Thursday, 26 March 2015

Frozen in Time: Alimanti series

Frozen in Time
Alimanti series

I have a new release coming soon that I am both nervous and excited about. 
This will be my tenth solo published book and what is even more special is that this book is a the first book in a brand new series, so of course I am nervous about people are going to react to it.


you are aware, I am mainly known for my Erin the Fire Goddess series and that particular series came about because my eldest daughter had asked me to write a story because she was being bullied then one night I went to bed and dreamt up chapter 7, then it went from there. 
I have lots of writing projects but I always get pulled back to my EtFG series because the characters are so familiar and they call to me so frequently, but then my youngest daughter came to me and said 'Will you write a story for me too?' Of course I couldn't say no. All she asked was that I included lots of snow and huskies. The rest I could do with how I wished.
The problem was is that my EtFG series is named after my eldest daughter and in the book she has a sister named after my youngest, so I had the dilemma of what to name the book and/or what to name the main character. I wanted my youngest to know that this book is named after her and with her having an unusual name I asked around what they thought of me naming my main character after my daughter which is the exact same name as another character in another book. Because the problem I had is that I did not want people thinking that this book was a spin off series from EtFG, because it isn't, and I was assured that as long as people knew this then it wouldn't be a problem.
Originally when I started writing this book it was full of sadness of a young orphan girl. I had no intent of adding anything paranormal to the book at all, but that didn't go to plan. My eldest called out noooooo because she really wanted to read a non paranormal book, but sometimes.... okay a lot of the time... the characters dictate to you. 
As I was writing my daughters read along with me. After reading the first chapter my youngest daughter started crying. I mean she was a snot filled, blubbering mess. I ended up crying as I had to explain to her that none of it is true.
So eventually it started to pull itself all together and in the run up to completing this I wrote just over 40k words in one week. Seriously that is a record for me and if I can write like that every week then I could publish 1 or 2 books a month. Can you imagine that?
So the cover.... I originally wanted blues and purples. Something simple, but something that stood out. As I continued writing I thought that maybe I should use a model for the front cover, and as my youngest is too young I chose my eldest. The only problem is that every time I looked at the pictures I took of her all I saw was EtFG, and I wanted this to be complete separate. If I am thinking of it then of course so are my readers.
Then I went back to thinking that I want something simple with no model on the front. I couldn't figure out what, but by the time I had finished writing the book I realised that I had the title of the book and the title of the series the wrong way round. As soon as I altered these I knew exactly how I wanted the front cover to be, and with some help my vision became true. I love the finished result and I hope you do too. 
Here it is:

So you are probably wondering what this book is about and I tried to summarise it in a blurb the best way I could but blurbs are not my forte. So I hope that you like the sound of it.


At the age of 14, Kasey-Ray Thompson lost her mother to cervical cancer. Her father, the one person she needed to be there for her, was spiralling into the depths of depression. Just when she thought her life couldn’t get any worse, he died a year later.

Kasey-Ray's whole world has come crashing down around her leaving her an orphan. The only relative she knows is her gran who is in a care home with Alzheimer’s. Her hopes of staying in Scotland with her best friend Lauren and her family are quickly dashed when a woman from social services announces that she is going to stay with a grandfather she had never met. Even worse, he lives in a small town called Alimanti, thousands of miles away in another country.

Her grandfather’s cabin is in the middle of nowhere. They have no electricity, no internet, or any other modern technologies. As if that wasn't bad enough, her new school is almost two hours away.

Kasey-Ray has lots of questions and her grandfather is refusing to answer them. He has clocks everywhere that go off at the same time every day, 4:30am, and Kasey-Ray can’t figure out why. 

She sees a man in the woods who tells her that he shouldn’t have brought her here because they will take what is hers. What does he mean? 

Kasey-Ray needs answers before time runs out.

And that is it. I really hope you like the sound of this. Please feel free to share your thoughts :)

Friday, 6 March 2015

Defcon Darcy Release Tour


Fisher Stanton, Valley High School’s Nantucket wannabe, has a cheating girlfriend. When he hires Darcy Walker to chase her to a local club, in true Darcy fashion she stumbles upon a dead body. Thing is, this body has secrets...and Darcy’s mysterious friend, Jaws, and the reporter, Tito Westbrook, have a vested interest. Both enlist Darcy to find the person responsible who has eluded them for years, but Darcy doesn’t solve crimes for free anymore—especially where Jaws is concerned. Knowing Darcy’s Achilles heel, Jaws blackmails Darcy into working for him.
In a true test of wills, Darcy and Jaws battle head-to-head—Jaws needs Darcy to help him end a bitter grudge war; Darcy needs Jaws to divulge the mystery surrounding her mother’s death. Haunted by a past that shaped her present, Darcy will stop at nothing to get answers. Even if it means breaking the law and being disloyal to her new boyfriend, Dylan Taylor, in the process.
DEFCON DARCY gives Darcy’s demons a name and ties up loose ends that made Darcy into the verb that she is. What she thinks she knows as truth, isn’t. What she wishes wasn’t true…is.
The problem is, when your life goes DEFCON 1, not everyone lives to tell about it.

Defcon Darcy

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When you’re a verb, you don’t always plan your excursions; they just sort of happened. This was the first trip, I admit, that I had to plan. The time ticked at eight o’clock. Murphy and Marjorie had just pulled into the driveway from a trip to the library. To safeguard against getting busted, I clocked in with Murphy five minutes ago and told him I was with Dylan. I clocked in with Dylan and told him I was with Murphy. Wearing commando-black, my lucky hat, and Chuck’s, I quietly lifted my second story window and shimmied my way down the bare maple tree. Jogging to the entrance of BTCC, the air cut through me like a sharp knife on butter.
In the spirit of duplicity, the sky was two-faced tonight like the moon. The east was cloudy, the west a midnight blue with a blanket of stars. I jumped up and down as the chill settled into my muscles, and at fifteen minutes past eight, Vinnie’s pink VW Bug sputtered to a stop in front of the big buffalo sign I hid behind.
This was what I liked about the misfits—when you told them to masquerade as someone else or break into private property on the sly, there were no questions, only a “What time?”



My Review:

I can not honestly remember how I came across reading this series but I remember after reading the first book I needed to get it on paperback.
The whole series is so different from what I normally read but I have to say that this book is in a league of its own.
Darcy Walker is a character that I love. She acts without thinking and can get bored so easily. 
On the outside Darcy can come across as having a hard shell but on the inside is a scared and insecure girl. In this book we get to see this vulnerability really show.
There are so many questions answered in this book.
I cried - a lot - with this book. I cried because of what was going on, what Darcy was saying, when Dylan cried. Now let me tell you about Dylan. At the beginning of this entire series I was not his biggest fan. In fact he annoyed the heck out of me because I thought of him as a control freak but after reading this series..... wow. I wanted to give him a hug and tell him everything will be okay.I wanted to hug Darcy and tell her not to worry and that she is a brave girl.
Ivy I wanted to shake. Seriously the girl annoys me but this book made me pity her.
Jagger made me think ooooo scary.
Ben.... well Ben.... what a fantastic character.
This series is truly one of the best series I have read in my lifetime. The author seems to have poured her heart and soul into this book and after every book I always wonder how she could top the last. This book was no exception.
Honestly I am sitting here now, after reading it, and wondering what to do next. 
Darcy's world is truly a place you want to be part of. You can easily get lost in her world. 
Thank you A.J Lape for this fantastic series. I series that I don't want to end and a series I would love to see as a movie.

Tuesday, 24 February 2015

Eternal Illusion by K.S Haigwood & Ella Medler

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Chapter 1
Lost in thought, Abe ran a loving hand over Ariana's swelling belly, then grinned when she stirred from sleep and blinked lazily up at him. Wrapping his mind around that – not only had she been his wife for over three months, but was also carrying his child – was too much of a dream come true, one he never wanted to wake up from.
"Good afternoon, Mrs. Cambridge. It's fifteen after one."
Nuzzling closer to him, Ariana yawned and let her eyes drift shut. "Five more minutes."
He snickered against her hair and then kissed her forehead. "Take all the time you need, baby, but I have a feeling Becky and Janie will—"
Quick and persistent tapping on the chamber door cut off his words and had him rolling his eyes in irritation.
"—knock on the door soon," he finished through a clenched jaw, his mood swiftly turning sour at the lack of private time the island's residents allowed him to have with his wife. "I can kill them, you know. Nobody will find their bodies. I swear it. Did I ever tell you that I'm a shark whisperer?"
Ariana giggled as she pushed against his body, and when he tried to grab her, she threw a pillow in his face and scrambled out of bed.
He fell back to his own pillow, defeated. "We are going on vacation. No cell phones. No knocks on the door—unless it's room service—and, best of all, no distractions."
Laughing as she opened the door, Ariana greeted her friends with a hug and took the coffee Janie held out with a sigh and a gracious smile. "I love both of you so much."
Abe huffed as he glared at them. "You just saw them yesterday. And you don't need that caffeine; it's bad for the baby."
Ariana took a long sip and winced as the heat bit her tongue. "The only thing that's bad for the baby is my blood pressure going up when his or her father fusses over me too much."
Abe blanched, and started to throw back the comforter to go to her, but thought better of it once he caught sight of Becky and Janie looking at him. Unlike Ariana, he hadn't dressed after making love the night before.
He exhaled in relief as he studied the growing smirk on his wife's face. She was the only one who could, quite literally, drop him to his knees with only a few words. He kept waiting for the spell she had him under to wear off, but with each day that passed, he had only grown more mesmerized by her charm.
Abe raised an eyebrow. "Come here, devil woman."
"Abe," Becky said, laughing. "There's no time—er… take all the time you need, Your Highness," she said quickly, when his mouth flattened into a thin line and his teal eyes locked on her, daring her to say one… more… word.
He would burn that damn clinic to the ground before he would allow anyone to take even one more minute with her away from him. She already worked too many hours as it was. It had started out being only five, but then had swiftly moved up to six, then seven. He had drawn a line at eight, but, more times than not, Ariana stayed at the clinic up to ten hours, even against his wishes and constant phone calls.
He tore his piercing eyes away from Becky and they softened as he met Ariana's smile.
She set the cup down and crawled up on the mattress and into his awaiting arms. She stared into his eyes as her fingers brushed back the hair hanging over his ears, reminding him it was time for a trim. That would take all of fifteen minutes, so what would he do with the other four-hundred-sixty-five minutes she would be out of his sight?
He had some ass-chewing to do, that's what, and he was going to do that first.
"I'll be back before you know it, Abe," she said sweetly, almost convincingly, but he knew better; she'd been telling him that every day since she’d started working, and it had never, ever been true.
Even though he knew arguing would get him absolutely nowhere, he still pleaded his case. "Stay here," he whispered. "Take the day off. I could use a little healing myself." He grinned devilishly.
The only answer he got was a small smile and a long kiss. Abe wrapped his arms around her and pulled her across his body, rolling with her until she was lying on her back and he was looking down at her beautiful face.
He knew she wouldn't concede to his wishes today, but that wouldn't stop him from trying. He had faith that one day she would.
"Sunset, Ariana. Please. I have something I want to show you."
She laughed. "I just bet you do."
He tucked a strand of blond hair behind her ear and softly kissed her lips. Lingering a breath away, he spoke so only she could hear. "It's sort of important and special. It's been in the works for several years, but it's almost complete now. I didn't want to mention it until Roger said you could see it. He sent me a text last night, but you were too exhausted after work, so I didn't say anything. I don't think I can keep from telling you what it is until your next day off, so please don't overwork yourself today, and try to get out of there by eight." He paused for a moment. "And eat light for supper; I'm taking you out afterward."
Ariana's eyes narrowed to thin slits, but there was amusement in them that she couldn't hide behind her fake anger. "You know how much I hate surprises."
Abe knew she could have searched his thoughts in one instant, so he quickly rifled through his memory for the lyrics of Mary Had A Little Lamb, just in case. Mindreading was one witchy trait that could be both a blessing and a curse, but thankfully Ariana tried not to use it too often. For that, he was grateful. It was bad enough that he couldn’t keep his hands off his wife for more than five minutes. Keeping his thoughts off her would be downright impossible.
He kissed her quick and moved away, so she could get up and ready for work. The quicker she left, the quicker he could let out his aggression on someone who couldn't paralyze his vocal chords. "You'll like this one. I promise it won't embarrass you."
"Can we come?" Janie asked, the petite girl nearly jumping up and down at hearing about something new and exciting on the island.
Abe chuckled. "Yeah, you can come. Bring someone, if you like," he said, knowing that Janie had been spending quite a bit of time lately with Ryan from maintenance, and would more than likely want to bring him along. It was killing Lance to see her with the guy, but since he had been the one who let her go, there wasn't a whole hell of a lot he could do about it but mope.
"Who else is going?" Becky asked with a sneer.
Abe shrugged nonchalantly, but he knew she was inquiring whether Will, his brother, was going to be there, and possibly be with Katrista, the girl who had flown to the island on the back of a minion from Hell under the orders of Apollyon, the demon who damn near took Ariana away from him in more than one way.
Just thinking about that night made him want to wrap Ariana in the tight cocoon of his arms and never let her out of his sight, but that had been almost three months ago, and they hadn't seen or heard from the guy since his descent back into Hell. Gloria, their personal guardian angel, was checking in on a regular basis, but she hadn't sensed any evil hanging around the island, either. It was still a struggle to relax, but Abe knew how Ariana hated to be smothered, so he forced his worry from his features, for her.
"I'm not sure, Becky, but if you think I'm going to tell my brother he can't go just because you'll be there, then you don't know me very well." He ignored the hurt look in her eyes and slapped Ariana's butt when she crawled over him to get out of bed. He chuckled when she yelped.
After hearing the shower come on, he looked back to the two girls standing in the middle of his bedroom. "Would the two of you mind leaving? I'm about to go shower with my wife, and Ariana threw my boxers across the room last night."
He smiled as the two girls immediately avoided eye contact, their faces turning a bright shade of pink in embarrassment at being in the same room with their naked king.
"Go on. Ariana will call you when she's ready to leave. I can't promise you'll be on time for work, so you may want to leave without her." He stopped and huffed when they only stood there with sullen expressions. "What? She isn't yours; she's mine. Go!"
Tripping over their feet, both girls turned and ran for the door.
With a smile on his face, Abe threw back the cover and jogged to the bathroom. He could only see the top of Ariana's wet head, leaned back into the steamy shower spray, eyes closed as she basked in the warmth of the water. He tiptoed around the tiled wall that separated the shower from the rest of the bathroom, and had her in his arms before she even opened her eyes.
Ariana smiled as he touched his lips to hers, and Abe noticed that he couldn't fit his body flush to hers any longer, not with his young growing so rapidly within her womb.
He ran one hand over the soft skin of her belly and pulled her mouth to his with his other by the nape of her neck. A low moan escaped her mouth and he drank in the ecstasy like a wino who had just found a forgotten bottle of eighty-year-old wine in the cellar.
She gasped for air when he released her mouth to devour her neck and that little spot below her ear she loved for him to kiss.
"Abe," she panted. "I'm going to be late for work."
An approving growl rumbled from his chest as her hands slid down to his hips. "Damn right, you are. I told Becky and Janie to go on without you, that you would be there when you damn well got there."
She laughed against his mouth when he claimed ownership once again. "You are such a king."
Lowering his head to explore more of what she had to offer him, he looked from one tempting mound to the other, and finally decided to take the left rosy nub between his lips and softly massage the other with his hand. Decisions, decisions. It was a tough job being a man in love. He often thought he needed at least one extra mouth. Wondering vaguely whether Ariana might be able to witch it on his body, somewhere, he focused on the task in hand.
Ariana's lips parted, and he smiled when a rush of pleasurable sounds echoed off the walls of the bathroom.
With his other hand free, he ran his long fingers over the cheek of her ass, down the back of her thigh and pulled her right knee up to his hip. He wasn't worried about her getting off balance and falling. He had her. He had all of her.
His head jerked up and he crushed his mouth on hers just as he slid through the soft folds of her sex and into his most favorite place to be.
His jaw clamped shut and his hand shot out to brace them against the shower wall when her muscles tightened around his erection.
"Yeeees!" The cry escaped her throat and her nails clawed the skin on his back, but he pumped into her, keeping a steady rhythm and watching her expression as the orgasm threatened to rip through her body. "Abe…" she said, winded, and grabbed his biceps, squeezing the thick muscles and making him grin, "I—I need…"
"I know, baby. Just let it go." He jerked his hand from the wall, pulling her other leg up, and just like a pro, she hooked her ankles at the small of his back and took all of him. His knees damn near buckled.
Aiming to get his own release by the time Ariana's climax was over, Abe growled and quickened his strides. Her body quaked all around him. He was almost there. He was there.
"Take my vein," Ariana whispered.
Pulling a bit back from the rush, he blinked the water out of his eyes and looked down at her in confusion. Sure enough, her head was tilted to the side and her wet hair was moved away, baring her neck and that throbbing vein to him. He jerked his head away, trying to ignore the instant bloodlust and the anger that was quickly boiling up inside him.
"No," he said shortly.
"Abe, please. You need it. I want you to."
He stopped moving inside her and set her feet on the wet tile. Grabbing a towel from the hook on the wall, he threw it around his waist, tying it extra tight, so just maybe it would cut off the circulation in his erection and deflate the damn thing.
"Abe! Where are you going?"
"Not now, Ariana." He threw open the bathroom door and walked into the bedroom, and wasn't a bit surprised to hear she had followed.
"What did I do? I don't understand why you're acting this way. Talk to me, damn you!" she shouted when he only stood at his closet and shoved hanger after hanger to the right. Hell, he wasn't even sure what he was looking for.
He stopped and let his arm fall, but didn't turn around. "You know how I feel about using you as a meeker while you're pregnant. We've had this discussion before, Ariana. Hell, we've even fought about it a few times, but you don't seem to understand or maybe you just don't care; I don't know—"
"You think that I don't care about my child?" she said, and Abe turned around, the muscles in his jaw doing the same workout they did every time their conversation led to him feeding from her. "How can you even say that?" she snapped. "If I felt, in any way, that you taking the amount of blood from me that you need would hurt the baby, I wouldn't ask you to do it." She pointed to her chest, and fury burned throughout Abe's bones. "I know it won't hurt the baby—"
"But I don't!" he roared, causing her to flinch. He shook his head and reached into the closet, grabbing a random shirt and a pair of jeans. When he looked back at her, he was a little calmer, but not much. "I don't know what is good or what is bad for the baby, Ariana, but I can't imagine taking anything from you that the baby needs could ever be a good thing. I won't do it."
He ripped the towel away, and to his delight, either the terrycloth or his pissy mood had done the job, because Mr. Happy wasn't so happy anymore. Without wasting time going to the dresser for boxers, he just shoved one leg at a time in the jeans then buttoned and zipped the fly. After throwing the shirt over his head and pushing his arms through the armholes, Abe finally made his way to the dresser to grab socks.
"Abe," Ariana whispered, but he didn't look at her. He couldn't look at her when he was this mad, especially when it was her that he was mad at. "Abe, look at me. I have to go to work, and I don't want to leave you upset." He still didn't say anything.
Abe put his socks on and located his boots by the bar. Tying the sons of bitches wasn't going to happen with his hands shaking so badly, so he just shoved his feet in, grabbed his keys from the bar and headed for the door.
"Abe! Where are you going? The sun is out!"
"Go to work, Ariana. I'll see you later."
He jerked open the door, then slammed it shut behind him.

Interested? What? You haven't read Eternal Island or Eternal Immortality yet? No worries! I've got you covered! 

 Eternal Island:

Eternal Immortality:

Eternal Illusion:

Like angels, demons, vampires, werewolves, suspense, urban fantasy and romance? Check out K. S. Haigwood's other books.


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Wednesday, 4 February 2015

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Saturday, 31 January 2015

Another Life by Georgina Hannan - Cover Reveal

COVER REVEAL – Another Life by Georgina Hannan

Here is the cover reveal to Georgina’s next book – Another Life!

Blurb: Lily’s only escape from her tortured reality is the dream world, and the guy, she’s made up.
After trying to take her own life and surviving therapy her life moves forward as she begins university.

However soon her reality and dream world begin to merge and her once grey world takes on the adventure and excitement she always wanted as she begins to learn she isn’t who she thought she was and that her dream guy is in fact real.

Follow Lily on her journey of love, truth and self-discovery as she faces problems that would test even the strongest person.

Release Date: TBC - COMING SOON (keep updated by following one her links below)

#amwriting #amreading #YA #Fantasy

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Tuesday, 27 January 2015



Paper Gold Publishing is a royalty-paying publisher with international reach, where the focus is on the author.

Click on the link to see what we do, and help us spread the word. We are now open for submissions.

While I've got your attention, I would also like to introduce PGP's first traditionally published author:


WHEN-SHADOWS-FALL-FULL   I first edited for Bruce in June 2012. All I can say is that he is an author of huge potential, and absolute master of the craft, and his books are a joy to read. You will not want to put them down. I wholeheartedly recommend them. Over the years, Bruce's writing has won him the Life Changing Read Award, and his books continue to wow fans of the fantasy genre. Today, When Shadows Fall, the first book in the Small Gods Series, has been made available on all Amazon sites and also on the Paper Gold Publishing website. As other links become available, I will return to post them below, so bookmark this article or visit the PGP website to keep in touch with the latest news. Amazon links: US, UK, Germany, France, Italy, The Netherlands, Japan, Brazil, Canada, Mexico, Australia, India Paper Gold Publishing link: Bruce Blake's page with links to his books and excerpts from the books. Scroll back up to the top or use the links above to check it out.

Wednesday, 14 January 2015

Let's discuss bullying

I despise bullying, with a passion. So many of you already know this because of my book series and the fact that I have spoken out about this issue before now.
What I have never understood is why is you dislike someone so much do you spend the energy going out of your way to call them names.
I know there are people that I do not like, but would I go out of my way to call them names? No. I am mature enough to just ignore these people and if put in a situation where we need to speak I will be civil. So why don't other adults instill this in their children? This I have no idea. My eldest is being bullied. It has been off and on for years. These bullies have issues that they can no deal with so they take it out on my daughter because she does not stand up for herself. They are also jealous of my daughter. I hear them cry noooooo we are not jealous of her. Really? your actions do not portray this.

There are different types of bullying:

  • Physical
  • Verbal
  • Virtual (Social media etc.)

As a child, I was a victim of bullying. It is not a nice feeling and when you grow up you do not ever want your children to feel this way. So when it does it breaks your heart and you will do anything within your power to put a stop to it.
Now my daughter says there are 3 main ones in her school. One I don't know much about so I won't talk about. Another, who I know for a fact is a nice girl deep down. Then there is the main one - no I don't like and never will. 
This main one has big issues going on in her personal life and I won't go into them as that is not my place and I am writing this blog to address the bullying, but rest assured..... if this bullying does continue I WILL be naming and shaming. I will also be going to the police, papers and the governing bodies. Just take that as a little warning.
So let's discuss the main bully. Her and my daughter had a falling out in the first year and because of the bullies personal issues she got nasty with my daughter. I spoke to the girls foster parent and - it was a good conversation and she seemed like an okay person - she got the girl to write Erin an apology letter. After that they have bickered but not really been friends, but the snide comments have been easy to ignore, because we expect nothing more from someone like her. But this foster mother told me that if anything continues then I should speak directly to the school. 
Anyway there have been a few up and downs and hiccups along the way but nothing we couldn't handle. But this week my daughter put up a rather depressing status so I texted her and asked if this was just a poem or has something gone on. She was upset and luckily it was the end of the school day so she was just getting the bus home. By the time she got home she was really upset and explain how these three bullies had started saying things - all instigated by the main one. Then other girls started joining in.
Seriously, that right there ^ annoys the heck out of me. Are you that messed up that you have to use your personal issues in a way that you use my daughter as an emotional punchbag. Everyone else who joined in should be ashamed of themselves. Did your parents not teach you better? Trust me, if I approached all of your parents and I let them know the things you girls were saying and doing then they would (I hope) come down on you like a tonne of bricks. Because I know if my children ever belittled anyone there would be hell to pay. I will not stand for it. I will happily go all mama bear on anyone who hurts my girls with the nasty and vile things that spew from the mouths of wretched children with nothing better to do. This is exactly why I went to the school. I emailed them a list of 5 names who were involved. I will also happily continue emailing further names. That girl who sat outside the Maths parents evening last night.... yes I know you were involved too. That is exactly why I looked at you and you looked away sheepishly.
So before parents evening my daughter was in school and the main bully was snapping pencils whilst trying to get my daughters attention. Then she would say that my daughter made her snap pencils. Seriously? Do you realise how stupid you sound?
One Monday I made a big ranting status, I mentioned no names, but I tagged my daughter in it knowing full well that the people on her friends list would read what I put. Oh yeah they did. One girl even showed the main girl. Funny how they knew who it was. She even knew it was her. Guilty conscience?
The thing is, those people who sit around and watch this go on and say nothing are almost as bad. There is a lot you can do. You can stand up for my daughter in many ways. Tell the bully where to go for starters, or tell the teacher. You can tell the teacher in a way so no one even knows you have said anything. But to sit there and watch? Sorry that is out of order.
So parents evening last night. Oh yes that was fun. I made sure every single teach knew what was going on. Well the main bullies foster mother did tell me to inform the school so I did. But here is the thing. I had just stepped into the main schools foyer, which is fairly big and the main bully and her foster mum were there and not looking very happy. I smiled at the woman and asked if she would like a quiet word. She snapped and said no thank you. All I could do was laugh. Bad attitudes like that will get you no where. I may be angry with the bully but as a grown adult I am mature enough to speak to parents and discuss how we can resolve these issues. Obviously this woman can;t because she seems to use what goes on in the bullies life as an excuse. If this was the case for everyone then my daughter would be bullying everyone she could but no. My daughter does not allow her personal issues to get in the way of how she treats people. yes she is in constant pain but would she personally go out of her way to make someone else feel bad? no.
So today my daughter is in school and a few people, one being the second bully who I said deep down is a nice girl, along with a couple of others started saying that I cornered this parent last night.
I did? really? Was I sleeping? Next time please someone wake me up so I can see what I am supposedly doing. I was actually standing next to a school prefect ready to fill in some questionnaire.... just for those curious minds out there ;)
So today I made a youtube video and here it is:

So to summarise. If this bullying conditions I will be taking further steps to ensure that this is dealt with. Right now it is in the schools hands and I am hopeful that this will be dealt with in a swift and timely manner. In the meantime think before you speak.

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