Cooking the books with frit-lit

Kitchen scales for a King

Okay – you write a hot sexy action romance novel. So what? These days everyone’s mother is an author. So – you think about what people do on this planet. They work blindly and hopelessly trying to please insatiable faceless bosses. They declare wars and pour hate on the other tribe.They divide and sub divide tribe so there’s always an enemy. They work out how to keep money in their own pocket. They work out how to get it out of the other guy’s pocket and into theirs. If you wanna applaud that endless circus leave now! Still there? Here’s the real deal of ennobling human experience.

There’s nothing better than a nice tart.


They have loving unselfish sex. They hunger, dream and eat. They taste and worship the other.  This is my department of life. Oh yes – they savor and flavor. They concoct and consume. They tempt and create longing. They mystify and reveal. Their appetites come together in bed and in the kitchen. Forget the wars and and greed. Love and eat. Eat and love. Dip in to the juice of the others and their tribes and know the true meaning of life, belief and human joy. Fellow wo-men  – scrape off all the dividing junk food you’ve been fed all your lives. Take off and bake off. Fly and get hot. 

Fuel your passion with a meaty sausage



No decent romance novel should ignore food. I’m not talking here about chocographic flavored encounters of the flesh. This kind of stuff is for the sun bed sugar daddies of sclerotic friterature. I’m talking the food and flavor of sexy love. Whether it’s a rich sausage toad in the hole, silky salmon slither or tantalizing tart, it’s all food for love. 

In my latest book SHANNON’S LAW, boy do they eat and love. The front burner of unleashed passion needs to be fed and fanned. There was only one thing a dedicated novelist and philosopher could do. There’s no formula for love – but there’s a recipe for passion. Nothing but an accompanying cook book would do. If those lovers you’re following can taste it, so can you. Whether it’s a heart revealed raw in Venice or a canteen meal in a south London police station, the food of love in SHANNON’S LAW is now a sister book. It’s a munchin’ of luncheon, its an eye full of trifle it’s a stuffed heart palpitating with love. It’s COP’S KITCHEN.


Every erotic moment of sexy passion shared is in the novel. Every morsel of tender taste is in the cook book. It’s more than love. It’s the love of love itself expressed in perfume, aroma and appetite. It’s the front line and burner of desire.

If you want to check out how to get the absolute fuel of total world saving love, follow Shannon’s Law on Facebook or Pinterest or join my mailing list and get a free copy of Cop’s Kitchen. (shipping after 28th Feb).



Emma thinx: Books are hotter than any fire that can burn them.

A Fanfare for the launch of The Love In A Hopeless Place Collection

Why blow your own trumpet if you can blow your own trombone? On Sunday I had the very chance to get up there and show the world my glissando. The clip shows me performing the Muppet Theme.

The trombone fanfare announces the launch of my 


There are five stories included in this ‘boxed set’. The theme is that of life and love among folk at the poorer end of society. My impression has often been that working class life is less examined by fiction than higher income groups. The more beautiful and educated are more appealing. Suave heroes and elegant heroines tread the world in pursuit of high ambitions. All the while there’s a guy pushing a broom and a woman packing boxes in a warehouse. Sadly these days the term “working class” often means those with no work or those clinging to marginal insecure jobs. There are the illegal immigrants who pick fruit, prepare meat, prop up the sex industry and rinse the rice for our gourmet restaurant dinners.

In my life I have been drawn to these situations. Seeking to be a writer I have chosen not to have a career path but to work in food processing plants, warehouses and as a bus driver. There is passion, colour and humour in these places. These stories represent what I feel has been the best of my experience. 

Here are just a couple of words about each title.

Sub Prime – This has been a successful prize winning piece for me. A guy down on his luck gets some casual work and encounters those far less fortunate. He has to examine his strength of character and is never the same again.

The Chosen – Two guys at the margins of society have very different ambitions. One is a cynical survivor. The other is a believer in the dream of wealth and success. They unite in a desperate throw of the dice. It’s about luck, winners and losers.

Escape To Love – A woman faces a future bringing up her handicapped child alone. In her past lies an abusive relationship from which she has escaped. When her child is rescued by a man on the run, she has the chance of a new life and love. Can she trust her own judgement? Could a new lover entirely trust her?

Angela – This is a true short story. What we believe in often affects what we see or how we interpret what we have experienced. A chauffeur encounters an enigmatic client at a point of indecision in his life.

Love In A Hopeless Place – A working class woman has settled into a resigned acceptance of the second half of her life. Suddenly she learns something about herself and of her true possibilities. Change can often engender passion and violenceA chance moment brings everything down around her and brings even further surprises.


The Love in a Hopeless Place Collection is available on Amazon Worldwide.


And of course, there is a competition. All you have to do is spot the differences…

1)How many differences are there between the first and second pictures?
2) Who is the elegant sophisticated glamour model posing in the third picture?

Enter your answers here to win your own copy of the collection and a customised iphone 5 case.



Hear some more tunes from the band as the  ‘Blowing My Own Trombone Blog Tour Continues’….

20th July Sheryl Browne
21st July Nicky Wells
23rd July Miriam Wakerly
26th July Patricia Sands