An avid gardener, artist, musician and writer, Emily-Jane Hills Orford has fond memories and lots of stories that evolved from a childhood growing up in a haunted Victorian mansion. Told she had a ‘vivid imagination’, the author used this talent to create stories in her head to pass tedious hours while sick, waiting in a doctor’s office, listening to a teacher drone on about something she already knew, or enduring the long, stuffy family car rides. The author lived her stories in her head, allowing her imagination to lead her into a different world, one of her own making. As the author grew up, these stories, imaginings and fantasies took to the written form and, over the years, she developed a reputation for telling a good story. Emily-Jane can now boast that she is an award-winning author of several books, including Mrs. Murray’s Ghost (Telltale Publishing 2018), Queen Mary’s Daughter (Clean Reads 2018), Gerlinda (CFA 2016) which received an Honorable Mention in the 2016 Readers’ Favorite Book Awards, To Be a Duke (CFA 2014) which was named Finalist and Silver Medalist in the 2015 Next Generation Indie Book Awards and received an Honorable Mention in the 2015 Readers’ Favorite Book Awards and several other books. A retired teacher of music and creative writing, she writes about the extra-ordinary in life and the fantasies of dreams combined with memories.
There is a hidden treasure in the
grand old mansion on Piccadilly Street, in a place called London, but not the
real London of English fame. There’s also a lot of mystery and a murder that’s
been unsolved for decades. But it’s the treasure that captures Mary’s interest.
Mary lives in this house along with her family, her Brownie friends and a
ghost. When the ghost reveals her secret about the hidden treasure, there’s no
stopping Mary, her Brownie friends, or her enemies to searching for this
treasure.
Why the intrigue? Apparently there’s a little bit of magic connected
with this treasure. And so the adventure begins.
Who will find the treasure
first?
Snippet:
“Ah! So this is
where it’s hidden.” It was the unmistakeable voice of Miss Penelope. The girls
shuddered as Mrs. Murray faded into the fireplace and disappeared. Brunny and
Briddie turned around slowly to face their opponent. Mary hesitated before
taking a cautious, timid look over her shoulder. Rosie moved closer to her
friend and looked as well. There she was, in all her evil splendor, Elizabeth
and Stocky standing on either side of her.
“And you thought
I wouldn’t be watching.” She cackled loudly. Not the cackle that Mrs. Murray
did when she tried to laugh, but a distinctly evil cackle that sent shivers up
and down Mary’s spine.
Thank you for hosting me and my book, "Mrs. Murray's Hidden Treasure".
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