Nuala Ellwood comes from a family of war reporters, and they inspired her to get Arts Council funding to research and write a novel dealing with psychological trauma in the industry. My Sister's Bones is her debut thriller. http://amzn.to/2eZQ861You can follow Nuala's publication journey via:
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Kate Rafter is a high-flying war reporter. She's the strong one. The one who escaped their father. Her younger sister Sally didn't. Instead, she drinks.But when their mother dies, Kate is forced to return home. And on her first night she is woken by a terrifying scream.
At first Kate tells herself it's just a nightmare. But then she hears it again. And this time she knows she's not imagining it.
What secret is lurking in the old family home?
And is she strong enough to uncover it...and make it out alive?
I was on a deadline. This novel had to be finished soon but I’d spent hours sitting at my desk procrastinating. I needed to get out. I needed to go to Herne Bay and experience the setting of my novel up close. And so it was that I found myself checking into a seafront B & B in the middle of winter and looking out onto a watery landscape that, for me, had so far only existed within the pages of my manuscript.
As I set off to explore the town I found myself getting closer to my protagonist, war reporter, Kate Rafter, and the life she left behind in this beautiful but desolate town. Herne Bay is strangely incomplete; like it was on its way to becoming something wonderful but was stopped in its tracks. Opulent Georgian townhouses sit incongruously beside boarded up fish and chip shops and deserted amusement arcades. There are few shops, a smattering of chain pubs and endless charity shops adding to the sense of dereliction.
Herne Bay has a strange ‘otherness’ about it, a sense that the spirits who made their way through this windswept Kent town have left something of themselves behind.
But nothing prepared me for what I was about to encounter as I made my way up the cliffs to Reculver. A pair of mysterious towers is all that remains of the Roman fort that once stood high on the cliff tops just outside Herne Bay. The towers are a forbidding sight jutting out precariously on the edge of the rocks above a tiny strip of shingle beach where Barnes Wallis tested the bouncing bombs that would go on to be used to blow apart German dams in the Second World War.
