Discovered by J. Lilley

Discovered (The Shalean Moon Book 1)
By J. Lilley

When Rachel moved to Scotland she knew there would be changes. She hadn’t expected them to be quite so dramatic. Not only was there a new house, new school and new friends, there was also a secret to discover.

Brios Parde was a Patriarch in waiting. When the powerful leopard shifter senses a new Shalean he is amazed to discover it’s the new girl. All his senses tell him Rach will be important to him.

However the Rogues try to destroy the budding relationship. Will Rach decide to side with Brios or help stage an uprising?

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Author Interview with J. Lilley

Hi everyone. This is J. Lilley here. Or to be precise Joanne. Also known as Jo, Mum, Grammy Jo and on occasion ‘oy you’. I ignore the last one. I write YA under my maiden name. My dad would have been tickled pink that I got published, and so pleased I used ‘Lilley’ as my pan name. He suffered agonies with Lilley as a surname. Plus my married name is ordinary, so hopefully this sticks in your mind a bit more. I’ve always liked making up stories. Ever since as a child of around 8 or 9, I twice won a national, Where does Chocolate come from, competition. The prize was chocolate. Well I was hooked. Write and get paid for it. In chocolate. What more could a girl ask for? I still treat myself to a big bar every time a book comes out. By the time I got to secondary school, my ideas about writing took a severe step back. I was forever being marked down for being ‘too flowery’ and not factual enough. So for a lot of years after, the only stories I made up were to entertain my children. (Rumple Rabbit or George the whatever bird, anyone?) As a child I wanted to be a ballet dancer or a milk lady. In my teens I toyed with the idea of going into the WRENS, except I went off the idea because in those days, they didn’t go to sea. I ended up being a civil servant, among other things. It wasn’t until I was almost old enough to get my bus pass I started to write properly, and oh boy was that a step learning curve. I had to accept that sometimes I’m a plotter and others a pantster. That my characters have minds of their own, and I better listen when they talk (or scream at me). That sometimes it is okay to delete 20k because it isn’t working. Now I listen to what they say. I might not always like it but I accept they are correct and go with the flow. For instance, I never thought Leira (who features in book 1, but is the heroine in book 2) would be as arsy as she is. Or that Rach’s dad was as he was. But I accepted it. Another thing that made me take a step back was how I decided not to read anything of even a remotely similar genre. I know some people do, but I am scared rigid that somehow I might accidentally plagiarise what I am reading. After all every story is a reinvention of something else. I don’t know if it would or could happen, but I’m taking no chances. So I guess that means I have no idea where The Shalean Moon series fits, or how. I just know it all came from my mind. I’ll read anything else I enjoy, except what I’m writing. Luckily I’ve got a fairly broad reading interest. Writing wise I have no set routine. I write anywhere and at any time. Long haul flights are great, as I can and do block everyone and everything out. I think it is great, but it sends the family demented. At home I daren’t say the number of ruined meals, because of that. As we cook in an Aga, which means you get no smells in the house of food cooking, there’s nothing to remind me. I’ve even not heard an alarm I’ve set. It’s just as well one of the Aga ovens is like a slow cooker. I can leave soup or something in there and not worry. Thankfully, I have a long-suffering and understanding husband. And on that note I better get the cake I’m making out of the oven… Happy Reading, Jo

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