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Taylin Clavelli


Title: Sleepwalking

Author: Taylin Clavelli

Sleepwalking cover

Publisher: Wayward Ink Publishing



 Devastated by loss, Matthew sleepwalks through life, existing but not living.

Can someone rescue him from his waking nightmare and help him to live again?

Buy the short story:

 Amazon / Amazon UK / Amazon AU / WIP


I stood there in the empty hallway, hearing nothing but the echoes of faraway voices as I faced the wall of fallen heroes. Looking upon his handsome face, he smiled into the camera, standing proud, his chest puffed out, showing off his uniform to its full potential. How I wished he were here now. Instead of just a photograph, with his badge below it.

Running the tips of my fingers over his outline, I remembered his strong muscles over my skin. How his body was so big he could totally encase me; it made me feel safe. How my splayed hand only covered half his shoulder. Hell, my thigh was the size of his bicep—and yet he handled me as though I was the most precious thing on earth, both in life and in bed.

I’d run my fingers through his cropped, straight black hair, scratching his scalp with my short nails, making him purr like a cat. He’d lower his lips to mine, devouring me before making passionate love to me. Even now, I can feel the strength of his body within me, and the feel of him between my thighs.

My heart ached. I couldn’t stop the tears. I couldn’t walk away. I stood, rooted to the spot, while all the stitches that held me together snipped open one by one, releasing all the memories, the pain.

“Sam,” I whispered, before I sank to the floor, sobbing.


About the author:

Taylin Clavelli lives in the United Kingdom, about 15 miles south of Birmingham, and a short journey from the world famous Cadbury’s Chocolate factory. She’s married with children and loves her family with all her heart.

Her love of books has been a long standing affair, with Taylin liking nothing better than to lose herself in an imaginary world.

Until she met Lily Velden, she never considered trying her hand at writing. However, after talking ideas, Lily encouraged her to put pen to paper—or rather, fingers to keyboard. Since, with a few virtual kicks in the right place, she hasn’t stopped. Her confidence eventually led to her writing an original work for submission.

Her first published work was Boys, Toys, and Carpet Fitters, developed for the Dreamspinner Press Anthology – Don’t Try This At Home.

Now she absolutely adores immersing herself into the characters she creates, and transferring the pictures in her brain to paper, finding it liberating, therapeutic, and wonderful.

Outside of writing, her interests include; martial arts (she’s a 2nd Degree Black Belt in Taekwon-do), horse-riding, all of which facilitates her love of a wide variety of movies. Her action heroes include Jet Li and Tony Jaa—finding the dedication these men have for their art combined with their skill both amazing and a privilege to watch. If pressed, she’ll admit to thinking that the screen entrance of Johnny Depp as Captain Jack Sparrow in the Pirates of the Caribbean – Curse of the Black Pearl, and Shadowfax in LOTR, to be the greatest screen entrances ever. Her all-time favorite movies are Star Wars and Lord of the Rings.

The simple things in life that make her day, putting a smile on her face are:

Laughter – especially that of her children.

The smell of lasagna cooking – it makes her mouth salivate.

The dawn chorus – no symphony ever written can beat the waking greetings of the birds.

Social links:

Website / Facebook / Twitter

More from Taylin Clavelli

Dakota Skies

Born in the wrong time…

In 1875 Dakota, Sheriff Jamie Carter has to hide his interest in men, even from his gutsy twin sister, Anna. On a good day, the truth can mean a bullet between the eyes, and on a bad, one in the back.

A man on a mission…

Jamie leaves Anna in charge of Blackrock and he hits the bounty hunting trail, along with his faithful equine companion, Houston. Five territories, scores of ‘Wanted’ posters, and many bullets later, his path unexpectedly converges with that of enigmatic loner, Kit Brooks.

Two men with one soul…

Will the smoldering fire between them rage into an inferno and break down protective barriers, allowing them to find love? Or will it separate and kill them?

Beneath Dakota skies…

Jamie and Kit’s story is a sweeping saga of cowboys, Indians, persistent broads, and vengeful villains, where the cowboys aren’t always the good guys, and love can’t be taken for granted.

Buy links:

WIP /Amazon US / Amazon UK / B&N




I’d like to welcome friend and fellow Wayward Ink Publishing author, Taylin Clavelli.



Thank you for having me, it’s amazing to be here.

My pleasure, Taylin. Thank you for sharing a little about yourself.

 The prized possession you value above all others…

That would have to be my photo albums as they give a jump start to memories of people, places and events, many of which a person forgets over time. The photos are the physical possession, the memories they invoke are the prized possession.

 The unqualified regret you wish you could amend…

Hell, I’m far from perfect and have many regrets I wish I could amend. Too many to list them all and some have a bigger impact on my life than others. However, the one thing from primary school that still comes to mind, is during the days when animals were allowed in the classroom. I was an accident prone child and some baby chickens hatched and were being kept under heated lamp. While cuddling the chicks I managed to knock over the lamp and it broke. All the chicks were fine and all lived for a long time. But, I had to stay and give them warmth while the unhappy teacher replaced the lamp. I got a ton of stick from the other kids at the time and I regretted possibly causing the chickens any pain, and I regretted being clumsy. The whole thing scared the shit out of me cos, kids being kids, said I nearly killed the chicks and that had a big impact on me.

The temptation you wish you could resist…

Ohhhh, a loaded question. I’d put your readers to sleep if I listed them all, there is not one. I’ve been on the earth too long to have just one.

The book that holds everlasting resonance…

My Family and Other Animals, by Gerald Durrell. It is a book about the life of the conservationist Gerald Durrell. His antics and observations while growing up in Corfu. I absolutely adored the love the man had for animals. That love continued into adulthood where he founded the Durrell wildlife park in Jersey, which helps save species from extinction.

I’ve never had the chance to visit, but would love to go there one day.

The priority activity if you were invisible for a day…

It would depend on where I was in the world when given the chance to be invisible. So many possibilities. Putting my finger on one, it would be to be to sneak onto the set of The Hobbit.

The film you can watch time and time again…

Oh easy, Star Wars. Despite being a lover of LOTR and The Hobbit, Star Wars I have grown up with and have literally watched it time and time again.

The person who influenced you the most…

My husband. When growing up you experience the will of your parents and peers. When I met my husband and all through our marriage, he has encouraged me to be my own person and to do what makes me happy. He questions me and makes me think outside the box, too. He’s a wonderful man.

The unlikely interest that engages your curiosity…

Martial arts, it engages more than my curiosity, I am a 2nd Degree Black Belt in Taekwondo.

The poem that touches your soul…

‘Twas The Night Before Christmas by Clement Clarke Moore. I love the imagery of the poem, and there is something special in the air when you are outside on a cold winters evening and the snow is falling.

The event that altered the course of your life…

Getting made redundant. It set my life on a different course and during those months I moved from being a reader to having the time to become a writer.

 The song that means the most to you…

No one song can be named. Many songs out there touch me and make me stop what I am doing to listen to them. A huge portion have different meanings to me and invoke a range of thoughts. Knights in White Satin by the Moody Blues, In The Air Tonight by Phil Collins. Adam Lambert’s Trespassing. Pheonix by Fall Out Boy.

The happiest moment you will cherish forever…

The birth of my children.

The unfulfilled ambition that continues to haunt you…

Of course, Jersey, but on the whole, world travel. I’ve gone to many places, but there are soooo many still to visit. Being a LOTR and Hobbit fan New Zealand is high on the list, as is Brazil and Hawaii. I love the scenery in NZ, fell in love with it years ago. As for Brazil – I love how alive the place is.

Your early recollections of writing fiction…

Red, lots of red. Pages of red. Most of it saying, paint a picture with your words, pointing out my habits and literary no no’s. Oh and the differences between English/English and American/English. That and sitting before a blank screen with an idea in my head thinking, oh shit, where do I start?

The way you would spend your fantasy 24 hours, with no travel restrictions…

I’m also taking a Star Trek attitude here and believing I have portable beaming capacity, a universal translator, and the ability to breathe anywhere. Not going near time travel.

In that case, I would start off in Jersey, before a whistle stop tour of Australia and New Zealand. Then I’d dive onto a reef in the sea – don’t care which one. Then spend a huge chunk of time in Egypt at the Cairo Museum, The Pyramids, Valley of the Kings, Abydos, Karnak, Alexandria, Abu Simbel, Philae. I’d then beam out to the moon so that I could see the earth and stars clearly with my own eyes and not through glass. I’d finish the day at Disney EPCOT with a trip around the Geosphere and firework display.

The pet hate that makes your hackles rise…

When people as you a question then don’t stick around to hear the answer.

The figure from history you would most like to buy a pie and a pint…

Rameses The Great. I saw his mummy at the Cairo Museum. For me, there was still a presence about him that spanned time. It was enough to make me query life after death.

The piece of wisdom you would pass onto a child…

While it is admirable to want to change the world, learn how it works before you get in and make the changes.

The treasured item you lost and wish you could have again…

Nothing physical comes to mind. But I would love to regain the magic of Christmas, and the innocence of still believing in Santa.

The crime you would commit knowing you could get away with it…

Castrate child abusers.

The philosophy that underpins your life…

Let people be who they were meant to be, love who they want to love, and live the life that is right for them – without judgement. A person can have their own thoughts and beliefs, but they shouldn’t be forced onto another unless willing to engage in discussion and hear an alternative point of view. More to the point understand there is more than one point of view and it’s okay.

Please be aware that I am female, therefore all these answers could be different next week. J

The plug…

Three short stories in the Bollocks! And Love, Loss, Laughter and Lust anthologies from Wayward Ink Publishing.


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