A UNIQUE WAY TO TRACK YOUR WORD COUNT

Here is a post I’ve written on Writing Mojo Academy about a visual tool I use and am sharing with other writers to track word count progress! Click here to read the post and see the tool in action>> A UNIQUE WAY TO TRACK YOUR WORD COUNT

How To Boost Your Writing Mojo!

Writing is more than just putting words on the page, or the screen.

Often, before that happens, there is a whole lot of mental and emotional preparation to get in ‘the zone’, or to get that writing mojo flowing.

Sometimes it flows, sometimes it doesn’t.

Sometimes we have to make ourselves write to get it flowing, but one key to help the writing flow time and time again, is passion. For writing itself, for your story, and for the big picture of ‘why’ you write. If you’re lacking in passion and enthusiasm for any of these, your writing can suffer.

You can be enthusiastic and passionate about writing, but have trouble getting words written because your story doesn’t feel alive or fresh enough to you… you can be passionate about your story but find writing challenging and difficult, or you can love writing and your story but get sidetracked and distracted because you don’t have a clear vision or passion for the big picture of what you want to achieve. Making sure these elements all work together is vital to boosting your mojo.

If you’ve lost some passion for writing itself, one of the best ways to get it back is to read. Read something for the enjoyment of it, and remember how powerful writing can be. You can also try writing for the sake of writing, without pressure or judgement, just write something without censoring yourself and watch how much lighter you start to feel when thoughts and emotions become words and are released from your mind.

If your story isn’t making you excited to get at the computer each day, then you need to boost your story mojo by clarifying your story hook (a succinct summary of main premise and plot) and making sure it stands out enough and is as unique as can be, deepen your characters’ goals, motivations, and conflicts, and get into the ‘feeling’ of the story and discover why it will be enjoyable and satisfying for a reader to read. A few tweaks and improvements can get you more excited about your book which makes the writing process a whole lot easier. Or, start a new story.

And do you actually know why you write? For many, it’s mainly a case of: “I can’t NOT write”. It can be like part of our DNA, something we feel born to do. Yet this doesn’t always compel us to write and to enjoy the process. Go deeper, think about how you feel when you write or after you have written… what does it bring to you and to others? Hold onto that joy, that bliss, that meaning and purpose, and bring it onto your day to day writing life. Keep reminders of your ‘why’ in the form of post-it note messages or affirmations to yourself, a collage of inspiring images, a picture resembling a goal stuck on your fridge, or simply a feeling in your mind. Remembering the big picture can help to keep the writing mojo going. You can also create a mission statement for your writing or career, for example, mine is: “Entertaining and inspiring myself and others through stories, art, and self empowerment.” I have this stuck on my whiteboard above where my laptop charges. If I get caught up with deadlines, overwork, or disappointments like bad reviews or less than expected sales, this helps bring me back to the big picture, to my “why”, to my passion for what I do.

This is me getting my writing mojo boosted at the RWAus 2016 conference in Adelaide!

This is me getting my writing mojo boosted at the RWAus 2016 conference in Adelaide!

The new year is a perfect time to think about what you want to achieve for the year ahead, and to get off to a great start with enthusiasm and passion… which is why I’ve created a fun and interactive online course called WRITING MOJO, to help you do just that! And even though I’m the teacher, I’ll be doing the lessons too, along with you, in the private group for course participants.

The course will start in January 2017 and contain 7 detailed lessons over approximately 2 weeks, but can be started at any time and done at your own pace. A downloadable version will also be made available. It is for all types of writers, beginners to advanced, and doesn’t matter if you write (or want to write) fiction, non-fiction, memoir, self help, health & fitness, or ‘how to’ books… it’s all about getting yourself ready for a year of success, creating and achieving your goals, and enjoying your writing life. And I’ll be there to help you along the way.

During December, pre-bookings for the course are $50 off the full price, and I’m also giving a free chapter critique to the first few students, so to secure your spot head over to the COURSES page where you can book easily online.

Hope to see you there, and I wish you a magical year of motivation, magnificence, and mojo! 🙂

~ Juliet 

 

 

 

 

Cover Reveal! THE SECRET LETTERS PROJECT…

 

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I love the colours in this cover, what do you think?! 🙂

THE SECRET LETTERS PROJECT will be out in August 2017 with Sourcebooks, but is already listed on Amazon for preorder – click here.

You can also join the secret Facebook group for updates and to read real life secret letters and even submit your own – click here.

What are secret letters all about??

“Reclaim your emotional well-being, supercharge your self-empowerment, and create a magical life of miracles through the healing power of letter writing…”

Discover how an advanced form of journaling known as secret letter writing can help you become more positive and empowered in your life. 
Whether the letter is for your eyes only or shared with another, this emotional release and manifesting tool has the power to transform your sense of self and your relationship with difficult circumstances to embrace positive outcomes and opportunities. 
The Secret Letters Project is a practical and inspiring resource containing instructions and examples of 20 types of letters to write for various circumstances in your life, to help with things such as; dealing with grief, resolving resentments, releasing emotions and expressing yourself safely, asking for or offering forgiveness, uncovering answers, starting your life over or moving on from the past, providing clarity and closure, declaring your desires and intentions, aiding recovery from illness or addictions, giving gratitude, and expressing excitement and anticipation for what the future may hold. 
No matter what challenges, choices, or opportunities you are facing, a hand-written letter from the heart can help.

 

Join THE SECRET LETTERS PROJECT Facebook group to keep updated> – click here.

The Story of My Book: Haunted Ever After

The Escapades

by Juliet Madison

I Dedicated My Novel To A Ghost…

 I’ve always loved ghost stories, and as I’ve often experienced strong gut instincts about certain things and have learned to listen to my intuition, it’s no wonder I like writing stories with a few elements of the supernatural thrown in.

 When I started writing one of my magical romantic comedies, HAUNTED EVER AFTER, I was trying to come up with a name for my main character; a bride-to-be who becomes haunted by the wacky ghost of her fiance’s ex-girlfriend. A name popped into my mind. I liked the first name but the surname didn’t feel completely right, so I asked myself, ‘What would be a better surname?’ and instantly another one came to me.

 I Googled it and found a news article about a woman with the same name who had been murdered. Her terrifying ordeal…

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ANZAC DAY excerpt from APRIL’S GLOW

AprilsGlow-Harlequin1920_1920x3022In honour of ANZAC Day here in Australia, I’m sharing a scene from my latest Tarrin’s Bay novel APRIL’S GLOW, about a reclusive ex-soldier who moves into the house next door to April, a bubbly but troubled woman who helps to bring him out of his shell, and in doing so, helps her to face her own past.

Enjoy 🙂

 

A man in an Akubra hat met her at the rocky lookout, along with a few other people who were setting up some of the displays and seating for the service. She was instructed on where to bring the candles and he gave her a rundown of the proceedings. The sun was low and glary, and the strong breeze pushed around them like an annoyingly overconfident sales person. As he spoke about a friend of a friend’s grandfather’s time in the war, the contrast to where they now stood was so strong she felt unworthy of being there. In this beautiful place, this safe town, this beautiful natural landscape.

‘We’re lucky, eh?’ he said, glancing around the horizon where the deep blue of the ocean merged with the sky.

‘Sure are.’

He eyed her leg, the ankle of her prosthesis visible under the hem of her long skirt. ‘How long’s it been?’ He gestured downwards.

‘Two and a half years.’

‘Not an ex-soldier, are you?’ He raised his eyebrows.

She chuckled. ‘Me? I wouldn’t cut it as a soldier. No, it was a car accident.’

‘Sorry to hear, love. Guess you’ve got to count your blessings.’

She’d heard that and its variations many times after that awful day, when the reality of being an amputee, among other trauma, had driven her deep into depression.

‘At least you survived.’

‘At least it was only below the knee.’

‘At least it wasn’t your right arm.’

And she knew they were thinking: ‘At least you weren’t paralysed from the neck down like Kyle.’

Kyle. He was the unlucky one. What if she had been sitting in his seat in the car? She shuddered to think of the possibility. He would have been her husband by now. But a drunk driver had changed that for them. And if she hadn’t been adjusting the volume on the car CD player and singing along, maybe she would have been able to react faster to the car coming towards their side who’d run a red light. Maybe less damage would have occurred had she been able to brake sooner, or swerve more sharply. Maybe then the impact would have been one inch further away from Kyle’s spinal cord.

Maybe, maybe, maybe.

She would have stayed with him. She’d committed to being his fiancée and future wife. But his family said no, and once he was able to communicate clearly, he’d said no too. He’d wanted her as his wife, not his full-time carer. Maybe if he’d been a paraplegic, but quadriplegic? She’d known it would be incredibly difficult, especially with her own injury to recover from, but the accident hadn’t killed her love for him. Though he survived, she hadn’t only lost her leg that day, but her man. Her future. Life had dealt her a new one, and she was still figuring it out.

‘I have a lot to be thankful for,’ April said to the man, and before he could ask any more questions, she thanked him for his time and confirmed she’d arrive early to set up the candles.

* * *

The atmosphere the following morning was far removed from what it had been the day before. The sun had not yet splashed the sky with its glow, and the moon over the ocean created an eerie presence. Her candles, most held by the many attendees, and others framing the staged memorial area around the microphone and podium, glimmered in the sporadic breeze, the flames protected by their tall heatproof casing. A universal symbol of hope. Remembrance.

As names of soldiers were called out, and prayers and poems recited, she thought of Zac and wondered what sort of poetry he wrote. She’d never been into poetry, but hearing special words spoken into the dim expanse of Lookout Point, the sound of waves crashing and rolling beneath as their background music, she realised its power, its potential. It was a way to make sense of what had been, give structure to the chaos that had occurred, and immortalise the heroes who had perhaps stood here many years gone by, dreaming of a future they never got to experience.

Yes, she was lucky. She may not have got the future she’d planned, but she had a future.

When the service had ended and the early sun warmed the air and started waking up the town, April glanced down towards the harbour on her left, and saw him. Zac. In the distance, standing alone on one of the piers. Why had he not come up to take part in the service? She walked down the hill. Maybe they’d cross paths on her way back home. But by the time she got to the bottom he was already walking further ahead, going the long way around, towards the beach instead of the town.

Probably best. She would go home and make use of her rare day off while the shop was closed for Anzac Day. He’d go to his place and do his own thing, and they need never be more than courteous but distant neighbours. Later on she’d join some of the locals at the pub for dinner. Her mum wouldn’t be there though, she boycotted pubs. She would catch up with her for lunch tomorrow instead.

After chatting to some locals in Miracle Park on the way home, April arrived back in her street and found Zac planting a small tree in his front garden.

‘Poet and a gardener, huh?’ she said, stopping in front of his house. So much for leaving him to his own devices, her mouth didn’t like to cooperate with her brain. ‘I’ll leave you to it,’ she added, about to walk off.

‘Wait,’ he said.

She looked at his face, his eyes tight and squinting in the morning glare.

‘I’ve got something for you.’

‘Another cloud candle?’ April glanced upwards.

‘No. Something you can actually take with you. Into your house, I mean, not when you die.’

She tilted her head. She didn’t know how to respond to that.

‘Sorry. I’m sure you’ll live a long healthy life. I’m just saying. You know, after our conversation a couple of weeks ago.’

‘That we can’t take material possessions with us when we die, yes. I remember.’

‘It’s inside.’ He brushed soil from his bare hands and walked towards the front door. April followed, but hung about on the porch. A subtle glow caught her eye and she peered into his house, noticing the fireplace. But it wasn’t lit, the candle on the mantle above was. The cinnamon candle.

‘I’m glad the candle is getting put to good use,’ she said. ‘But they look nicer when lit at night.’

Zac wandered to the mantle. ‘I know. But I thought today would be good.’

‘Because of Anzac Day?’

He nodded, and before she knew what she was doing she had stepped into his house without asking permission. ‘Is that you?’ She pointed to a photo of two kids. She recognised the shape of his jaw, even in the youthful roundness of the child’s face. She looked back to the door she’d stepped through. ‘Sorry, I shouldn’t barge in. My legs and my mouth have a mind of their own.’

He chuckled. ‘It’s okay. Yes, that’s me and my friend.’

April’s gaze wandered to the photo next to it. ‘And all grown up. Same friend?’

He nodded. ‘Yep.’

‘You’re a soldier?’ It made sense. His commanding presence and posture. His tattoos, the intensity and seriousness he sometimes had. When he wasn’t chuckling or commenting on how she was ‘amusing to watch’.

Was.’

‘How long have you been off duty?’

Zac glanced up to the roof. ‘Almost three years now.’

‘Wow. You must have seen a lot. I mean, I don’t need to know, but … is that why my prosthesis didn’t shock you?’

‘I’ve seen much worse.’

‘I can imagine. Although I can’t. Not really. I won’t begin to even … I should stop talking. I’ll stop talking.’ She turned away from his gaze and brushed her hair from her face.

‘It’s okay, April.’

She narrowed her eyes a little. ‘I saw you, at the harbour. You weren’t at the dawn service?’

He shook his head and slid his hands into his pockets. ‘Prefer to honour the men in my own way. And also, it’s …’ He ran his hand across his short hair. ‘Doesn’t matter. Oh, your gift.’ He went to the kitchen.

April furrowed her brow. ‘What is this gift you speak of?’

He held out his hand, a small seashell resting on his palm. ‘Found it when I was walking over the sand dunes. Made me think of you for some reason. I think because it has these little speckles on it, like cinnamon.’

April took the shell and studied it with a smile. Golden brown specks were scattered across it like freckles. And one edge of the shell was broken off. There was also a larger patch of golden brown near the centre, like a birthmark. ‘It’s unique,’ she said. ‘I like it. Thanks.’

‘Don’t thank me, thank Mother Nature.’

‘Okay then. Thanks Mother Nature,’ she spoke loudly in case Mother Nature couldn’t hear her from within the confines of this man-made enclosure.

Maybe the reason why Zac had been distant the past two weeks was because of what today represented, and it triggered memories for him. Painful memories, just like the month of September did for her. ‘Sorry if I’ve been a nosy neighbour, pestering you about what you do and how you pay your bills. I’ll mind my own business now and try to be normal. So, if you need to borrow a cup of sugar anytime, let me know.’ She laughed.

‘I don’t use sugar,’ Zac replied.

‘Oh. Then if you need to borrow a cup of … Sugar substitute? Chia seeds? Or … coffee?’

‘I’ll be sure to remember your offer.’ He grinned, then walked April to the door.

Before stepping off the porch she turned to face him, his eyes grey and tired-looking, like he hadn’t had enough sleep. Which if he’d been up since before dawn like she’d been, he hadn’t. ‘Hey, a few of us will be at the pub tonight for dinner, if you’d like to come?’

Zac took a step back. ‘Um. Thanks. But I’ll pass.’

‘Okay, but if you change your mind, let me know.’

He scratched his head, and his mouth opened like he wanted to say something, but no sound came out.

‘Well, I’ll be off.’

‘April.’ He lightly touched her arm and she glanced down at his hand. He had nice hands.

‘Yeah?’

‘Thanks for the offer. It’s nice of you. But the reason I can’t is, well …’ He nibbled one corner of his lip. ‘It’s a bit embarrassing, really.’ He rubbed the back of his neck.

‘What is?’ she asked. ‘That you don’t want to be seen in such a state of obvious self neglect with your unimpressive physique and unshaven face? And those tattoos, I mean, you look like a badass. People might get scared.’ She nudged him with a wink.

Zac smiled. ‘Yeah, I’ve let myself go. Too many meat pies.’ He patted his belly that clearly received no less than a couple of hundred or more crunches per day. ‘Nah, the thing is, and I haven’t told anyone this, except for … anyway, the thing is, I have a mild case of agoraphobia.’ A slight hint of pink coloured his cheeks. ‘Crowds. I just can’t do them. It’s hard to explain. I need quiet. Not too many people around. A pub, or any similar place, it’s … I’m not quite there yet.’ He lowered his gaze and lifted the edge of his doormat with his foot.

April felt a surge of pity for the guy. Well, not pity so much as sadness. A man like him, in his prime, clearly traumatised by things in his past … of course it was understandable that the war would have affected him in some way. He didn’t appear to have any physical injuries, but maybe he had post-traumatic stress disorder, or maybe the crowds and open spaces just triggered anxiety for some reason.

April touched his arm as he had hers. Somehow, it felt both rough and smooth at the same time. ‘I understand. No problem.’ She offered a small smile. ‘Thanks for telling me.’

She gave a small wave and stepped off the porch, but as per usual, she thought of another thing to say and had to turn around again. ‘You know what? I feel like eating in tonight.’ April put her hands on her hips and surveyed Zac’s front garden. ‘Care to join me?’

Zac’s eyebrows shot up. ‘You’re inviting me over for dinner?’

‘Looks that way. I can pick something up, or find something to whip up.’

He rubbed his chin. ‘The thing is, I’ve already defrosted some chicken for tonight. How about you join me here instead?’

Now April’s eyebrows rose. ‘You’re going to cook for me?’

‘No, you can cook. I’ll just provide the ingredients and kitchen facilities.’

She eyed his unchanged facial expression.

‘I’m kidding,’ he chuckled. ‘You can clean up instead.’

April laughed and warmth spread throughout her cheeks.

‘Seriously, I’ve got it covered.’ He held up his hands. ‘Just come over when the sun goes down.’

‘You’ve got yourself a deal.’ She gave a nod. ‘Would Juliet like Romeo to join her for some gourmet cat pellets?’

Zac laughed, and his Adam’s apple bobbed. ‘I think the cats can sort themselves out for tonight. See you later on.’ He smiled and closed the door.

So much for not bothering to get to know him anymore. The pages of his book of life were starting to open, and she was sure tonight would provide many more answers to the questions that had been forming in her mind. It was time to get to know Zac, for real. Not just chatting over the fence, not the odd, random conversations at his door, but real, proper, dignified conversation over the dinner table. A sense of anticipation fluttered inside. She had been looking forward to dinner at the pub, but this … this she was looking forward to way more than that.

~*~

APRIL’S GLOW is available from all online ebook retailers. 

AmazonUS / AmazonAUS / AmazonUK / iTunes/iBooks

Others via the buy now button at Escape Publishing

 

 

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APRIL’S GLOW – a new Tarrin’s Bay novel out now

It is a week of celebrations… a new book out today, 2 others earlier this month, and yesterday was my 40th birthday 🙂

It’s no surprise I decided to start the story of APRIL’S GLOW off with a birthday celebration too… April is the main character and her birthday at the start of the book begins a life-changing year for her as she meets and reluctantly falls in love with troubled ex-soldier Zac who moves in next door. But April is also troubled and the two will find both similarities and differences they need to come to terms with if they are to move on from their past and create a positive future.

I absolutely loved writing this emotionally intense story, and it gave me a chance to explore my love of poetry too, as Zac is a poet with his own blog. His poems take a different turn though when he starts to become fascinated by his new neighbour, April. But when April discovers a secret about Zac, it will change everything.

APRIL’S GLOW deals with issues of grief, hope, loss, addiction, and disability. Scarred people trying to navigate their challenges and create a new life for themselves. It shows that no matter what the mind, body and soul have been through, the heart will always ache to love again. But you have to be open to new possibilities.

APRIL’S GLOW is book 4 in my bestselling Tarrin’s Bay series, however it can be read as a stand alone story. You can find out about the other books in the series here.

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BLURB & BUY LINKS:

The heartwarming new Tarrin’s Bay novel from bestselling author Juliet Madison is all about moving on – in unexpected ways.

Distracting herself from a string of bad luck and a disastrous love life, bubbly April Vedora throws herself into her new business —April’s Glow, a candle store in seaside Tarrin’s Bay — the enchanting scents and colourful atmosphere provide a safe haven. But outside business hours she’s clueless about her personal life.

When a mysterious loner moves in next door, she can’t help but become intrigued, and ex-soldier Zac Masterson is equally fascinated by April. But both have sworn off relationships, and while April avoids her emotions by keeping busy and sociable, Zac hides away from the world — and his past. 

As the pair chip away at each other’s facades and secrets are revealed, April fears that the man she is unwillingly falling for could represent everything she’s worked so hard to avoid. Or could they be just what the other needs?

They’ve shared their secrets over the back fence, but resolving the past is going to mean opening the doors to their hearts — and letting each other in.

Buy from all online ebook retailers:

AmazonUS / AmazonAUS / AmazonUK / iTunes/iBooks

Others via the buy now button at Escape Publishing

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I hope you enjoy the latest TB story. Now, I’m about to start writing the next one… Memories of May! 🙂

~ Juliet 

 

2 New Books Out Now!

April is a BIG month, not only is it my birthday month (a BIG birthday too, starting with 4 and ending in 0) but I have 3 book releases. And the first two are now available!

COLOR YOUR DREAMS and TASTE (THE DELTA GIRLS #4)!

COLOR YOUR DREAMS is my adult inspirational coloring and activity book with 100 illustrations and empowering written activities, meditations, and affirmations.

TASTE is book 4 in THE DELTA GIRLS paranormal mystery series about teen sisters, each with a psychic gift of one of the five senses.

 

BUY LINKS:

COLOR YOUR DREAMS (Buy in US stores including Walmart, or online. Aus edition available in Big W in June).

#ColorYourDreams

TASTE (THE DELTA GIRLS #4)

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*The Delta Girls is also available on audio via iTunes and Audible, the first 3 books are currently out and book 4 will be coming soon. 🙂

 

…Stay tuned, the next book release is Friday April 15: APRIL’S GLOW, the 4th book in my loosely linked Tarrin’s Bay series. 🙂

Happy reading and happy coloring!!

~ Juliet xo

Recipes by Juliet – Paleo Savoury Muffins

Though this blog is mostly about writing and books and self-empowerment, a writer’s gotta eat, and something I love almost as much as writing is cooking and baking (but mostly eating what I’ve cooked and baked). 😉

If you follow me on Facebook you might have seen my #JulietsBakingAdventures posts. If not, here are some of them…

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A lot of people ask me for the recipes, but the thing is… I’m what I like to call an “Intuitive Cook”. Translation: I make stuff up as I go along. And that sometimes means I don’t know how to replicate what I’ve made and have to get all “intuitive” again. I used to joke that if I published a cookbook it would be called The Intuitive Cook ~ DIY Recipes, and inside would be photos of the creations with each page blank except for the words: Here is what it should look like, figure it out yourself! 😉 But I’m changing my ways! I’ve started writing down my ingredients and steps, and today I will be sharing with you my PALEO SAVOURY MUFFINS. (Thanks Luke Hines for demanding encouraging me on Facebook to share the recipe!) 😉

But first…why paleo? 

I won’t go into detail in this post (it’s a whole book in itself), but Paleo principles form the majority of my eating regime and lifestyle. Before I became an author I worked as a naturopath and nutritionist with a health science degree in complementary medicine, and was privileged to hear Dr Loren Cordain speak about his paleo research at a conference in Australia several years ago. I was sold. And then chef Pete Evans started creating his own paleo recipes which helped bring the lifestyle into the mainstream. I’ve had great personal success with eating paleo (including 14kg weight loss and overcoming two medical conditions), and when understood and followed properly it makes perfect biological sense to me. Here I am with Pete and Luke at their Paleo Way tour in 2015…

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Now, RECIPE TIME!

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PALEO SAVOURY MUFFINS:

  • paleo
  • gluten free
  • dairy free
  • grain free
  • high fibre

*Why I like them: You can freeze them for a quick breakfast or meal on the go, eat cold or warm, add variations, and they are perfect for when I’m in the writing zone and don’t want to interrupt my muse 😉

The recipe below is the basic recipe, in that you can eat them plain, or add other ingredients for some variation depending on what you like. Although I’ve tried to be as specific as possible with quantities, I’m not so much when it comes to herbs and spices, so use what feels right.

INGREDIENTS:

Dry:

  • 1 & 1/4 cup of almond meal
  • 1/2 cup tapioca
  • 1/4 cup coconut flour
  • 2 tablespoons of ground flaxseed
  • 2 tablespoons of psyllium husks (adds fibre)
  • 4 teaspoons gluten-free baking powder (or homemade paleo version)
  • 1-2 teaspoons xanthan gum (not essential but use it if you have it)
  • 2 teaspoons sea salt
  • sprinkle of pepper
  • sprinkle of garlic powder, onion powder, turmeric, and a pinch of nutmeg
  • sesame seeds – add a good sprinkling (word of the day), however much you prefer, then save some to sprinkle on top of each muffin before baking.
  • small bunch of fresh chives, chopped (or use a couple tablespoons of dried)

Wet:

  • 5 organic free-range eggs
  • 3/4 cup almond milk (unsweetened & carrageenan-free, or homemade)
  • 1/4 cup oil (coconut or olive or macadamia depending on the flavour you prefer)
  • 2 teaspoons apple cider vinegar

 

WHAT TO DO:

*Preheat oven to 180 d/celsius

  1. Mix all dry ingredients together in a large bowl with a fork or whisk.
  2. Mix eggs and apple cider vinegar together briskly with a whisk until it becomes frothy. Then whisk in the almond milk and oil.
  3. Add wet mixture to dry mixture and combine well.
  4. Add variations* if desired, otherwise spoon chunky blobs of mixture into silicon muffin cases (will fit 12 regular sized muffins, or use a mini muffin pan for a bite-size party food option). Top with extra sesame seeds.
  5. Bake for around 25 minutes or until firm and golden on top.
  6. Serve warm as they are, or cut open and spread with a tiny bit of organic ghee if desired. Store in fridge or freeze leftovers.

*Variations:

  • Add cooked sweet potato, spinach, and a small handful of pine nuts
  • Add cooked chicken and herbs or paleo pesto
  • Add smoked salmon, dill, and a squeeze of lemon juice
  • Add sautéed chopped onion and organic nitrate-free bacon

Enjoy! 🙂

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~ Juliet xo

 

Sneak Peek of COLOR YOUR DREAMS!

Not long until COLOR YOUR DREAMS releases in April 2016!

And, for those in Australia who would prefer an Aussie edition that includes the letter U in COLOUR (hehe), there will be COLOUR YOUR DREAMS releasing in June 2016 in Australia!

Here are both covers.

And now for a sneak peek… what can you expect to see inside the book? There are 100 coloring/colouring pages based on positive words, and each has a themed activity page of inspiring and empowering exercises (the mental and emotional kind, not physical) to help you feel fantastic and create a life you love! 🙂

Here are 5 sample pages (watermarked with my publisher’s logo):

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If you’d like to keep updated on COLOR YOUR DREAMS, take part in exclusive giveaways, share your coloring creations or chat coloring, feel free to join my fun Facebook group HERE. You can also like my Facebook page and follow me on Twitter and Instagram.

>>PRE-ORDER with free shipping at Book Depository.

Happy coloring! 🙂

~ Juliet xo 

 

New Release! SCENT (The Delta Girls #3)

Scent_coverpreviewBook 3 in my Young Adult paranormal romantic suspense series is now available! Scent is a stand-alone story but also continues the overall mystery from book 1 (SIGHT), so if you haven’t read the first yet, the details are HERE. Book 1 is currently on special for 99c at some retailers.

SCENT is told from Sasha’s point of view. She can smell the future! 🙂 But she needs her sisters and their respective senses to be able to put their predictions together in order to help others and themselves.

 

Here is the book description:

Five extraordinary sisters discover that they each have a unique talent, an extra-sensory perception that enables them to see what others can’t. It makes them incredible, it puts them in danger, and it brings them closer to learning the secrets that have haunted them their entire lives. These are the Delta Girls.

Sassy Sasha is having an online interlude with a secret admirer. She’s convinced it’s the gorgeous Taylor Petrenko behind the romantic emails.

There’s little time for love, though. As new developments come to light around their father’s disappearance, the Delta Girls start to question just how well they knew their father. The sisters experience increasingly detailed and troubling sensory predictions that bring fear and uncertainty, weighing them down with the responsibility toward helping those in danger.

Sasha distracts herself with the excitement of newfound romance, refusing to partake in further analysis of the visions. When her sisters cover for her so she can sneak out for a date, her sense of scent becomes heightened and awakens the memory of a vision she shared with her sisters. Sasha realizes a moment too late that she is in danger, and must gather all of her strength if she is to save her own life.

SCENT is published by Diversion Books and is now available in both print and ebook from all online retailers, with audiobook to follow, and can be purchased or ordered from physical bookstores as well.

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I hope you’ll enjoy the 3rd book in The Delta Girls series! Book 4 (TASTE) is releasing in April 2016.

~ Juliet xo 

TheDeltaGirls-JulietMadison

THE DELTA GIRLS:

SIGHT (Savannah’s story) – now available!

SOUND (Serena’s story) – now available!

SCENT (Sasha’s story) – now available!

TASTE (Tamara’s story) – Coming April 2016

TOUCH (Talia’s story & the series conclusion)- Coming July 2016