Hiding Behind The Couch Series

 
 

HIDING BEHIND THE COUCH is a series of novels and short stories about a group of nine friends - The Circle - who first met at school.
They've been described as the literary equivalent of 'Take That' - there's a character to suit everyone.
Why not dip into the story and see what you think?

Fiction

I write character-driven stories, but they can be about ANYTHING and I don't like to stick to one genre. Thus, there's some CONTEMPORARY ROMANTIC FICTION that's LGBTQ+ (i.e. it's about people, people!), plus a little SCI-FI FANTASY of the amateur quantum physics (time travel-ish) variety and a little HISTORICAL FICTION too!

Not Fiction

I'm a social scientist, interdisciplinary - identity politics, gender and sexuality, social/political psychology; ethnographer, deconstuctionist, discourse-analytical...free-floating, unapologetic in-betweeny.
It's my fence, and I'll sit on it if I like. (The personal is political.)

From My Blog

21st August, 2019

Fifty at fifty! Meredith's Dagger

OK, so I missed it by a few minutes in BST as it's technically now the 21st August, but let's assume it's still the 20th for me as it still is for many of you.Today I released Meredith's Dagger - my...

8th July, 2019

Keeping House - New Release from Jeanne G'Fellers

Title: Keeping HouseAuthor: Jeanne G'FellersPublisher: Mountain Gap BooksSeries: Appalachian Elementals (#2)Genre: Appalachian Paranormal Fantasy, LGBTQ+Purchase Links:Mountain...

Spotlight

Meredith's Dagger

“My God, why? All these women were put to death, and not just by hanging. Burning, swimming…” Tam looked up, in tears. “That book I was telling you about—the one I read for my Master’s? The author claimed witch hunts were how they disposed of dangerous women—wisewomen, midwives, healers, the ones who refused to do men’s bidding—before the lunatic asylums, and it’s all here.” Tam poked at the page repeatedly. “No evidence, insubstantial evidence, no evidence, no evidence—they were all innocent. All of them.” With a little more care, she flipped to the next page, read it, sat back with a frown, then read it again. “Meredith Moorcroft.” She met Anneka’s gaze. “Coincidence?”