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About Gloria

I enjoy writing fiction set in historical times. My inspiration for my debut novel Secrets in the Babby House, came from the love of my childhood memories and my enjoyment of listening to stories of times gone by.

With Stephen

Is there an age or year of your life you would re-live?

This is a difficult question because there are many I’d like to re-live.

If I had to make a choice, I’d re-live my late 30s. I became the best version of myself during that time. It was also when I met my husband.

We’ve been together 20 years and we’ve just celebrated our 16th wedding anniversary. I would relive any year and age spent with him. Stephen truly is one of a kind!

When we were young!
Almost 20 years later

And still young!

On The Quay

What are you doing this evening?

Walking along the quay enjoying the nippy September air!

Judge a Book by its Cover 22 – #TuesdayBookBlog

Goldenguard by Michael A. Blaylock

This one caught my eye this morning as I scrolled through my gallery.

Indigo; the colour of integrity and intuition. It’s a colour I’m drawn to in general, but the golden tree has me curious. It’s a magical scene, and together with the title, it gives the impression that this is a fantasy novel.

The blurb paints a vivid and enticing preview of the story. I also read a few sample pages, and the writing is impressive, which is just as important as an eye-catching cover and an intriguing blurb.

The Blurb

He left them for dead. Now he’s their only hope.

Big Walter doesn’t want to be a hero anymore. He spent his youth prowling through the dark, and punching back whatever crawled out of it. Of course, he had friends then—a one-eared do-gooder, a serpent-tongued fire mage, the town belle, and a scab-kneed night elf—all guarding their Midwestern town of New Haven. Before they all fell apart. Before Walter had enough of being the big, dumb brute. Before he left, and finally found peace.

But now, something is calling him home. The darkness has grown stronger, New Haven is undefended, and worst of all, Walter can hear his friends screaming in his mind. But going back means more than trudging through the icy winter and the slithering night. He must return to his youth, relive the joys of friendship and community, and suffer old heartaches anew. Only then can he answer the hard questions: what really happened to those blissful years? What’s waiting for him out in the darkness?

And is there enough time to set it right?


Goldenguard has received some excellent reviews on Amazon and Goodreads.

HorsesDogsAndBooks on Goodreads ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

I REALLY like Big Walter. Like, REALLY.

This book is like literary fiction accidentally stumbled into a magic shop. The way the author casually weaves magic into the mundane as if it’s part of a grocery list is expertly done, and I have more “oooh that was good!” lines written down than I can count.

This isn’t a typical action-packed fantasy novel, so make sure you’re in a cozy mood when you sit down to read this book, but I promise you it’s worth your time.

Cole on Amazon ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ What a delight!

This book was a delight. A great story about deep and meaningful friendship with amazing characters that would appeal to anyone, but especially if you are from somewhere small, this book will speak to you on a deeper level too. As someone who moved away from my small town and moved back, I have felt so many of Walter’s emotions, but I hope like Walter maybe I have finally learned what it really means to be big.

I very much enjoyed my time with this book, and was surprised to take away some self reflection as well, definitely highly recommend!

AJ Nadolsky on Goodreads ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

I LOVED this book. A sure sign I’ll be re-reading something is when the well of emotion and action at the climax makes me tear up – and without and spoilers, I sure will be re-reading this.

First off, I am a sucker for the 20s/30s setting – this book not only nails the time period but also perfectly encapsulates the feeling of small-town America at the same time.

The magic in this story is rich, exciting, and full of adventure – just the right blend for me along the spectrum of soft and hard with plenty of mystery but plenty we get to learn and see along the way.

Speaking of mystery, the plot delivers that wonderfully – I was hooked as everything unfolded, the first chapter was a perfect hook and I found myself flipping back multiple times as story developments recontextualized what we had seen so far.

Finally, all of the characters are delightful. I love Walter, Di, Quill, Mary, and John each for different reasons and could go on for ages. The biggest thing I will say is how genuine everybody feels. I found myself feeling and understanding every decision (good and bad) that folks made because it just felt RIGHT. This was particularly the case for Walter due to him being the point of view but this very much goes for everybody.

Outstanding book and I’ll absolutely be looking out for future Blaylock stories!

JD Hornbacher on Goodreads ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

Easily one of my new favorites. What if you took a coming of age story and set it in a small town in the 1920s with memorable human characters and oh yeah throw in a half-giant protagonist who learns friendship and heartache while fighting demon Darkmist that come out in the night? You get one incredible read. Olden-days vibe mixed with fantasy and a strong redemptive undertone. I’ve never read anything like this.
Oh and from a writing standpoint, this has some of the most beautiful imagery/metaphors and impacting dialogue I’ve ever read. I legit underlined some of my favorite sentences after I soaked them in 10 times in a row. How can he say so much in such few words?

I’m not surprised this reviewer commented on the quality of writing. As previously noted, it stood out to me immediately from the first page of the sample. I don’t often read fantasy, but I’m very tempted to give this a go.

Have a look through the sample pages and see if it grabs your attention. It might just be your next favourite read.


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My Favourite Non-Camping Trip

Have you ever been camping?

Camping is high on my list of favourite things to do.

Our lovely Irish weather doesn’t make things easy for us, though.

We invested in a fabulous new tent in the summer of 2023. We only got to use it once that year – in Kerry. The weather was beautiful and we had a lovely time.

Last summer, the weather was brutal and many of the campsites didn’t open for tents.

So we went wild camping one weekend to a popular place for campers called Carrowtighe. It’s basically a field of roaming sheep alongside a small sandy beach surrounded by coastal cliffs.

A scenic spot but also very windy.

My son Tommy, his fiancée Chloe, and their young daughter Sophie, came with us, and they were using our old 4-man tent.

It took a little longer than usual to erect the tents because of the wind, but we managed. I did so much bragging about our brilliant new tent; how spacious it was, easy to erect with colour-coded poles.

I had advised Tommy and Chloe that when you look after a tent well, you’ll have it for years.

We unpacked all our stuff from the cars, blew up our airbeds, organised our kitchen, and then set up our dining area on the grass between the two tents.

We had sausages, bacon, beans, eggs, bread, and tea. As I washed up, Stephen sat in his camping chair reading, and Lucy lay in her sleeping quarters (very posh tent) resting, while Tommy, Chloe, and Sophie napped in their tent.

The wind got… well, windier!

Just as I was hanging up my dinky fairy lights, I remarked to Stephen, “It’s getting fairly blustery out there.”

I no sooner had the words out of my mouth when Lucy yelled from behind me.

She was buried under the tent. I bent down and got my back under it and pushed it up into position, but the wind fought back! It was hopeless… I wasn’t strong enough.

My fairy lights dangled in Stephen’s face threatening to strangle him as he rushed to the rescue.

He urged Lucy and me to get out. I pulled her free from the wreckage and crawled out into the fierce wind, leaving my brave husband behind.

I called my son for help. He poked his sleepy head from the flap of the perfectly stable tent I had regrettably cast aside for the fancier model.

Our old reliable tent in Carrowtighe!

“We need help. We’re down. Quickly… Stephen is trapped.”

Stephen was saved from the smothering ensemble, but there was no saving our beautiful 8-man luxury ‘robust’ tent. Bent and broken poles meant we had no choice but to take it down and pack up.

However… we did see the funny side of it! We laughed so much the whole way home.

We cooked marshmallows at our table later that evening. We took photos of them and posted them on Instagram. We just weren’t ready to tell everyone about our failed camping trip!