Bookdepository

If you’d like to discover the inspiration behind Scarlett and the Model Man, check out When Life Becomes Fiction – The Story Behind Scarlett and the Model Man.


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My Favourite Reads of January 2020

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It’s time for My Favourite Reads again, coming to you a bit late this month. I’m on deadline with Serenity’s Song (working title) and those words must come first.

Ooh, where to start on my reading for this month? I loved every book I read but my favourite was…

Rock Bottom Girl by Lucy Score

Rock Bottom Girl by Lucy ScoreOh, I cannot express how much fun I had with this Rock Bottom Girl. It was a HOOT!

Funny, sexy and completely page-turnery, this small-town romance had me laughing, happy-sighing, occasionally sniffling, and whoop-whoop cheering.

I loved the eccentric characters. They were completely over the top but that’s what made them so brilliant. I adored the heroine Marley. She had hang-ups but she was tough and funny and nice, and smokin’ hot hero Jake was just delicious.

The moment I finished Rock Bottom Girl I went and bought Protecting What’s Mine. Can’t wait!

The Unquiet Bones by Mel Starr

The Unquiet Bones is the first in a medieval whodunnit series and a very good read.

Our hero Hugh de Singleton is the fourth son of a knight. Normally he’d be expected to take holy orders. Instead, Hugh decides to become a surgeon. Soon after starting up business he’s befriended by a local lord who asks him to investigate the death of a young girl.

This was a well-written, interesting and entertaining historical mystery, with plenty of twists and a lot of atmosphere. Most enjoyable.

The Christmas Party by Karen SwanThe Christmas Party by Karen Swan

I picked this up after reading a review from online magazine Beauty and Lace, and thought it sounded smack in my zone. And it was!

A contemporary women’s fiction novel set in Ireland, The Christmas Party follows three sisters as they cope with the fall-out from their father’s death and their own secrets and mistakes. Subtle romances add extra zing too.

Highly recommended. I’m going to keep an eye out for Swan’s 2020 Christmas story when the time comes.

The Silent Patient by Alex Michaelides The Silent Patient by Alex Michaelides

The Silent Patient has been a blockbuster release and sold a bazillion copies around the world. Naturally I had to find out why for myself!

Loved it. Great voice and wonderfully twisted and the ending? Faaaaabulous.

A very close contender for favourite read of the month but was pipped by Rock Bottom Girl because… romance!

The Maid, the Millionaire and the Baby by Michelle Douglas

So… my favourite Michelle Douglases so far have been A Baby in His In-Tray and The Million Pound Marriage Deal (my thoughts on both these books here) but I think The Maid, the Millionaire and the Baby has now taken the lead.

This book was simply gorgeous. Wonderful island setting, great heroine who was funny, sassy, capable and compassionate, and a gorgeous hero I wanted to hug to bits. I love it when alpha type heroes find themselves completely discombobulated. Warms my heart!

The Whisper of Silenced Voices by CJ ArcherThe Whisper of Silenced Voices by CJ Archer

Regular readers know what a CJ Archer fan I am. I’ve been gobbling down her books since I picked up and was hooked by The Last Necromancer.

This After the Rift series is my favourite so far. I just love it. It’s a bit grittier than the other series I think, and I’m a bit disappointed to learn that the series will be finishing soon. But that’s okay. I’m sure that whatever CJ releases next will be even better. Total fangirl, that’s me!

Anyway, The Whisper of Silenced Voices was as fab as I expected, and I look forward to seeing how Josie and Dane fare in The Temple of Forgotten Secrets.

Afraid by JA KonrathAfraid by JA Konrath

Gawd, I love JA Konrath’s dark thrillers. They are such a blast. You can read my thoughts on his previous novels here.

Like the other Konrath novels I’ve read, the premise of Afraid is completely bonkers. A helicopter crashes outside a small isolated town and the killing starts soon after. The tag for the book reads: WELCOME TO SAFE HAVEN, POPULATION 907… 906… 905… I reckon that gives you the picture.

Loved it. Afraid may not be everyone’s thing but it’s absolutely mine. Next in my sights is Trapped.

Trouble in Nuala by Harriet SteelTrouble in Nuala by Harriet Steel

I’m a sucker for a cosy mystery and Trouble in Nuala was lovely.

Set in Ceylon in the 1930s, Trouble in Nuala introduces us to Inspector Shanti de Silva, a local man married to a former English governess and who must balance the needs of his Ceylonese kinsmen with that of the country’s British administrators.

Nuala is a sleepy town but like Midsomer (from the famous Midsomer Murders series), there’s a lot more going on beneath the surface.

I really enjoyed this and have bought the next three in the series.

Ooh! Looks like you can pick up Trouble in Nuala for free right now. Go get ’em!

For the writerly

The Secrets of Story by Matt BirdThe Secrets of Story by Matt Bird

This is now my favourite writing craft book. I cannot recommend it enough. It’s brilliant.

The Secrets of Story is not only full of practical advice, it’s also inspirational and the checklist at the back is a real bonus. Unlike a lot of the craft books I own, this won’t be stuck on a shelf and ignored. I plan to refer back to its wisdom often.

This is what my copy looks like – sticky notes and underlining everywhere.

My copy of The Secrets of Story by Matt Bird

Go buy The Secrets of Story. Seriously, you won’t regret it.


What were your favourite reads of January? I’d love to hear!


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Wednesday Weekly Blogging Challenge: Types of exercise I enjoy

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Welcome to the Wednesday Weekly Blogging Challenge, a year-long challenge set by the good folk at Long and Short Reviews that anyone can participate in. Want to see who else is playing along? Visit here and click on the Miscellaneous Musings link near the top of the page.

This week’s topic is going to be short and fun. A bit like me, really.

Types of exercise I enjoy

Oooh, this one is easy-peasy and won’t come as a surprise to anyone who’s read any of my bios.

I am a golfer.

Not a very good golfer, mind, but I’m out and damn proud.

Playing Golf at Port Fairy Golf Links

Golfing in the winter at Port Fairy on Victoria’s wild south-west coast. Golfers do it anywhere.

It can be a dangerous sport though. No, don’t you laugh. It can! I’ve given myself a few injuries in my golfing career.

One of the most dramatic was a black eye when the ball I struck hit a tree branch which broke off and clobbered me in the face. I dropped like a schoolcase and was convinced my eye had burst because of the masses of liquid pouring from it. It hadn’t, thank god. It was just watering. The black eye was impressive though.

But get this… The ball landed on the green and when I’d finally recovered I putted it in for par (a good score, for those non-golfers out there).

I also managed to smack myself with my own ball once. I was on the eighteenth tee and had had a bad day, but it was the last hole and with it came a chance to redeem myself.

Yeah, right.

My tee shot hit a concrete path edge and ricocheted straight back at me, leaving barely time to turn aside. The ball struck me on the shoulder like a bullet and oh, the pain! It was so bad it outdid the ignominy of being whacked by my own ball.

I don’t usually lose my temper on the golf course but I spat it after that. Picked up the horrible white thing and trumped to the clubhouse in a (perfectly justified) huff.

When the bruise came out it was patterned with golf ball dimples. Very pretty. Not.

Then there are the golfer’s and tennis elbow injuries and the countless times I’ve banged the steel head of my putter into my shin or ankle bone.

Black snake basking in the sun

A sunbaking blacksnake at my old golf club Glenmore Heritage Valley, NSW.

And snakes. Snakes love golf courses and being Australia they’re not harmless snakes either. I came within a foot of running over a taipan with my buggy in Townsville (north Queensland) once. My other half nearly had heart failure. Mind you, so did I when saw how close I was.

See? Very dangerous sport. But excellent exercise.

You should try it.

No, really. It’s fun. Promise.

What’s your favourite exercise? Book reading doesn’t count!


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Teaser Tuesday!

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Teaser Tuesday MemeWelcome to Teaser Tuesday, where I share snippets from new and past releases and works-in-progress, and occasionally twist the arm of an author buddy to do the same.

Before we get on to today’s snippet, a bit of news from the Hein house.

I’m working on a seekrit project. *Cue evil snigger*

Actually, I’m working on a couple of secret projects but as I’m juggling them with my fast-approaching writing deadline for Serenity’s Song (working title and sequel to Elsa’s Stand) most aren’t getting a lot of attention. I hope to share at least one bit of this news with my newsletter subscribers soon so watch out for that.

If you’re not part of cool crowd, join here.

Other than that, it’s very much a case of what we authors sometimes call BISHOK, which is a rather ugly looking acronym for Bum In Seat, Hands On Keyboard.

Although I was naughty last weekend and tried out this Gordon Ramsay recipe for Mango, White Chocolate and Passionfruit Parfaits. Soooo bad but oh, soooo gooooood! Dead easy to make too. Gotta love a recipe you can whip up in minutes and looks and tastes brilliant.

Speaking of brilliant

Heeeeee! See what I did there? I am the segue queen!

Eh hem. Anyyyywayyy

Today’s Teaser Tuesday excerpt is brought to you by Eddie and the Show Queen. But we won’t be featuring Eddie (gorgeous hunk of manhood that he is) or bright, bubbly Alice. Nope, this snippet is about Scarlett Ash, star of Scarlett and the Model Man, up for pre-order now and a book you won’t want to miss.

Close-up of the male model on Scarlett and the Model Man

Cover detail from Scarlett and the Model Man. included purely for illustrative purposes.

Nothing to do with that Mr Bare-Chesty model blessing its cover. Nothing at all.

And I have not been running my finger over that image when Jim hasn’t been looking either.


Mr Bare-Chesty is very tasty though.


Err, where were we? Oh, yes. Our excerpt.

In this scene, Alice has driven town matriarch and champion nose sticker-inner Audrey Wallace out to visit Scarlett


Scarlett was as eye-popping as her artwork. Her clothes were simple – khaki camouflage-patterned cargo pants, heavy lace-up work boots, and a black, paint-splattered fine-wool jumper. But it was her hair, eyes and skin that made her spectacular. Everything seemed overdone, from the cascading dark curls to the greenness of her eyes and the porcelain beauty of her face. Dramatic and finely drawn, like her art, and probably just as complicated.

Eddie & the Show Queen coverAlice also suspected she was more than a little drunk. A cosy-covered teapot sat on a bench, along with a sugar bowl and a half-empty bottle of gin. Having greeted Mrs Wallace with undisguised mistrust and Alice with strange interest, Scarlett now paced the studio, sipping from a delicate teacup and sliding narrow glances at Mrs Wallace as the older lady flicked through canvases.

‘I don’t do free, as you well know, Audrey.’

Alice had no idea what the relationship between these two was, but the use of Mrs Wallace’s first name suggested a long association. She hoped that was a good sign.

‘This would be a favour.’ Mrs Wallace smiled in a way that reminded Alice of a politician. ‘To me.’

Scarlett’s gaze sharpened even further. ‘Calling one in, are you?’


Yep, she’s a tough cookie, our Scarlett.

Eddie and the Show Queen is available now from these stores:

amazon.com | amazon.com.au | amazon.co.uk

Apple Books | Kobo | Google Play | Barnes & Noble

Booktopia | Angus & Robertson | Bookdepository

Pre-order Scarlett and the Model Man here:

amazon.com | amazon.com.au | amazon.co.uk

Apple Books | Kobo | Google Play | Barnes & Noble


I’ll have news on how you can order personally signed print copies of Scarlett and the Model Man in my next newsletter and later here on this website. Stay tuned!


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Wednesday Blogging Challenge: Books I re-read or want to re-read

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Welcome again to the Wednesday Weekly Blogging Challenge, a year-long challenge set by the good folk at Long and Short Reviews that anyone can participate in. It’s not too late for you to play along either. Interested? You can learn more about the blogging challenge here.

This week’s topic is another beauty.

Books I re-read or want to re-read

It used to be normal for me to re-read books. My copy of Jilly Cooper’s Riders is so wrecked from being read so many times it’s creased and grubby and has a cover held together with packing tape, and my copy of Well Groomed by Fiona Walker isn’t much better. My collection of Wilbur Smiths was the same (I could not get enough oRiders by Jilly Cooperf those Courtneys!).

Re-reading was normal because one, I couldn’t afford to buy new books all the time and two, other than the library, my only source of books were local bookshops. Now, bookshops are marvellous places but they can’t stock every book, and nor should they. Which meant that whenever I ran out of money or books that turned me on, it was back to the ones already on my shelf.

In the early 90s I had a brilliant local bookshop that I would visit every few weeks, sometimes more. I travelled a lot back then and spent many weeknights in boring hotel rooms and needed books to keep me sane. It was a small bookshop with limited shelf space, but a highly curated fiction selection. Thanks to their recommendations I read some extraordinary stories during that period. Many remained on my keeper shelves for years and were enjoyed again and again.

In the early 2000s we moved to Aix-en-Provence in France and my book collection went into storage in Australia. Aix had several fabulous bookshops but only one that stocked English titles. I became a frequent visitor to Book-in-Bar (yep, it was a bookshop with a bar – heaven – and I still have booksmarks from there). The selection was great and compared to Australia the books were incredibly cheap, which meant lots of stocking up on new goodies. Then along came Amazon UK and an even greater book selection, and a period where I really got into romance novels and couldn’t buy enough of them. When I was banned from buying more books (it was getting a bit silly and we couldn’t ship them all home), it was back to re-reading.

Fast forward to my first e-reader, a Sony PRS that I bought in 2010 and that pretty much ended my re-reading days. Unless it’s a cookbook (I re-read those babies all the time) or a writing craft book (ditto), it’s now quite rare for me to re-read. I’m simply too spoiled for choice.

Rare, but not unheard of. Which brings me to my list.

Here are some of the books that I plan to re-read.

Watchers by Dean KoontzWatchers by Dean Koontz

I read this book years ago, in the early 90s, and loved it. It stars a dog and I’m a dog person. Not just any dog, mind, but the dog we’d all adore to have.

I gave my print copy to charity during a clean-out in one of our many house moves and recently purchased it again in ebook, which means I can read it with lovely big print. An important consideration when you have crappy eyesight like me.

It by Stephen KingIt by Stephen King

Scariest book I ever read (or re-read). It’s about time I had the pants scared off me again.

Again, another book I’ll read in ebook because my print copy went the high-jump donkeys ago.

I’ll probably have nightmares and Jim will get cranky but it’ll be worth it.

A Place in the Hills by Michelle PaverA Place in the Hills by Michelle Paver

One of the few print copies that I’ve managed to hold on to. This is the book that cemented my love for the romance genre. It’s amazing. You should read it.

Even though she no longer writes romance, Paver remains an auto-buy author for me. Wakenhyrst and Dark Matter were brilliant and I adored her Daughters of Eden trilogy. So romantic. Sigh.

The Gargoyle by Andrew DavidsonThe Gargoyle by Andrew Davidson

Fantastic book. Read the opening scene and prepare to be gobsmacked.

I read this when it first released and was mesmerised by both the story and the way it was structured. I’ve had a story premise in my mind for about eight years that I’d like to structure the same… when I get around to writing it. No idea when that’ll be, but when I do I’ll re-read The Gargoyle for inspiration.

The Glittering Hour by Iona GreyThe Glittering Hour and Letters to the Lost by Iona Grey

I think Iona Grey’s books are beautiful and emotional and deserve multiple re-reads. Total fangirl.

If you’re interested in my rave comments about them, you’ll find my comments on My Favourite Reads here (for The Glittering Hour) and here (for Letters to the Lost).

This is only a small selection of the books I’d like to re-read. There are a bazillion others, but you know what it’s like. Too many books and not enough reading time!

What book(s) would you dearly love to re-read?


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Teaser Tuesday MemeWelcome to Teaser Tuesday, where I share snippets from new and past releases and works-in-progress, and love it when author buddies can be conned into doing the same.

With today being such a day!

First, news from the Hein house.

As you probably guessed from last week’s post, it’s been a bit hectic here. I’m back home from our short-notice road-trip to South Australia and once again knuckled down to Serenity’s Song (working title), and trying not to think about its fast-approaching deadline.

Which always makes me think of that Douglas Adam’s (of Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy fame) quote: “I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by.”

I’m not sure I do. I hate being late for anything. Gives me the heebie-jeebies!

Enough of that. Back to our most excellent guest.

I am absolutely delighted to host fellow Hunter Valley author Lee Christine on today’s Teaser Tuesday. You may know Lee from her Bindarra Creek and Mindalby rural romance novels, Shadows of the Heart and A Daughter’s Choice, or her romantic suspense novels In Safe Keeping, In Safe Arms, and In Safe Hands.

Lee has a new crime novel out and, wowsers, does it sound good. Loaded with atmosphere, intrigue and great characters.

I was lucky enough to attend the launch of Charlotte Pass last weekend and it was a fantastic event. Lee spoke so eloquently and passionately about the story, how it came about and her love for writing suspense that we were all left eager to get our hands on a copy. Which I now have. Rah!

Here are a couple of piccies from the day.

Lee Christine talking at her Charlotte Pass book launch

Lee being excellently interviewed by former Sky News reader and journalist Nicole Webb, entertaining us with her tales of writing Charlotte Pass.

Lee Christine with author buddies Kaz Delaney, Michelle Douglas and me.

Lee (centre) with (L to R) author buddies Kaz Delaney, Michelle Douglas and me.

And here’s Lee to tell you more about Charlotte Pass and to share a snippet. Make sure you read right through to the end. There could be a giveaway!


Lee Christine authorThank you so much, Cathryn, for having me on your blog today.

Well, here we are almost midway through February already, and hasn’t it been a challenging few months for many Australians? My heart goes out to everyone suffering from the devastating effects of the bushfires and drought which have been wreaking havoc on our beautiful country for months.

Hopefully, as we move into the last days of summer, the temperatures will be kinder, and the much needed rains will come. If the mercury stays high, you can always turn on a fan or the air-con, pour yourself a long, cool beverage and curl up with Charlotte Pass, a crime novel with romantic elements set in an isolated village high up in the snowy Australian Alps.


Ryder loosened his fingers on the rear grab handles, enjoying the surge of adrenaline as the snowmobile roared up Mount Stilwell. The late afternoon sun cast long shadows over the ski runs, but it was the view inches in front of Ryder that held his interest. Vanessa was leaning forward, the medic symbol emblazoned across her back, her upper body constantly in motion. There was a graceful physicality to the way she manoeuvred the snowmobile through the wooded terrain, avoiding the areas of loose deep snow where the machine was at risk of getting stuck.

The gradient increased as they neared the site and Vanessa slid back on the seat. She wriggled forward, putting an inch or two between them, only to slide back again as they climbed higher. With his spine pressed into the snowmobile’s backrest, Ryder had no room to move. Not that he wanted to. Eventually, she gave up fighting gravity and stayed put, her bottom resting snugly between his thighs.

Charlotte Pass by Lee ChristineRyder smiled at his good fortune but forced himself to focus on something other than the woman pressed against him. Instead, he inhaled a deep breath of freezing air and thought about Lewicki’s unexpected arrival. Ryder had been relieved to see his friend. Lew’s historical knowledge of the case would be invaluable, though he’d have to be prepared to take a back seat, which would be hard for someone with Lew’s temperament. Flowers had been doing some decent work, and Ryder didn’t want Lew upsetting their fledgling partnership because he was so invested in Celia’s case.

Ryder caught sight of the granite boulder through the trees and then the grave site came into view.

‘I hope this doesn’t prove to be a waste of time,’ Vanessa said, unclipping her helmet as they climbed off the snowmobile a few minutes later.

Ryder tried to keep his expression neutral. A waste? Never. Riding pillion behind her had been worth every second in the freezing cold. His body hummed with nervous anticipation, and it wasn’t because he was about to look at something called a tree well. He managed a casual shrug as they walked towards the tape. ‘It’s always best to check things out.’

He lifted the tape so she could duck underneath, then followed her into the cordoned off area. The snow was deeper away from the trails, and despite his calf-length hiking boots, Ryder sank to his knees in the snow.

‘Be careful here.’ She moved tentatively towards the base of the ancient gum. Snow weighed down its foliage, the lower boughs resting on the ground. Ryder watched as Vanessa squatted and took hold of one of the smaller branches. Even before she’d pushed it aside, he could see the circular void that had formed around its trunk.

‘Let me hold that.’ He squatted beside her and she let him take the weight of the branch. Pushing it out of the way, he leaned forward and peered down into a wide, deep hole.


Oooh, I wonder what Ryder is about to find down that hole? I guess we’ll all have to read Charlotte Pass and find out.

Grab your copy today from:

AmazonApple Books | Kobo | Google Play

Booktopia | Bookdepository | Angus&Robertson | Dymocks

Now, as alluded to in the intro, we have a


Charlotte’s Pass is set in an isolated, snowed-in village during Winterfest celebrations. I don’t know about you, but finding dead bodies is not my idea of a good way to celebrate winter. I’m pretty sure we can come up with plenty of other ways.

So, for your chance to win a paperback copy of this fantastic new Australian crime novel, share in the comments how you love to celebrate winter (or would like to) or a winter celebration that you’ve experienced and enjoyed and you’ll be in the draw.

Me? My favourite way to celebrate winter is to cook comfort food. Slow-cooked soups and casseroles, rich and muscular with flavour. Decadent desserts featuring chocolate or caramel, or fruit like apples and pears. And red wine and Guinness. Mustn’t forget those.

See? Too easy. So get sharing!

Please note: Giveaway closes midnight AEDT, Friday 14th February 2020. Australian postal addresses only.

If you’d like to learn more about Christine and her books, please visit her website. You can also connect on Facebook and Twitter using @leechristine59.


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