Back in January, I set myself a challenge of reading 12 books in 2024. That may not seem like a lot to many readers, but it’s a realistic figure for me. I do struggle to fit in daily reading time around my copywriting business, working on my novels, doing family Read more…
Quite a lot of readers have asked me this question, so I thought I’d answer it here on my blog. Just in case you’re new to my writing, the Haven Chronicles series is made up (so far) of two books, Haven Wakes and Magic Bound. The third book is currently Read more…
There’s a long-standing tradition of romance playing a part in adventure storylines. Whether it’s the chivalry of King Arthur’s court or the love between Rose and the Doctor in Doctor Who, romance is often key to creating a rich and enjoyable plot. Done well, it can provide character depth or Read more…
It’s my first blog post of the new year, so I thought it was time to have a catch-up and reintroduce myself and my books. My name is Fi Phillips. I’m a fantasy author, freelance copywriter, wife and mum, and slave to a dog called Bailey. I live in North Read more…
One of the best things about the winter season, even when the weather is rainy and miserable, is that it gives us the perfect excuse to snuggle up indoors and get some reading done. And even if we don’t get snow – it came and went here in North Wales Read more…
November has rolled around so quickly, and the end of another year is in sight. So it’s time to look back at how 2023 has treated me. Here’s my yearly review. Book 3 of the Haven Chronicles I greatly admire those authors who can write novels quickly, but I’m afraid Read more…
“That was easier than I thought,” said Babs. “Too easy,” said Sheila. “He won’t be a happy chappie,” said Constance. “I don’t think he really does happy,” said Gwen. The Graveyard Tap sat, unsurprisingly, on the border of a graveyard. From there the main road in town led up to Read more…
“Expecting someone?” Sally handed out plates of food from the trolley. “Chicken drumsticks?” “That’s for me, dear,” said Babs. “We’re not expecting anyone, no.” “Meat pie?” “Me please,” said Constance. “Here you are. That gentleman by the bar’s been watching you all. Don’t you think he looks dapper? Or maybe Read more…
“Here they come. Seven pm on the dot.” Harold, landlord of the Graveyard Tap public house, nodded to the four elderly women as they sauntered in. “They’re not regulars.” Sally finished pulling a pint of ale. “They’re here every Halloween,” he said. “We always reserve the table by the fire Read more…
Autumn has arrived. The heat of summer has given way to an altogether more mellow climate. Like spring, autumn heralds a turn in the year, a handing over from the long, temperate days of summer to winter evenings that wrap us in cosy darkness. I like autumn and all the Read more…