Guest Blogger: Author Nell Dixon

Please welcome my fellow Astraea Press author Nell Dixon!


Thank you for inviting me to visit. For people who don’t know me here’s my bio: Nell Dixon is a Black Country author, married to the same man for over twenty-eight years she has three daughters, a tank of tropical fish and a cactus called Spike. Winner of the RNA’s prestigious Romance Prize in 2007 and 2010, she writes warm-hearted contemporary romance for a number of publishers in the US and the UK including Astraea Press, Myrmidon Press, Samhain Publishing, Little Black Dress, E-Scape Press and Freya’s Bower.

You can find me on facebook, twitter @NellDixon or on my website at and I love hearing from readers!

Lights, Camera, Poltergeist! is my 21st title so it’s a bit of a milestone for me. It was great fun to write as I’ve visited many Manor Houses in Scotland which are very similar to Fingelly Manor in the story. I’ve always been interested in things which have no rational explanation. My great, great, aunt Lizzy was a renowned Victorian medium. Apparently she had quite a reputation for reading teacups too!

Here’s a bit more about Lights, Camera, Poltergeist!

Lights, Camera, Poltergeist cover artThings don’t just go bump in the night, sometimes they throw tea cups!

As the presenter for Ghost UK, the leading TV show investigating paranormal activity, Fae thought she’d seen it all. Until a Valentine’s Eve live show from Scotland’s Fingelly Manor upsets both her preconceptions and her love life.


John watched as she headed out of the room. Lately, it seemed he couldn’t say or do the right thing, where Fae was concerned. He wasn’t looking forward to the evening ahead of them any more than she was. Until Tim had sprung his hare-brained scheme for a live Valentine’s show on them, John had planned a very different kind of evening with Fae.

Tonight he should have been enjoying an intimate dinner with her at their favourite restaurant, hoping he could put some romance back into their relationship. Instead they were to freeze to death in a cavernous and dingy dining room with the rest of the production team. Worse still, that lecherous creep, Giles, would be ogling Fae at every opportunity.

The room seemed to be growing colder by the minute. The elderly woman finished her ministrations by the fireplace, and a dull orange glow filled the hearth, accompanied by lots of smoke.

The tech staff had gone from the corridor as John crossed the room to stand closer to the meagre fire. No doubt they had slipped off to the kitchen in an attempt to scrounge up more mugs of tea.

He was tempted to go join them, but he really wanted to finish setting up the lighting and placing the motion sensors first.

Silence hugged him like a shroud as he concentrated on tightening the final connection. His breath formed ghostly clouds in the chill air. The fire next to him offered no more heat than a candle.

A growing sense of unease forced its way into his senses, raising goosebumps on his skin. John lifted his head, certain he was no longer alone in the room. At first he couldn’t see the cause of the sensation.

A change in the shadows in the far corner of the room, next to a dusty case containing a long-dead fox, caught his gaze. A soft snicking sound followed, like a door being closed quietly. He blinked, unsure if he had imagined the momentary distortion in the oak panelling.

© Nell Dixon 2013

Lights, Camera, Poltergeist is available from all good etailers, including: Amazon

Amazon UK

And why not try Cue Me In? which also features Fae, John and the Ghost UK team?


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