After the Flood Blog Tour: Review

After the FloodAuthor: Kassandra Montag
Genre: Adult Science Fiction/Dystopia/Post-Apocalyptic
Release Date: September 3, 2019
Publisher: William Morrow
Hardcover: 432 pages

Description:

An inventive and riveting epic saga, After the Flood signals the arrival of an extraordinary new talent. 

A little more than a century from now, our world has been utterly transformed. After years of slowly overtaking the continent, rising floodwaters have obliterated America’s great coastal cities and then its heartland, leaving nothing but an archipelago of mountaintop colonies surrounded by a deep expanse of open water. 

Stubbornly independent Myra and her precocious seven-year-old daughter, Pearl, fish from their small boat, the Bird, visiting dry land only to trade for supplies and information in the few remaining outposts of civilization. For seven years, Myra has grieved the loss of her oldest daughter, Row, who was stolen by her father after a monstrous deluge overtook their home in Nebraska. Then, in a violent confrontation with a stranger, Myra suddenly discovers that Row was last seen in a far-off encampment near the Artic Circle. Throwing aside her usual caution, Myra and Pearl embark on a perilous voyage into the icy northern seas, hoping against hope that Row will still be there. 

On their journey, Myra and Pearl join forces with a larger ship and Myra finds herself bonding with her fellow seekers who hope to build a safe haven together in this dangerous new world. But secrets, lust, and betrayals threaten their dream, and after their fortunes take a shocking—and bloody—turn, Myra can no longer ignore the question of whether saving Row is worth endangering Pearl and her fellow travelers. 

A compulsively readable novel of dark despair and soaring hope, After the Flood is a magnificent, action packed, and sometimes frightening odyssey laced with wonder—an affecting and wholly original saga both redemptive and astonishing. 

 

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After the Flood is an engaging experience that will leave readers with the question of what would they do in order to save someone they loved? I feel like the genre labels for this book are a little misleading in a way. Don't get me wrong - it's definitely post-apocalyptic and dystopian - but I felt that the true heart of the story is centered around Myra and her journey through this brutal landscape trying to find her lost daughter while also keeping her younger daughter safe from all of the imposing threats. It feels a lot more like a character study of Myra and her journey while also forcing the reader to ask themselves the very same questions that she must face. The post-apocalyptic dystopian landscape is secondary to the true heart of the story, but does make for a very interesting setting and helps make Myra's journey into a brutal harsh reality.

Myra is an amazing main character. She's so incredibly realistic that by the end of the book I felt like I'd known her for years. She has so many wonderful qualities and strengths, but she also has her flaws and mistakes too - just like everyone else. She's just trying to find her lost daughter while also trying to survive with her younger daughter Pearl. She's so strong, brave, courageous, loving and determined. We see her go through a lot of different scenarios throughout the book. Some of these she finds her way through easily enough. Other times it's a fight for her life (and her daughters') and she has to fight and survive the only way she can. One major positive point for me was the writing style of the book. The author chose to write this in the first person point of view, from Myra's perspective. First person POV is by far my favorite writing style because I believe it allows the reader to really bond with the narrator in a way other styles can't. I love that we see the story through Myra's eyes and get to know her every thought, hopes, fears, dreams, memories, struggles, and every emotion in between. I mentioned before that I felt like this book was actually a character study of Myra, and with the first person POV the reader really gets to know her. We sympathize and empathize with her. We fear for her, hurt for her, cheer for her, cry for her. We ask ourselves the same hard questions about life, love, and family that she must ask herself time and again. I think we get a deep and truly honest knowledge of this woman while looking inside of ourselves at the same time.

The last thing I want to really talk about was the writing itself. It was amazingly well done and had me caught up in Myra's life and world from the Prologue until the very end. The author brings this dystopian landscape and new world to life right in front of our eyes, and the scary part is that it feels so real and possible. Like it could actually happen in our future. There's such amazing attention to detail and vivid imagery that I could close my eyes and be beside Myra in her world without having to try. What I couldn't believe, and never would have if I hadn't read it myself, was that this was the author's debut. There's no way in a million years I would have guessed. The writing brings you into Myra's world and her life and doesn't let you go until the final words have been read. This is only capable (at least for me) by a very talented storyteller and writer. If this is just the author's first novel - then I can't wait to see what she'll come out with next. Very highly recommended for fans of science fiction, dystopian fiction, post-apocalytpic fiction, action and adventure, and those looking for a deep look inside the heartrending story of a mother desperately trying to find her daughter.

Kassandra Montag is a poet and novelist. Her work has appeared in Mystery Weekly Magazine, Midwestern Gothic, and Prairie Schooner, among other literary journals. She has won the Plainsongs Award, New Year's Poet Award, and 1877 Award. Find out more about Kassandra at her website, and connect with her on Facebook and Instagram.

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Cover Reveal: Moon Cursed by Nikki Jefford

 

Moon Cursed (Wolf Hollow Shifters #4)
Author: Nikki Jefford
Genre: Adult Paranormal/Post-Apocalyptic/Romance
Publication Date: Fall 2019


Description:

Time is running out for Elsie.

Elsie’s coven always believed that she was moon cursed. Promised to the bear shifters before she was ever born, the witch wolf shifter has until her twentieth birthday to outsmart Brutus, her would-be mate who only wants her as payback.

To save his coven, her father made a terrible, magically binding agreement decades ago, never dreaming he’d have children, especially not powerful wolf shifters. Luckily, he never specified what type of shifter Elsie must claim.

Zackary doesn’t believe he deserves love or forgiveness.

Ever since he betrayed a packmate, Zackary has been making up for his sins. No matter what, he knows the truth. Once a mongrel, always a mongrel—just like his father always told him. Now the mad wolf has returned to torment Zackary and the pack.

Not one to be scared off, Elsie, the sweetest and loveliest of all females, refuses to believe he’s no good for anyone—especially her.

Fated mates or doomed lovers?

Zackary and Elsie never knew how strong their love would grow … until they’re in too deep.

Zackary betrayed Elsie’s brother once before. If the wizard shifter knew what he was doing with Elsie in private, Tabor would kill, maim, or use that dick shrinkage spell he once threatened him with.

With a meddlesome ex from her coven, who won’t let go, and a brute of a bear shifter intent on trapping her inside his cave forever, it will take more than magic to save Elsie from her curse.

Do these star-crossed lovers stand a chance?

Moon Cursed is a steamy, second chance romance about a bully longing for redemption, and a brazen she-wolf-witch who goes after what she wants—even after the entire pack warns her against following her heart.

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Nikki Jefford is an award-winning, bestselling author of paranormal romance, urban fantasy, and quirky combinations in-between.

She is a third-generation Alaskan now living in the Pacific Northwest with her Westie, Cosmo, and her French husband, who she wouldn't trade in for anyone--not even Spike or Mr. Darcy!

When she's not writing, she's reading, walking, or out riding her motorcycle, a Honda CB500F, (so long as it's sunny and warm)!

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Book Blitz + Giveaway: Deadworld by Debbie Cassidy

 

Deadworld (Chronicles of Deadworld #1)
Author: Debbie Cassidy
Genre: Adult Post-Apocalyptic/Urban Fantasy
Publication Date: April 23, 2019

Description:

Humans weren’t meant to live underground, but then artificial intelligences weren’t meant to feed off souls. Shit happens.

Being a Potential is an honor. It qualifies me for the mandatory Run, the chance to become a Guardian and wield one of the only weapons that can disable a Genesis scout. It also means I’ll have to leave the safety of my underground home and go topside, where the possibility of death goes up by eighty percent.

Badges of honor mean nothing if you’re dead.
I’d rather steer clear of any place where soul sucking AI roam. I’d rather stay safe in the Hive and hangout with my wolf-shifter co-worker. I’d rather work on the mechanical heart that keeps the Hive running and spend time with my enigmatic nephilim mentor. Heck, I’d rather be doing anything else. But I’ve made a promise to my best friend, a promise to get her to the finish line in time to win a spot as Guardian. How hard can it be, right? We have a plan. So why do I feel as if something is about to go seriously wrong?

It’s a game. Just a game.

Or is it?

First came Chronicles of Midnight, then came Chronicles of Arcana, and now we have Chronicles of Deadworld. Set a hundred years after the events of its predecessors Deadworld takes you into a Post-Apocalyptic Urban fantasy world with a slow burn Whychoose Romance.

You don’t have to read the previous series, but man, if you do the thrill ride will be unlike any other.

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“You have a slight concussion. And it’s perfectly natural to be confused after a blow to the head.”

I reached up to touch the back of my head and probed gingerly, wincing when I hit the tender spot.

I hated this fuzzy feeling. This strange, helpless flutter inside me. “I can’t remember what happened. God, I hate this.”

“It may come back to you, it may not.” Emory smiled kindly. “Don’t worry too much about it. All that matters is that you’re all right.”

A lock of his silver-blond hair had fallen across his forehead, and before I could stop myself, I’d reached up and brushed it back. He froze. His pupils dilated and fixed on me, and then he let out a sharp exhalation and quickly stood and put distance between us. His gloved hands hovered at his pockets, but in the end, he settled for clenching them at his sides.

Oh, shit, Emory was a stickler for his personal space, and I’d just violated it. “Sorry, I … I have no idea why I did that.”

“It’s fine.” His tone was easy and smooth, but the clenched fists gave him away. I’d rattled him. “Just get some rest. Danika will give you some pills for the headache. Take the rest of the day off.”

What? “No.”

He canted his head. “No? Echo, you just fell twenty feet into a chasm.”

“I don’t want the others to think I’m getting special treatment.”

His frown was incredulous. “Special treatment? Of course you’re getting special treatment.” He leaned in slightly and enunciated his next words. “You just fell into the chasm.”

Incredulity had morphed into irritation, and although I’d seen him annoyed before, it was usually a flick of the brows, or a twitch of the lips; he never exploded, never raised his voice.

But Finn’s revelation as to why the other guys hadn’t accepted me was prominent in my mind, and maybe it was the fall, maybe it was the damn concussion, but my mouth decided to speak the thoughts running through my mind.

“The heart keepers think you’re favoring me because we’re lovers.” The sentence tumbled out and then sat between us like a bomb waiting to be defused.

Emory went very still. Was he holding his breath? Was I?

I pressed my fingers to my temple, wishing I could take the words back just to wipe the look of horror from his face. A look that was not good for my ego.

 Debbie Cassidy lives in England, Bedfordshire, with her three kids and very supportive husband. Coffee and chocolate biscuits are her writing fuels of choice, and she is still working on getting that perfect tower of solitude built in her back garden. Obsessed with building new worlds and reading about them, she spends her spare time daydreaming and conversing with the characters in her head - in a totally non psychotic way of course. She writes Urban Fantasy, Fantasy and Reverse Harem Fantasy. All her books contain plenty of action, romance and twisty plots.

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Book Blitz + Giveaway: Ruins of Fate by Jamie A. Waters

 

Ruins of Fate (The Omni Towers: Prequel)
Author: Jamie A. Waters
Genre: Adult Dystopian/Fantasy/Post-Apocalyptic
Publication Date: April 4, 2019

Description:

One wrong decision, and the future will crumble…

Skye Levanthe traded everything she owned in order to secure a place for herself and her son, Veridian, in a scavenging camp.

But all contracts have an expiration date.

Desperate to obtain the resources they need to survive, Skye agreed to navigate the dangerous ruins of fallen cities to search for tradeable materials. When a strange storm forced Skye and her scavenging partner into forbidden territory controlled by The Omni Towers, a ruin collapsed, nearly taking their lives and destroying countless others.

Only one other person survived the ruin collapse: a mysterious young girl named Kayla.

Faced with the decision to save her son or abandon her new foster daughter to a terrible fate, Skye agreed to the only possible course of action—to go into exile and take on the Omni traders in their own den.

No one ever said survival would be easy.

And every choice has consequences.

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Another gust of wind kicked up, throwing her off balance. The antenna whipped out of her hand and she fell backward, tumbling off the edge of the lookout and onto the roof. A scream ripped out of her throat. Skye scrambled, grabbing at anything to stop her rapid descent as she slid down the roof and toward the ground.

Her fingers brushed against an exposed metal beam, and she bit back a curse as the jagged edge cut through her gloves and into the meat of her hands. Grabbing it, she struggled against the pain to hold on. The roof underneath her boots gave way and fell inward. She gripped the beam tightly, trying desperately to pull herself back up.

“Skye!” Leo shouted over her headset.

Reaching out with her other hand, Skye tried to find purchase on the roof. Her feet flailed, but there was nothing beneath her. Between her angle and the slope of the roof, it was impossible to pull herself back up.

“I can’t hold on, Leo,” she managed, trying to suppress the panic rising inside her. She couldn’t die. Not like this.

Jamie A. Waters is an award-winning writer of science-fiction and fantasy romance. Her first novel was a winner of the Readers' Favorite Award in Science-Fiction/Fantasy Romance and the CIPA EVVY Award in Science-Fiction.

Jamie currently resides in Florida with two neurotic dogs who enjoy stealing socks. When she's not pursuing her passion of writing, she's usually trying to learn new and interesting random things (like how to pick locks or use the self-cleaning feature of the oven without setting off the fire alarm). In her downtime, she enjoys reading on her Kindle, playing computer games, painting, or acting as a referee between the dragons and fairies currently at war inside her closet.

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Book Blitz + Giveaway: Alive? by Melissa Woods

 

Alive? (Alive? #1)
Author: Melissa Woods
Genre: YA Post-Apocalyptic/Science Fiction/Zombies
Publication Date: October 30, 2018
Publisher: Clean Teen Publishing

Description:

Everyone knows the first rule of the zombie apocalypse: Don’t. Get. Bitten.

Too bad Violet has never been great at following the rules. Walking home after a night of partying, she manages to let one of the Dead take a chunk out of her only hours after they’ve begun walking again. Fortunately for Violet, she doesn’t die. Unfortunately for Violet—she’s not exactly alive, either.

Violet’s body is undergoing changes, and suddenly the taste of human flesh is not as revolting as it once sounded. Controlling her new urges will be hard. Living with survivors who have no idea will be even harder. And the real zombies? They still want to eat her, too…

Surviving the zompocalypse is tricky when you play for both teams.

New from author Melissa Woods, Alive? is a heart-pounding adventure with suspenseful plot twists, complex characters, and a dash of dark humor. Gritty and raw, Alive? is sure to keep you guessing, and will delight zombie apocalypse fans everywhere.

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A creak of floorboards. Violet opened her eyes just in time to see a woman lunge. She was wearing a white lace nightie, offset slightly by the gaping wound in her stomach. Violet held out her arms, pushing back with all her strength. She barely had any left, but it was just enough to keep the zombie at bay. The woman’s eyes were almost white, and her teeth snapped in Violet’s face. Though she had no idea what caused this or why it was happening, she knew this thing wanted to kill her.

Her arms were hurting, but she continued to fight. The zombie moved her head suddenly, sinking her teeth into Violet’s left arm, just below the elbow. She screamed as teeth tore through her skin.

It was worse than any pain she’d ever experienced—sharp and brutal. She kicked out, catching the woman in the stomach and pushing her back. Violet ran, clutching her bleeding arm against her chest. She had no idea where the back door was, so she ran up the stairs. When she saw the bathroom up ahead, she threw herself inside.

The door slammed shut, and Violet saw a man click the lock into place as she dropped onto the floor by the sink. He was normal, not dead like the others. There was a hammering at the wood, rattling the frame. The man grabbed a towel, hurriedly wrapping Violet’s arm. She wanted to thank him, but her eyes felt heavy. Within seconds, everything was black.

Writer, primary school teacher, zompocalyptic obsessive.

Melissa Woods is the author of 'Alive?', a young adult zombie adventure story, set for release on October 30th 2018.

When she's not writing or teaching, Melissa can usually be found walking her three dogs, playing video games, or, occasionally, spending time with her husband.

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Rising Tides Blog Tour: Excerpt + Giveaway

Rising Tides
Author: Katy Haye
Genre: YA Post-Apocalyptic
Release Date: June 20, 2016

Summary from Goodreads:
The truth won’t stay submerged forever.

City is the last civilised place left on a drowned Earth, a floating town built from metal and plastic from the Time Before. It’s the only home doctor's daughter Libby Marchmont has ever known or wanted–until her father helps the wrong patient and she's forced to flee.
 
Cosimo came to City for one reason. Then he should have vanished back to his people on the Wastes. But what about his promise to Libby’s father?
 
Stranded in the middle of the sea, can the two enemies learn to trust each other? And can they survive long enough to uncover the truth: City isn’t the safe haven Libby always believed it to be...

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Cosimo’s arrive in Libby’s ordered life precipitates a flight from City, the only home she’s ever known. We join her in this extract as she leaves her home with her father and the very unwelcome Cosimo. 

“Where are we going, Father?” The fog had thickened in the half hour we’d spent at home, damp from the sea combining with smoke from the recycling factory to mire the sky. It swallowed detail and made noises louder. Our feet clattered on the metal pontoons, making it sound as though there were more than three of us. My question echoed louder than I’d meant. Demanding. Needy. Not how Dr Miracle’s daughter ought to sound.
 
“Away from here.”

As though that was an answer! “Where, Pa?”

“Tonight we’ll go wherever we can. I apologise that our plans are a little flimsy.”
 
I cast a sour look at the boy, Cosimo. “I don’t blame you,” I said to my father.
 
“Don’t you? I rather think you should, Libby.” I heard the smile in my father’s voice and fell silent. I was clearly not going to get any sense from him while he was in this mood.
 
For a few minutes, the light of the lantern bobbed in front of us as we walked, haloed by the mist. The only sound was our tinny footsteps and the sloshing of the sea beneath. I was never in any doubt of our initial destination, and it was confirmed as we weaved through alleyways between houses and the sound of our feet was joined by the snap of ropes and the creak of barges shifting in the water. The quayside. Then that sound was joined by another; footsteps, coming towards us. I was anxious, but not alarmed. The tide was turning so there were bound to be people about, regardless of the foul night.
 
“Doctor Miracle! Are you there?”

Fear gripped me at the sudden call. My father stopped. “Ah.” He sighed, as though this were an inconvenience, but nothing worse. “I had hoped we might have a little more time than this...”
 
“Who is it?” I didn’t recognise the voice, but it had almost been drowned out by the thumping of my heart.
 
“No one of importance.” Pa smiled, although the gesture looked forced. “You go on ahead while I deal with this. Cosimo will escort you to the boat.”
 
I looked at the boy, who nodded as though he accepted all these slipshod arrangements. Perhaps this was what they’d been whispering about before the operation, while I’d been out of the room. Plans my father hadn’t trusted to me but had given freely to a stranger.
 
“I’ll go with you, Pa.” Nothing would induce me to go with the boy without my father.
 
“No, you will go ahead as I bid you.” Pa was calm, which sped up the rate of my heart.
 
I shook my head. The only word that would go past my suddenly thick throat was, “No.”
 
“The tide’s already turning. You hurry ahead and get everything ready.” He spoke to reassure me, but I caught the glance he gave Cosimo, the shooing motion he made.
 
Fear surged through my veins, increasing with every beat of my heart. “I’m not leaving you.”

“Go with Cosimo. I’ll follow.”
 
“No.” I had the strongest conviction that if I let my father out of my sight I would never see him again. It was irrational, but the world didn’t make sense. Not today. My father was Dr Miracle. How could he need to flee? What was there that could threaten him in all the world?
 
Pa looked over my head. “Take her.” He pushed me towards Cosimo and turned to meet our pursuer, Pa’s footsteps echoing rapidly as he strode away. I staggered, turning, and would have followed, but Cosimo’s grip tightened around my arm with a strength that took me by surprise. “Let me go!” I twisted to look for Pa, already disappearing into the autumn fog, the lantern light swallowed by the night. If anything, the boy’s grip tightened further. He pulled me onwards and I stumbled beside him. He was stronger than he looked. I twisted but I couldn’t get away.
 
We turned in to the quayside and the sea came into sight. Cosimo was distracted, looking up to orient himself and find the boat we were destined for.
 
I took my chance. I stamped on his foot and heard a hiss of pain but still he didn’t release me, his hands like steel around my wrists. I distinguished the word “idiot” from his damaged throat and fury leant me strength. It wasn’t his father walking into danger. I paused, sagging, as though I’d given up. When he relaxed, I drove my elbow into his stomach and ran back to where I’d left my father while Cosimo was doubled over.
 
After a few paces, I slowed, aware of the clatter of my steps. I didn’t think the boy would follow, but I didn’t want to make it easy for him if he did. Nor did I want to announce my presence to my father – and the person he’d stopped to meet. I heard footsteps echoing against the walls, barely distinguishable from other sounds, although I couldn’t be sure if they were my father’s or someone else’s. I followed the noise down an alleyway, the mist drifting thick around me, and caught sight of a bobbing light that had to be his lantern. I hurried as he turned a corner, letting my hand drift along the sides of the houses so I wouldn’t miss the turn.
 
Another corner. Something tangled in my feet. I stumbled, hands out to protect me as I slammed headlong onto the pontoons. Rising, I distinguished the obstacle. My father’s medical bag. I leaned against the wall, peering through the mist. He had to be close since he wouldn’t have left that behind.
 
There was a glow ahead, not moving. As I hugged the wall, I heard a voice, and I relaxed to recognise my father’s tones, echoey and thin in the mist but unmistakeable. “I’d hoped to be away from here by now, then you wouldn’t have found me.”

“We would have followed. You’re too important to leave.” Another man. His voice was distorted by the weather. I felt as though I should recognise him, but didn’t. An old patient, perhaps, a recollection just beyond my memory. Whoever he was, he wasn’t the captain of a boat contracted to take us away.
 
“What if I promise to come back?” There was a pause, as though the other man were considering that offer. Come back after what? I crept closer. I could distinguish two forms, but they were still no better than indistinct shapes. I’m ashamed to own, fear kept me where I was when I should have stepped right up to them.
 
“I can’t let you leave. I have my orders.”
 
“And I can’t bear to stay.” My father again. I could tell which figure was which. Pa stood with his back to me and no knowledge that I was there.
 
“You don’t have a choice.”

My heart bounced against my ribs. I was debating whether to step out and make myself known when my arm was grabbed once more. Cosimo. His face was close, shiny with damp. If I’d had any doubt that he was furious, it was eliminated by his expression and his ferocious grip.
 
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Katy Haye spends most of her time in imaginary worlds - her own or someone else's. She has a fearsome green tea habit, a partiality for dark chocolate brazils and a fascination with the science of storytelling.
 

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Book Blitz + Giveaway: Rising Tides by Katy Haye

Rising Tides
Author: Katy Haye
Genre: YA Post-Apocalyptic
Release Date: June 24, 2016

Publisher: Plumshine Books
 
Summary from Goodreads:

The truth won’t stay submerged forever

City is the last civilised place left on a drowned Earth, a floating town built from metal and plastic from the Time Before. It’s the only home doctor's daughter Libby Marchmont has ever known or wanted – until her father helps the wrong patient and she's forced to flee.

Cosimo came to City for one reason. Then he should have vanished back to his people on the Wastes. But what about his promise to Libby’s father?

Stranded in the middle of the sea, can the two enemies learn to trust each other? And can they survive long enough to uncover the truth: City isn’t the safe haven Libby always believed it to be …

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Early Reviews:

Readers’ Favourite described Rising Tides as: “a compelling read [with] cool and ingenious concepts, a captivating plot [and] vivid and engaging characters”.

Kelly St. Clare at YA Books Central called Rising Tides “a gem of the YA genre."

Katy Haye spends as much time as possible in either her own or someone else's imaginary worlds. She has a fearsome green tea habit, a partiality for dark chocolate brazils and a fascination with the science of storytelling.

When not lost in a good book, Katy may be found on her allotment growing veg and keeping hens in order to maximise her chances of survival in the event of a zombie apocalypse or similar catastrophe (admittedly, this would not help if the entire country flooded...).

    

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