Con Riley lives on the wild and rugged Devonshire coast, with her head in the clouds, and her feet in the Atlantic Ocean. Injury curtailed her enjoyment of outdoor pursuits, so writing fiction now fills her free time instead. Love, loss and redemption shape her romance stories, and her characters are flawed in ways that makes them live and breathe. When not people watching, or wrangling her own boy band of teen sons, she spends time staring at the sea from her kitchen window. If you see her, don’t disturb her—she’s probably thinking up new plots.
- *sings* https://t.co/rKdg5ekfqA, 21 hours ago
- Oh. What a perfect tweet. RIP Brian Cant. :( https://t.co/tn24JNNyBF, Jun 19
- RT @pete_sinclair: Dear @theresa_may - are you saddened enough to reverse your cuts to the fire service, pay firefighters properly and… https://t.co/AOo4VMqWG8, Jun 14
- Oh, London. :(, Jun 14
- RT @Michela_di: Impact Justice seeking summer intern - strong sociology undergrad/grad for research re: jj system involved LGBTQ youth & youth of color., Jun 12