Midlife Strikes Books

Broken hearts and fresh starts. The winds of change are about to sweep me off my feet… The good thing about rock bottom is that things can’t get any worse. After walking in on my husband in flagrante with a young nurse I’d been mentoring, I packed my bags and got out of there. I wish I could say I boarded a plane to start again somewhere tropical, but when you get to my age you tend to have too many things anchoring you to one spot. My ‘new life’ was going to take place roughly two miles away from my old one. Forty, financial un- stable, and fumbling my way into a new career courtesy of the run-down motel my grandmother left me in her will. Then fate intervenes. A body in the motel pool, a town full of people pointing fingers at me, and my only alibi? A ghost that keeps telling me that I’ve come of age, whatever that means. Who’s gonna believe me though? I’ve heard people say ‘life begins at forty’, but if I don’t want that to be a life sentence for murder , then I better figure out what happened on Saturday night. A dusty old box of books in my attic might hold some answers… I’m going to have to save myself, because no one else is going to do it for me. Life has changed, and now when adventure calls, I answer. Age is just a number, after all.

Broken hearts and fresh starts. The winds of change are about to sweep me off my feet… I hadn’t stepped foot in my grandmother’s house since the funeral, but after some persuasion I decided to pay the place a visit. It seems that I wasn't the only one. There had been a break-in, and the thief didn’t leave empty-handed, in fact they took something of enormous value that needs to be recovered immediately or the entire town could be in danger. A Pandora’s Box of paranormal pests? Oh please. The gravity of the situation hit home when a body washes up on the shore of Kettle Island. A young woman found bundled in sheets with two puncture wounds on her neck. The witches know exactly what killed her, and if we want to prevent another vampire attack then we’ll need to act fast. My new boyfriend – if you can use that word for a man with greying hair - wants to introduce me to his daughter, which is weirdly the scariest thing going on right now. I figured a little hike out to the island would help clear my head, but something was calling me… pulling me deeper and deeper into the trees until I found something that didn’t make sense… a building that shouldn’t be there. It’s time to get to grips with those newfound powers because the family name has put a target on my back, and the dark forces that have escaped will stop at nothing to seize control. And to think I expected that life would slow down in my forties…

When you get to my age you can’t convince your friends to help you move by bribing them with a few slices of pizza. Even though my friends are witches that could easily get the job done, I’ve been forced to pack up all my own boxes and have them driven across town. In every direction there seems to be another problem that needs fixing, especially in this old house I’ve moved into. Despite my grandmother’s ghost insisting that it was a waste of money I had every intention of hiring an interior designer, or at least that was the plan until I stepped into a local design studio and found that the owner had been murdered. The façade that Kettle Harbor is an idyllic seaside town is beginning to crumble, and if I can’t round up the paranormal pests that are plaguing this place then we risk revealing our magic to the locals. It turns out that the victim's ghosts is haunting the crime scene and is less than cooperative, but if I help her figure out what happened then maybe she can help me choose color schemes for the dining room, it’s worth a shot, right? Whispers of a werewolf on the loose have captured the imaginations of local hikers, prompting my friends to take action. We soon learn that the rumors are true, and this creature’s bite is much worse than its bark. I have so many questions, but not many answers. Oh, and there's a new police officer in town threatens to ruin everything. I’m in over my head, but thankfully I’m not in this alone.