Monday, November 23, 2015

Thankful Author - Louise Lyndon

When Angela asked me to write a post of what I’m thankful for (for Thanksgiving) I immediately thought, but we don’t celebrate thanksgiving in Australia. But, that doesn’t mean I’m not thankful. About anything.
I come from a fairly dysfunctional family. For various reasons I won’t go into here, there have been periods of my life were members of my family have not spoken to each other for years. And with that came a lot of hurt, disconnection, and a sense of abandonment – this was true for all sides involved.
Then, one day, my sister, who I hadn’t spoken to for about five years became very ill. She’d just given birth to her twins and on the same day, due to having eclampsia, her lungs filled with fluid and her heart stopped beating. They ‘jumped started’ her and she was brought back to life, where she had heart bypass surgery and was put in to an induced coma for a week.
While all of this was going on I was living in the UK (my family in Australia). As soon as I receive word of what had happened I did not hesitate for one moment – I had to get back to Australia. Even though I hadn’t spoken to her for years, she was still my sister and I had to be back home.
The doctors told us my sister had only a 10% chance of surviving and that if she did survive she would be extremely brain damaged. And keep in mind she had just given birth to twins. What was to become of them?
I’m pleased to report that not only did she survive but her brain is not damaged at all – in fact, she went on to gain a Bachelor degree in Counselling and her twins, a boy and a girl, are now nine years old and, if I may say so myself, they are so bloomin’ beautiful and I love spending time with them.
So, I’m thankful that my sister survived. And has come out a stronger person.
I am thankful that I took her near death to re-evaluate my life and change aspects of it that I was not happy about.
I am thankful that three years ago I returned to Australia (to live) and I am thankful for that decision. I have a brilliant relationship with my sister and her twins. We see each other most weeks, we text, we speak often. I like the closeness that we now have. We are more than just sisters. We are friends.

There are still ‘issues’ with various members within our family – but I am thankful that we are all working on those issues and that each day sees us getting that little bit closer.


Aveline de Bondeville is on the run. Determined to keep out of the hands of the cruel Raimbaut de Blois she will do whatever it takes to stay alive. And so when she finds herself in the company of Troy de Gysborne she must quickly decide if she can trust him. But can she confess to murder knowing it would mean her certain death?

Troy de Gysborne did the unthinkable; he tore the bonds of brotherhood and left a path of destruction in his wake. And now Troy must face those he betrayed, including the father who long ago renounced him. But to confess to the crime he committed will cost him everything. Including Aveline. But can he remain silent if it means losing the woman he loves?


Aveline’s scream burned her throat; she tasted blood. Eudes staggered forward, his eyes wide. He looked at her as he fell to his knees and then slumped forward. Bright red blood rushed from his wound and pooled on the ground. She looked at Raimbaut.

“This time you shall not escape.”

She picked up her skirts and ran headlong into the forest and did not slow her speed as branches slapped her in the face and tore at her arms. The ground beneath her feet was icy and uneven. She risked a glance over her shoulder and did not stop even though Raimbaut was nowhere to be seen. He may not have been behind her, but it did not mean he was not stalking her.

Sweat trickled down her face and burned her eyes. Her heart pumped, her lungs gasped for air. She came to a skidding stop and looked wildly around. Should she keep running straight, go left or right, or make her way back to Gysborne? She turned in a circle and shoved her hair from her eyes.

A twig snapped behind her. She stilled and held her breath. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a blur rush by. Was it an animal? Was it Raimbaut?

She ignored the pain in her chest and her sudden need to loosen her bladder. But she could not ignore her trembling. She clutched her arms to her chest. A sour taste flooded her mouth as she did not see how she would be lucky enough a second time to escape from Raimbaut.

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Forced to marry Lord Aymon to ensure her young nephews survival, English Lady Laila vows undying hatred for the Norman she holds responsible for the deaths of so many innocents. Discovering Aymon has committed an act of treason gives her the chance to seek vengeance he deserves.  But can Laila let Aymon die at the hands of the king once she learns the truth?
A hardened Norman warrior, Lord Aymon has lived through atrocities no man ever should. With the invasion of England over, all he wants is a quiet life and a wife who will give him heirs and obey his every command. Instead, he finds himself wed to feisty and outspoken Laila. But when she learns the truth of his treasonous act, can Aymon count on her to keep his secret?



Louise grew up in country Victoria, Australia, before moving to England, where for sixteen years she soaked up the vibrancy of London and the medieval history of England. She has since returned to Australia and now lives in Melbourne.

In 2013, Louise won first prize in the historical romance category of the Crested Butte Sandy Writing Contest for her story, The Promise, which has since been retitled and is now known as, Of Love & Vengeance.

When not writing, Louise can be found covered in mud, crawling under barbed wire and hoisting herself over twelve foot walls!

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  1. Welcome back Louise. I'm so glad you could share in Thanksgiving with us here in America. What an amazing story of strength and love, you and your sister have to share. Beautiful.

  2. What a beautiful story, Louise. So thrilled to hear your sister is doing well, along with the twins. I've had some issues with my own siblings, but my sisters and I are the each other's best friends. I can't imagine not having them in my life. Thank you for sharing. :)