Meet Me

I’m of the generation where One Tree Hill taught me all I needed to know about being a teenager. I sobbed when Judy died in Seven Little Australians. I was a child who was lucky enough to have my very own Faraway Tree to play in (thanks Papa). I grew up knowing that Ellie Linton was right and that books are (except in the most extreme cases) better than the movie. The Gilmore Girls will keep me company on days where I don’t want to exist for a little while, and one day I will get around to reading all the books that have been referenced in that series, just not the remake.

I previously had an active blog. However, I had family members subscribed, and I felt that I couldn’t be myself which created limited blogging options. I mostly read indie romances, and because of this, I have decided to embrace my anonymity and create a new blog – purely for my pleasure.

I have just moved to the East Coast of Australia (there is the most fantastic bakery not 200 metres from my house), and I love to travel. Seriously, I’ll drag my hubby anywhere.

When I grow up, I want to be Tami to my husband’s Coach. I agree that it is a truth universally acknowledged that a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife, even if he doesn’t know it yet. My husband was told when he married me I was worth at least two cows. He thought he was getting rich. In reality, my folks bought us a steak lunch. The only real talent that I possess is the ability to recite the words to Titanic and The Blind Side… Is this a talent?

I love being able to take a book everywhere and just zone out the world. (Plus you never know when your car or elevator may break down, and you have a few hours to kill). Because of my book love, I have been banned from bringing any more paper copies of books into the house unless I love them, so reading them on my Kindle seems like a good compromise.

Let me know if there’s something you think I will love, or want me to check out.