Saturday 13th July 2019

It’s surprising how easy it is to let your on-line life run away with you.   I’m quite organised with my electronic files and photographs but blogs and websites? Well that’s a different matter.

For some time now I’ve been running two WordPress sites – one for my blog, the other for my books.  At times it has been difficult to manage both sites and if I’m honest with myself a bit silly to have split them in the first place.  As the blog has the higher number of followers and more views than the book site I’ve decided to close down Jo Lambert Books and transfer it over to  Jo Lambert – A Writer’s journey.



So for the followers I have on Jo Lambert Books who may not already follow my blog, please come on over and join me there where you can still access all my book details and any updates.

Best wishes




This year has been particularly busy.  Back in February I learnt my forthcoming debut for Choc Lit/Ruby would be published in June.  Since then so much has happened. It has a new title –  ‘A Cornish Affair‘ – I’ve been working on edits, a cover has been chosen by Choc Lit’s Tasting Panel and the book will be published on 18th June.

Alongside this I have been working on a new novel, this time set on the south coast of Cornwall and featuring three families with close ties.  At the moment I’ve completed the first draft, gone through one complete revision and am about to start a second. Holidays in a week’s time will interrupt that process but I find time away is good as I’m able to reflect on what I’ve done and whether I can think of any improvements. And no, I will not be taking the manuscript away with me, well only in USB stick form (which I always carry with me when away from the house) but I’m not planning to go anywhere near a computer – honestly!    By the time I return I’ll be ready to get back to work again, and of course, publication day for ‘A Cornish Affair‘ will only be a week away.  All in all a busy time, but I wouldn’t have it any other way!

headland8When I’m working on a novel, I try to take actual places or buildings as an inspiration.  They may end up with a fictitious name but it’s important I can actually ‘see’ the setting for my characters. In A Cornish Affair a hotel is central to the story.  Therefore when I began writing I looked for a suitable photo I could use.  One hotel on north coast of Cornwall which I was already aware of was The Headland which overlooks Fistral Beach.  The location, on a cliff overlooking the sea, was right but the building was totally wrong; red and beige brick, solid, square, it wasn’t anything like how I saw Cat’s ancestor Jago Menhenick’s creation.  I ran with it for a while, using the photo as my screensaver but it didn’t inspire.

Then, several month’s later while staying in Richmond for a few days I foundRichmond-wedding-2(pp_w900_h480) exactly what I was looking for. The Petersham Hotel, miles from
the coast, became the elegant Tarwin House Hotel with its wrought iron balconies and tower.  Jago had wanted to create a mansion to reflect his wealth in tin, copper and later china clay.  For him it had to be different; slightly alien to it’s environment. But most of all he wanted people to stop and admire this creation of his.  Built in 1865 The Petersham was described as ‘florid Italian gothic’. Various extensions have been added in the 1950s and 1970s – in line with the changes to my fictitious Tarwin House which had also been subject to extensions over the years.  All in all, it was a perfect match.

My current WIP is set on the south coast of the Cornish peninsula.  This time I’ve looked for inspiration in the landscape. A coastal estuary town which has been much easier to find. Every author has their own unique way interpreting sense of place when they write  and for me having something real I can relate to is essential if I am to bring a story to life.

So that’s it for May.  I’ll be back next month with more news….


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Yes, it’s here at last… the Cover Reveal for A Cornish Summer – my debut for Choc Lit under their Ruby Fiction imprint

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Are you ready for a modern saga set in a Cornish seaside town with family drama, a hint of mystery and romance? Well, you’ll have to wait until June! But you can check out the fabulous #coverreveal for A Cornish Affair by Jo Lambert Author today! Isn’t it glorious? 😍

A Cornish Affair will be published on 18th June on Kobo, Nook, Google . Apple iBookstore and is available for pre-order at Amazon on

Monday 7th January and it’s publication day for Wicked Game


Fashion designer Thérèse D’Alesandro has recently moved into Westhead Manor with daughter Felicia and stepson Marco. Joining forces with neighbour Ella Benedict, she is about to open a bridal boutique at Ella’s exclusive wedding venue Lawns at Little Court.

 Managing his father’s European restaurant chain, Marco has both the looks and charm to guarantee him any woman.  Any woman, that is, except the one he wants: Ella’s niece Charlotte.  Marco knows he should walk away as not only is she the most exasperating female he has ever encountered she’s currently in a relationship with rock star Christian Rosetti. But the chemistry between them is undeniable and sensing trouble brewing between Charlotte and the egotistical singer he is prepared to wait.

Charlotte’s cousin Lucy has discovered Christian’s guilty secrets – ones he has been keeping safely hidden from everyone. Determined to cause mischief and at the same time settle her own score with the arrogant star, she sets in motion a chain of events which eventually brings Marco and Charlotte together.

Thérèse’s husband Gianlucca has invited the granddaughter of an old friend to stay as a house guest while he undergoes heart surgery. Rossana Caravello is due to inherit the one of Italy’s premier vineyards on her twenty first birthday in September. Aware this would make an excellent addition to her husband’s international business portfolio, Thérèse plots to push the young heiress and her stepson together. Rossana is already besotted with Marco, but if the plan is to have any chance of success first she needs to get rid of Charlotte…


  Wicked Game was previously published as The Other Side of Morning.




A whole month has passed since my last update. This year has flown by and it’s difficult to believe that from tomorrow there are only 31 days left in 2018.

I have a busy end to the year.  When I left work five years ago I honestly believed that settling down to full time writing would see me balancing my time properly.  No more would there be a day job which shunted my writing into evenings and weekends. No, life was going to be far less busy.  Of course, that simply hasn’t happened.

Now I am probably as busy as I was when working full time.  Of course there are days when the writing has to take a back seat. Dental and GP appointments, getting my hair done, meeting friends, shopping or going out with my husband for our regular Tuesday lunch dates – predictably there’s always some non-writing event cropping up.  Although I realised these things were a natural part of my life at first I found it frustrating.  I wanted to hit the targets I had set myself and at the time that meant getting as much writing in as I could. What I soon learnt, however, was that you can have writing overload and taking these intermittent breaks can actually improve your work.  You’re fresher when you come back to the PC. Your thoughts are clearer, you feel more enthusiastic and you have a clear map in your head of what happens next to move the story on.

Of course there is more to this new life than simply writing novels.  I also run an active blog and produce regular updates on my book website.  The blog – Jo Lambert – A Writer’s Journey  hosts a weekly Q & A session for writers, giving them an opportunity to promote their work. It’s also involved in publication date promos and book reviews for fellow authors.   Yes I do actually find the time to read!

As this month draws to a close my rewrite of The Other Side of Morning – now under its new title Wicked Game has just left the building for formatting.  Once again Jane Dixon Smith who has been with me since I published my very first book back in 2008, has produced a fabulous cover.

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Publication date is 7th January  I’ll be back to advise about pre-ordering a little later in the month. I also have a book tour commencing 10th January with Rachel’s Random Resources

The Boys of Summer, my debut for Choc Lit, is due out in 2019 and I should be getting down to edits in the New Year.

Other news in the run up to Christmas is that I have a Festive Offer on Summer Moved On and Watercolours in the Rain at 99p/99c each.  These are linked contemporary romances set in South Devon so you get two books for the price of one.

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So at the moment with Wicked Game off my hands I’m able to give my full concentration to my current WIP, a contemporary coastal romance set in South Cornwall.  Currently sitting at 66,000 words, there’s still some way to go but I’m hoping to have the first draft ready just before Christmas.  Then I’ll take a break and be ready to start editing straight after we’ve welcomed in 2019.

And that just about winds up November’s news.  All that remains is for me to wish everyone reading this a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. See you in 2019!


I recently posted this as a page from my Book website. Although it reached Facebook OK not sure about Twitter.  Am therefore re-posting on the Jolambertbooks website’s blog…

I’m aware that I haven’t been in touch on this website, rather I’ve been posting on Facebook and Twitter but am about to remedy this.

2018 hasn’t turned out to be the year I thought it would be.  On 17th May, while we were away on holiday in Menorca, I received a text from Choc Lit asking me to contact them with a view to discussing publication of The Boys of Summer, a manuscript I had submitted to them earlier in the year.  Coming the day before my birthday I believed this was a good omen; that things could only get better.  The next day – my birthday evening,  I slipped off the bottom step of the staircase in our villa.  I was stone cold sober, not a drop of alcohol had passed my lips – in fact we were about to have a pre-dinner drink and the wine was sitting in a cooler on the coffee table.  I figured such a small slip would at worst see me with a sprain. Instead I ended up in Mahon ED, was x-rayed and my ankle put in a plaster.  I was told it was fractured and that I should I to go to my own ED department as soon as I returned to the UK.  Back home I discovered I had a triple break which required surgery and plating.  So began a very long journey which was to impact on  everything, including my writing life.

It was a month before I felt ready to attempt any writing.  Everything I had taken for granted was turned on its head.  In the days following my return home I had to get used to a whole new way of living with a non-weight bearing plaster.  It totally took over my life and I couldn’t concentrate on anything else. I spent those early days reading and binge watching TV box sets.  The glorious summer we had helped as it meant I could at least sit in the garden and enjoy the sunshine while I read. Happily though, the need to write eventually returned.  In late June I received my contract from Choc Lit which meant I knew I had to get moving on my second book for them.  I’d already got an idea in my mind for a story set on the South Cornish coast.  Fowey and Polruan, holiday destinations which I have great memories of, became my fictitious towns of East and West Kingswater.  The characters gradually began to evolve. Some I kept, some got lost along the way. However as my writing is organic, things do have a habit of changing. I’m now happy with what I have – working title Heron’s Gate is now 20,000 words in and another 60,000 to go.  A long journey, yes, but one which I now have a mental sat nav for- although that’s not to say it’s the route the story will eventually take.  I always try to keep an open mind while writing and am never surprised at what happens before I type THE END.

Now to my second project. Wicked Game.  This was previously published as The Other Side of Morning, the fifth book in my Little Court series.  Before I was contracted to Choc Lit, I had decided to take all these books off Amazon, rework and re-publish them.  The first one When Tomorrow Comes, was published in 2008, ten years ago.  I thought the series was commercial but hadn’t sold as well as it could have.  Those were my early writing days and as an indie author I still had a lot to learn, particularly about marketing.  So I decided to update, organise new covers and then re-publish. I was all set to do this when Choc Lit accepted The Boys of Summer, so it rather skewed the project and put it on the back burner.  However, The Other Side of Morning kept niggling at me, it simply wouldn’t go away.  It was the one book which could be read as a stand alone. It featured the second generation of the families and wasn’t directly connected to the other four books. After a lot of deliberating I made the decision to go ahead and work on it.  Now completed it is nearly 30,000 words slimmer and has a fabulous a new cover courtesy of Jane Dixon Smith. I had plans to publish at the end of October, but with all the Christmas titles out there at the moment and a delay on the formatting date I decided maybe it would be best to  hold off until the new year.

I will be back later with more information about the cover reveal, publication date and also when it will be available for pre-order.  Republishing a book is a delicate balance but I believe the story is strong enough to attract new readers who enjoy romantic sagas which are just a little bit different.

And the ankle?  When the final plaster came off in July then I had a orthopaedic boot for a month and physio.  It’s been a long journey. I’m still maintaining my daily physio regime but I never lost my determination to get back to walking normally (despite those who tried to encourage me to buy a telescopic walking stick which would tuck neatly into my bag – absolutely not!) – and I’m pleased to say I’m nearly there.  I’ve kept a diary and although the daily changes in my mobility may be small, looking back through it lets me see how far I’ve come and keeps me positive.

Summer Moved On – Final day at special Easter price…

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To celebrate Easter Summer Moved On, the first book of my South Devon Duo is on special offer over the holiday weekend.

For each of the four days this offer is posted I will be including an extract from different parts of the book as a taster…


a0e31-81imft4sfdl-_sl1500_After a long-buried secret tears her family apart, Jess Hayden moves to the South Devon village of Lynbrook to live with her uncle.   Rufus owns the village pub, The Black Bull, and having visited before, Jess knows the villagers well…especially one of them.

Talún Hansen has a reputation, making him the kind of man no decent girl should get involved with.  Jess, however, has been under his spell from the moment they first met.  Although they always seem to bring out the worst in each other, there is no denying the attraction that simmers between them – an attraction Jess knows she needs to keep under control after repeated warnings from her uncle.

As she settles into village life she begins to learn more about this wild, dark-haired gypsy with the compelling eyes, and realises their lives hold many similarities.  Despite her uncle’s warnings, she begins to spend time with him.  For Jess, the coming summer holds passion; for Talún the hope that he has at last found someone who truly cares for him.

But as autumn approaches, a dark shadow from Jess’s past returns, bringing far-reaching and unwanted changes for both of them.





Talún covered his eyes with his hands, wanting the world to go away. In all his emotional turmoil over Jess he had nearly forgotten the date, something that made him angry with himself as well as with her. He had vowed never to forget his mother, the woman who gave birth to him, who had devoted her whole life to raising him – someone who he still believed was out there somewhere and would return one day. In crazier moments of wishful thinking he’d dream of returning to the cottage to find her in the kitchen baking bread, her wild, brown hair tied back, and a smudge of flour dusting her cheek. Ellie had been responsible for teaching his mother to cook and, like everything else she turned her hand to, she had excelled.

And now, just when he thought he’d successfully hidden himself away here alone with his memories, Jess Hayden had turned up with her soft words of apology. His reaction to her intrusion and to the words he never imagined her ever saying to him resulted in one volcanic, emotional outburst as he hurled the axe at the nearest tree.

Afterwards, awash with misery and confusion, he slumped onto the nearest thing he could find: a hard, uncomfortable, fallen log. And now he was aware of warm pressure on his thighs and a soft voice breaking into the blanket of fog shrouding his thoughts. Pulling his hands away from his face, he found himself looking down into huge, brown, anxious eyes.

‘Talún, please, it’s all right.’

His first reaction was to push her away but he hesitated as he found himself unable to tear himself away from her concerned gaze.

‘Please I want to help,’ she said, her expression gentle as her hands covered his.

‘I don’t need any help; and why should you care anyway?’ he snapped, pushing her away and springing quickly to his feet.

‘Because I know how you must be feeling,’ she said quietly, as he moved away from her.

‘Jess, you haven’t the slightest idea how things are,’ he threw right back at her with a wave of his hand. Heaven help him, the last thing he needed was this sudden sympathy to make up for all her previous insensitive words, however well-intentioned. Who had told her why he was here, anyway? George, he expected; someone else with misplaced good intentions.

‘I lost my mother too.’

As he heard her words he stared at her blankly. It was the first time he had ever considered her situation. ‘Yes, I realise Amber was your stepmother. I’m sorry,’ he said quietly.

‘I was thirteen.’

Again he digested her words: a terrible age for a child to have their mother die.

‘She had an affair with a man almost half her age.’

Those words destroyed his previous thoughts and also made him realise why her reaction to his relationship with Leanna had been so hostile. He went to open his mouth but she clearly had not finished. ‘They eventually married and moved abroad,’ she continued. ‘I’ve not seen her since she left. In fact,’ she said with a small heave of her shoulders, ‘she didn’t even say goodbye. I came home from school one afternoon to find she had packed her things and gone.’

‘Gone?’ He looked at her in surprise.

‘Yes. The divorce had come through, she had remarried, and left for her new life in Mexico.’

‘How could she do that?’

Jess gave a strange smile. ‘You have to understand I never had the same sort of upbringing as other kids. Leo worked abroad for most of my childhood, we hardly saw him. I lived with my mother, although…’ she hesitated, ‘…I never saw much of her either because most of the time she was out – shopping or lunching with friends or at some evening thing she’d been invited to. I had various babysitters and went to sleepovers with school friends. So I would think leaving me behind was probably quite easy for her.’

Talún stood watching as she settled herself on the log he had been occupying. He had been eighteen when his mother had left. He still had the note she had written telling him she loved him and would be back in a few weeks. In contrast, Jess had simply been abandoned by a mother wanting a new life without the burden of a child.

‘And after she’d gone?’ he prompted.

‘Oh, Leo returned to sort things out, but he made it clear he was remaining abroad and I would have to board at my school. If it hadn’t been for Rufus I don’t know what would have happened.’

Talún paused for a moment. ‘I’m so sorry, Jess. I had no idea.’ This new awareness of her situation made him abandon all previous thoughts he’d had about who and what she was. Materially she seemed to have had it all but emotionally her growing up must have been tough. At least his childhood had been a happy one. Suddenly he wanted very badly to reach out and give her a simple hug. However, although he sensed things might be changing between them he was smart enough to know exactly where those new redefined boundaries lay. ‘I know our situations are slightly different,’ he added quietly, opting for a safe halfway house as he settled beside her on the log, ‘but I can see how it must have been very painful for you.’

‘It was,’ Jess nodded, tucking her hair behind her ear, intense brown eyes fixing themselves on him again. ‘But for me those bad memories are no longer an issue. For you, however, they are. You’re still hurting and you shouldn’t be here on your own today.’