Under Kakadu Skies is out now!
Today I’m delighted to finally say that my newest novel, Under Kakadu Skies, is officially released.
This book has taken me to one of my favourite places in Australia and into a landscape that seems almost made for storytelling.
There are few places quite like Kakadu.
Its wetlands stretch towards distant escarpments beneath an enormous sky. Magpie geese rise in their thousands. Crocodiles slide almost invisibly through dark water. Brumbies roam and the turning seasons completely transform the country.
Whenever I think of Kakadu, I have the strange sense of looking backwards through time.

It makes me wonder whether this is something like the Australia our distant ancestors would have known: vast, wild and ruled not by people, but by weather, water and wildlife.
It is the perfect setting for Under Kakadu Skies.
Some secrets surface. Others lie in wait …
Wildlife biologist Jo Reid arrives in Kakadu after betrayal shatters the life she thought she knew.
She intends to lose herself in work and the wild country of the Top End. What she doesn’t expect is Kai Walker, a ranger who belongs to this landscape — a man carrying secrets and responsibilities of his own.
As Jo begins her fieldwork, troubling discoveries suggest someone is exploiting Kakadu’s wildlife. What begins as suspicion soon becomes something far more dangerous, drawing Jo and Kai into a fight that will test their courage, their trust in one another and ultimately their chances of making it home alive.
Along the way there are crocodiles, brumbies, an orphaned foal named Ghost, some truly spectacular country — and a love story.
Because, however wild the setting and however high the stakes, my stories always come back to people finding connection, hope and a place to belong.
A slightly different release this time
Many readers found my earlier books in stores such as BIG W when they were published by Penguin.
Under Kakadu Skies is different.
It is published by Pilyara Press, the independent press I now publish through, so you won’t necessarily see piles of copies in the big department stores.
But the book is widely available online and can be ordered by booksellers and libraries.
It is available in:
Ebook
Paperback
Large-print paperback
And signed copies are also available directly from me. just head to the dropdown book page on this website and select Under Kakadu Skies, The buy button is at the bottom of the post.
I’ve already been incredibly touched by the response from my advance readers, with some wonderful reviews and five-star ratings appearing before publication. My heartfelt thanks go to everyone who joined my Early Readers group, downloaded the book and took the time to share their thoughts.
But more than that, it is a lovely thing to know that a story which existed privately in my head for so long has finally found its readers.
So today I’m raising an imaginary glass to Jo, Kai, Ghost — and to the extraordinary country beneath those immense Kakadu skies.
Under Kakadu Skies is out now.
I hope you love it.
Jennifer







S M (Sandy) Spencer
Now retired, I write from the semi-rural home I share with my husband, horses, cats and dogs, as well as the kangaroos that pass through the paddocks on nearly a daily basis. But it isn’t just kangaroos that visit our semi-rural property. We see echidnas, blue-tongue lizards, rabbits, ducks, and every sort of parrot you can imagine. Recently we had a pair of Gang-Gang Cockatoos that I had to go onto the internet to identify. But the biggest surprise was the day a koala arrived in the front paddock and stayed the night! He was no doubt lost, perhaps pushed down to escape the bushfires in the nearby State Park, and by morning he was gone.
Just like my lovely hostess, Jennifer, I’m not only an animal lover, but also a keen horse-rider. I bought my first horse shortly after getting my first job at the age of sixteen, and haven’t looked back. I’ve traded California’s beaches and rolling coastal hills for country lanes and backroads, and I’ve become pretty much a fair weather rider, but my beautiful Arabian mare continues to allow me to ride her even though I’m sure she wonders why it’s always her that gets ridden (and not her two paddock partners, a retired buckskin and a rescue horse with permanent leg damage).



I grew up in the northern beaches peninsular district of Sydney. It was well after horse and cart days—but was a time when, if there was a vacant block of land down the road, it was perfectly acceptable to keep your horse there. I sometimes rode my pony to school, tethered him next to the oval and rode him home again. When I was fourteen, my family moved to Victoria and we lived in a semi-rural district with a goat, a cat, two dogs and a number of horses. My teenage friend Rina (and our horses), were inseparable for many years and we showed and competed together. Rina still competes in dressage, and has had a great deal of success with thoroughbred ex-racehorses. I always look forward to visiting her property and spending time in her stables!
The natural environment has played an important part in all of my novels. It was when I was working as a legal academic and teaching in a course, ‘The International Legal Regulation of Climate Change,’ that an idea formed for
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I’d gone to the centre purely to research the process for my book but in a very short time found myself immersed in the sessions in a much more personal way. The small group session included a combination of talking to the practitioners, spending time purely in the presence of the horses – in this case, a small herd of magnificent Friesians – and then grooming and doing groundwork with a particular horse. This was followed by deep reflection on the process and the emotions it triggered. A huge part of the process – this form being equine-assisted learning rather than actual therapy – was to slow down, listen to both the horse and your own reaction and to take the time to truly connect in the moment. Dealing with my own grief after losing my closest friend wasn’t something I anticipated but those feelings decided they wanted out and while this sort of loss isn’t something you ever really recover from, working with the horses was a hugely cathartic, helpful experience
Today we welcome Susanne Bellamy to the blog. Born and raised in Toowoomba, Susanne is an Aussie author of rural romance set in Australia. She also writes contemporary and suspense romances set in exciting and often exotic locations. She adores travel with her husband, both at home and overseas, and weaves stories around the settings and people she encounters. Mentoring aspiring writers, and working as a freelance editor keeps Susanne off the street!
We’ve had several Shepherds, starting with Ricky (Houdini hound extraordinaire) through to our current queen of the house, Freya. Then there was Clyde, the Welsh Springer spaniel with a talent for escaping so he could go scrub-bashing through the bush at the bottom of our property. He had such flexible paws that he actually climbed the fence!
Here’s a snippet of Hughie, the poddy calf:
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Zac meets Ava, with instant attraction on both sides. But how can there be any future when he’s definitely a city guy and she is the Desert Midwife? Pop in another nasty car accident, and Zac’s amnesia really puts a hold on their relationship.
Today I’d like to introduce you to Aussie author Leisl Leighton, a fellow horse lover! Leisl is a tall red head with an overly large imagination.
All my published novels so far have rural settings, mostly in mountainous or farmland regions, and the only explanation I can give is that I feel so at home where there are hills and mountains and, if I’m very lucky, snow.
It started when a family friend who also loved horses, the bush and horse riding, took me on a 5-day horse riding trek from Omeo through the Victorian Alpine region when I was thirteen. We rode along the high plains and down into the valleys, across rivers and back up again, staying in stockman’s huts and old woolsheds. I skinned rabbits, avoided snakes, survived sleeping in a shed with spiders as big as my face, and it was amazing and exhilarating and tiring and so much fun I still remember it vividly to this day. My sister was always a little jealous she didn’t get to come with me and our family friend, so mum and dad decided to enrol us in a horse riding camp down near Anglesea where we got to ride through the state forest and learn to look after the horses. We rode through heat and torrential rain, cold so profound that it snowed and we loved every moment. We did this every year through high school, and it had such a profound effect on me, that my husband thought it the perfect place to propose to me. He sneakily organised a special ride with just us and a stop in a lovely scenic place so he could pop the question. So romantic!
But I digress. Years after we finished high school and stopped going to the camps, my sister and I wanted to experience horse riding through the bush again. She particularly wanted to do a ride through the Victorian Alps and the family friend who had taken me all those years ago was keen to come with us too.

