Maggie Mitchell

ARRA FINALIST!

I am so proud to announce that Calling Calliope is a finalist in the Australian Romance Reader Awards for 2014!  The winners will be announced during their convention in March.  Only ARRA members are eligible to vote.  If you’re a member, you can vote via a link that was sent to you by email.  Find out more about it HERE

Huge congratulations to all the nominees! I’m awe-struck!

If you want to find out what all the fuss is about go HERE to read the book!

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2014 ARRA finalist

Calling Calliope

Hi everyone!

Sorry I’ve been away for so long. It’s been a tough year so far, but hopefully that’s all behind me now. I have a new release soon and it’s already available for early download – so you don’t even have to wait!

It’s called Calling Calliope and it’s BOOK 2 in my MUSES ACROSS TIME series about the Greek Muses in modern time and getting into all kinds of trouble.

Here is the BLURB:

Can love survive across time and place?

Blurb:

When Callie is found wandering the streets of Melbourne, she has no memory of who she is. When a larger than life man appears, claiming he’s her husband, Callie immediately assumes they’re not together for a reason.

But a violent criminal is angry with her for hiding his family and plots revenge, so keeping this giant of a man around seems like it might be a good idea after all.

Gus might be a King in his own land, but this strange place is a different story. It took him six months to find his beloved Calliope and he is not leaving without her. Even if she can’t remember him.  Now that she’s in danger, the need to rescue her is greater, but the stubborn woman won’t believe him. To win her back he has to play it by callingcalliope_800her rules, or risk losing her forever.

Link: https://www.totallybound.com/calling-calliope

 

And a quick snippet to peak your interest ;-)

Oeagus was a descendant of Atlas, the son of Charon, a river god and the King of Thrace, but he still could not find his wife. Six months had passed since Calliope and her sisters had vanished from Mount Olympus and still no word. He believed it was all Hera’s doing, but he couldn’t prove that. Zeus was being very tight-lipped about the whole incident, but why he showed any loyalty to that wretched woman he would never know.

He closed his eyes and remembered her beautiful smile and sparkling eyes. He should have insisted she stay with him on his throne instead of traipsing around with those flighty sisters of hers, but in his heart he knew she would never agree to that. She lived for the arts and she adored telling those amazing stories to the courts. She’d always loved to be in the centre of the action so he understood her need to travel with her sisters. It had been part of the reason they had been separated when she’d disappeared. That and a certain, stupid argument. He wished she were here now so he could clear all that nonsense up, but she wasn’t, and he was beginning to despair of ever finding her. Terpsichore had been found in a strange land and had returned a changed woman. He wasn’t sure how that had happened, but he didn’t want to find Calliope too different from the woman he’d fallen in love with. Sure, she was a goddess, and as a goddess she exhibited certain expected behaviours, but when they were alone she was just a woman, and he a man, and he wanted that back again.

He sighed. Wishing for it wasn’t doing him any good. He was a man of action so he needed to do something himself. All the gold and all the spies in the land weren’t working and it was time for him to step up.

As he walked to the window, he stared out at his kingdom below. From where he stood, the view of the majestic mountains to the north reminded him of his father, Atlas. What would he make of this mess? To the south the Aegean Sea sparkled, the clear blue waters rippling as the large boats travelled into the harbour. In the courtyard below smoke billowed from where his slaves worked, forging weapons from stone over the many fires that burned there. The smells of the molten iron mixed with the aroma of baking bread from the kitchens.

He scanned the area, spying his servant. “Leonidis. Come.”

He paced the room while he waited for the tall servant to enter.

“How can I assist you, my King?”

“I need to speak to Eros. Send a messenger to collect him. Tell him it is of the utmost urgency.”

The servant hid a smile. “That will be easy, my King. He has just arrived in the palace and seeks audience with you.”

The tall blond god of love sauntered into the room. “What’s this, Gus? You’re psychic now? You’ve been spending time with my wife?”

Oeagus approached his friend and pulled him into a hug, slapping Eros on the back with his fist in the traditional greeting of warriors. “I’m pleased you are here, cousin. I need your help.”

“If it concerns Calliope then I have some news.”

“You’ve found her?”

“Yes, but…”

“No buts. We go and collect her at once.”

Eros held his hand up. “It is not as simple as that.”

“What do you mean? We go. We find her. We bring her back. What is there that is not simple?”

“Well for starters, she’s in the same land where I found Terpsichore.”

“Good. Corey can help us.”

“She is not in the same city, which is why it took me longer to find her.”

“So why is this a problem?”

“It wouldn’t be, except for the other problem.”

“Other problem? What problem is that? Is Calliope injured? Is she unwell? I will kill anyone who has touched her!”

“No, I believe she is quite well.”

Oeagus smashed his fist against the wall. “Then what is the problem?”

Eros flinched. “She has no memory of her life before arriving there. She doesn’t know who she is, or that she’s a goddess.”

“She will know me. I am her husband.”

Eros picked up a grape from the table then popped it in his mouth. “That’s the thing, my impatient friend. She doesn’t remember anything.”

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BLISSEMASS: An Aussie Christmas pudding

I’ve posted this recipe before, but it always gets such a great response that I’m doing it again!

Santa pub crawlPeople in the northern hemisphere often find it hard to relate to Christmas in the great south land. Summer isn’t something you northerners identify with carols, eggnog, roast turkey and tinsel.  Well, I’m here to tell you we love our Christmas here in Aussieland…and we remember that the first Christmas was actually in a hot arid country so celebrating in the hot weather isn’t all that strange. Okay, so seeing poor Santa swelter in that heavy red suit and beard in the heat is a little weird I guess, but hey, we watch TV…we see how you guys do it!  We don’t want to be left out….LOL…

To be honest the traditions here are changing. It has a lot to do with our climate, and a lot to do with our multicultural country.  As a child I lived in a society where most people were of a European background. Hence we celebrated much like a family from England or from the USA…minus the snow of course.  Now we are a more eclectic society. Our neighbours are from Thailand, Vietnam, Malaysia, Indonesia, Hong Kong….plus we still have our Irish, English and European heritage.  It’s quite a melting pot really.

So now we combine our traditions.  We might have lobster and prawns, and then plum pudding.  Some still have turkey and ham and all the trimmings.  Some have a barbeque on the beach.  Anything goes.

What doesn’t change is that it’s bl**dy hot!  So I try to have something cooling but still Christmassy enough to be a special occasion.

Here is my recipe for Ice cream Christmas Pudding.  It’s absolutely delicious, if I say so myself J

Ingredients

1 litre tub of chocolate ice cream
500g mixed dried fruit
100 g glace cherries (optional)
100g choc bits
25 mls brandy or rum
500g good quality choc buttons (dark or milk)
250g white chocolate buttons
sprig of holly to decorate

Method
Leave the chocolate ice cream out to soften until it is able to be stirred.
In a bowl, combine the fruit and cherries. Leave aside
Line a pudding bowl with clear plastic wrap.
Melt the chocolate buttons ( in a double boiler, or microwave)
Add a small amount of the brandy or rum to the chocolate and stir.  It now becomes hard, in a play dough sort of texture.
Put the chocolate mixture into the prepared pudding bowl and mould it around the sides until you have completely lined the bowl with the chocolate.

Place it in the freezer for a few minutes.

Mix the fruit and the choc bits into the ice cream and pour it into the pudding bowl over the chocolate lining.
Bring the cling wrap back over the top and wrap.

Place the bowl in the freezer and let it refreeze.  Preferably overnight, but at least 4 hours.

To serve, pull the pudding out of the bowl with the plastic wrap. Up end it onto a serving plate.

Melt the white chocolate and pour it over the frozen pudding and it will harden. It looks like custard :-)

Decorate with a sprig of holly…and voila!

Christmas pudding Aussie style :-)

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Merry Blissemas!

This post is part of the fun Blissemas competition. To join in simply leave a comment on this post and the others at http://blissemas.co.uk and you could be in to win your choice of eReader or $100 gift voucher to spend on eBooks! The prize will be drawn on the 21st December. Merry Blissemas!

How to Join In the Blissemas fun

Visit the Blissemas site every day of the competiton and open that day’s envelope. Leave a comment on the day’s blog to get an entry into the Blissemas Prize Draw. One Entry Per Person Per Blog each day.

Pick Your Prize!

Choose from one of the following:

An eReader of your choice (Pick from either a Kindle, Nook, Kobo or Sony)
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Terms & Conditions

Blissemas this year runs from the 25th Nov – 19th Dec.

The Winner will be drawn at Midnight GMT on the 21st Dec 2013.
The Winner will be announced on the Smutters.co.uk Blog and Smutters Facebook Page
The competition is open to everyone over the age of 18.
The prize is non-transferable, non refundable and cannot be exchanged
Good luck!
And don’t forget to check out my latest release CHASING TERPSICHORE

When a Greek goddess lands in modern times there’s bound to be trouble.

You can read an excerpt and buy the book HERE

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