writing

  • April

    I quite like April. Here in Sydney the weather usually settles into beautiful warm days and at night it cools enough to reach for a cardigan or jumper. I’m not sure how your year is going, but for me it is flying by and I feel like I’m scratching my head trying to establish where…

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  • the author

    You guys, The Last Resort is one month old tomorrow! Have you got your copy yet? Go now! I’ll wait … A massive, massive thank you. To every single person who has supported the book, by buying, reading, or recommending. Honestly, it overwhelms me. I feel incredibly grateful. I have met the loveliest people this…

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  • Tis the damn season

    It has been quite the year. Life changing, really. This time last year, I had a request land in my inbox asking for the full manuscript of The Last Resort from Echo Publishing. I sent it expecting to never hear from them again. And, now we are just two short months away from you all…

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  • Jacaranda season

    In Sydney, come the very first days of November, the streets turn purple as the Jacarandas flower. It is honestly, the most beautiful time of the year. I get to walk past this absolutely magnificent tree on my way to work. And, it makes everything better. This year I heard a story about the origins…

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  • Cover Girl

    How amazing does Abbey look on the new cover? We have a brand new cover design for The Last Resort. And a new release date. You can now get the book in store on Tuesday February 3 2026. I know how eager people are to read it, but we had to make certain it was…

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  • October grey

    A bit of a struggle I’m having a bit of a shit month, to be honest. My football team lost a grand final, two years in a row. Which is pretty rubbish. We’ve had colds and flus with the change of the season. With five people in our family, occasionally we will each pick up…

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  • NO NEWS NEWSLETTER – AUG 25

    I’ve just realised something. I’m an observer. I am the sort of person who engages socially by asking questions and hoping, in turn, that few are asked of me.It would be completely and utterly wrong not to admit that I’m also occasionally oblivious and sometimes a little naïve. But I woke up remembering an old…

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  • Why i write love stories

    When I was thirteen years old, my grandmother gave me a leather-bound edition of Rebecca by Daphne Du Maurier. ‘It’s a little dark,’ she said. ‘But I think you will love it anyway.’ I fell. Pretty hard.   Truth is, I’m a sucker for them. Mysterious love stories. Slow burn love stories. Tortured love stories.…

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  • Work in progress

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Amanda Hewitt