That story will never see the light of day without some serious sand blasting but it put me back on a path I’d wandered onto all those years ago.
Over the next few years I started and stopped a number of other stories but then I decided to get serious and the result was two category length novels and ten novellas in the next two years. Those stories, while better than that first attempt, remain hidden in a folder on the shelf behind me right now. I’ve thumbed through them a number of times since then, each time thinking I’ll re-write them but so far I haven’t. The novels may be the only ones to get a facelift. They’re solid in plot and when I read them I find myself wanting to re-write them, wanting to share those characters and their stories with the world.
I continued to write and read but in 2007 our lives, and my writing, took an interesting turn. Mr.C was offered a job in Singapore and we packed up the tribe and headed thousands of miles away from all we knew. The move meant I no longer worked outside of the house and at Mr.C’s insistence; I embarked on the next stage of my published journey.
Rhian is the alter ego of a stay-at-home mother of four. With motherly duties rapidly dwindling Rhian is able to make use of the fertile imagination she used to keep herself sane for all those years of slavery. Having spent some years living overseas and visiting tropical climates has helped inspire some steamy stories. With the help of Mr. Muse, Rhian spends her days writing and most of her nights as well.
When not glued to the keyboard you’ll find her book in hand avoiding any and all housework as much as possible.