Clare lives in Melbourne, Australia with her four-legged companion, Henry Peanut, and spends her days emptying her brain-words onto pages because she never managed to get a real job.
She, aka me, or should I say I, am one of those people who you catch watching you on a train. I try not to intrude, but I just can't help it. How people work fascinates me, you know, that little 'ole thang called Human Nature. And I'm not talking boy band. I'm talking psychology with a capital P.
I'm currently re-working a historical, comedy-romance novel set in Regency England. The first draft was only a three star book in my opinion, and quite frankly, the characters deserve better.