Ava Whitaker, kicked out of medical school, flies to a half-abandoned Greek island looking for the father her mother won't talk about. What she finds at the old Aegean Dream Resort is far worse than nothing. Out in paperback, ebook, audiobook (narrated by Katie Villa) and Kindle Unlimited.
For the launch of Deep Blue Lies I built sixty collector boxes by hand: driftwood key-fobs from the beach below the house, bottled sand, an artisan soap labelled Aegean Dream Resort, a fake guest brochure, an AI-generated island map. They went out to readers, not influencers. (Hot take: that was the better idea.)
An original YouTube series I'm creating and hosting. Eight bestselling authors, one Spanish villa, one week. Daily deadlines, weekly eliminations, a single book at the end of it — and the readers (you) vote on the winner. We're funding it via Kickstarter; the show goes live 2026.
Posts I keep pointing people at. New ones go up every couple of weeks; the rest of the archive is on Substack.
I've been lucky enough to have some of my books translated, into German, Czech, and possibly Russian (long story). But it's Spanish where they've done best. La Cala (the Spanish version of The Cove) is sitting at number 2 in the whole Amazon.es store, and a couple of weekends ago I was invited to go to Madrid to sign copies of Los niños de la casa del lago for our publisher HarperCollins Ibérica.
I've often found with writing that what appears first as a problem — some issue with the plot, or a mistake I've made with a timeline — can become a strength once recognised and properly addressed. The Lake House Children is the book I was afraid to talk about, because at its heart it's a story about reincarnation — a topic most of us instinctively recoil from as too woo-woo. Six months on, here's me trying to talk about it anyway.
A few years back I went out for croissants while my kids — five and three — were home with Maria. Or so I thought. Maria had actually gone for a run. By the time I got back twenty minutes later, both kids had packed suitcases. They were on the stairs. They were not pleased.
Carnival celebrations aren't really a thing in English-speaking cultures, but here in Spain — it's enormous. The day started early, dressing one child as a peasant, the other as a rock star. Two hundred children, six choreographed dances, a high street closed for the parade. I had no idea what was happening, and it was wonderful.
Fifteen novels and counting, plus a free novella and a children's book. Best entry points are The Things You Find in Rockpools (if you want propulsive) and Little Ghosts (if you want haunting).
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