Sunday, 30 January 2011

Two weeks and one day ...

February 14th 2011 - put it on one of your calendars, make a note in your diary. It's going to be BIG!


Gorgeous or what? I really am starting to fidget with excitement now!











Thursday, 27 January 2011

Things of beauty and small objects of desire.

Golly, it's been over a week since I blogged! Please forgive me and consider my wrists well and truly slapped. But I have been busy ...

I've been busy with the Calpol (both Beasts) and with arranging the gorgeous flowers C always brings me at the weekend:


I love the first tulips of the year, bringing the promise of spring and longer days.  Who'd have thought pollen could be such a deep, gorgeous purple either?

I have also been busy learning new tricks:


Now, I only got it because my old phone was literally falling to bits. And this one is going to be so useful - theoretically I could blog while standing in the queue at Sainsbury's, how clever is that? And if mousey nibbles the modem again I can still email for help. And you can make calls on it too!

But the last week's not been all fun, oh no, my new hero is really playing me up. He just can't seem to accept that Andreas Lazarides still needs my attention from time to time. I've told him he's only got to wait  a few more weeks until the Greek goes out into the world on his own (February 14th remember!), but he's being quite demanding nevertheless. The naughty step isn't working - he keeps dragging me onto it to keep him company, so I'm wondering if I should try reducing his protein intake. What do you think?


Mmmm, actually I think he could do with a lot more exercise.

Friday, 14 January 2011

What Am I? Plotter or Pantser?

Today, I'm doing nothing because it's my birthday and Rufus is keen to get started on my feet. So I'm handing today's blog over to lovely author, Rachel Brimble. Hello and welcome!


First of all, thank you so much, Rachel for having me here today! I really feel as though we have become good friends in a such a short amount of time, it’s great. Cannot wait for Storm’s Heart to be released, I will be first in the queue – and what a fabulous cover! Sexy!

I thought I’d blog about the theory of Plotter vs Pantser on my visit today – the reason? Well, as a staunch plotter for the first six years of my writing endeavours, I thought I would never become a pantser but over the last twelve months or so, I am rapidly becoming exactly that. And I love it!

For any aspiring writers reading this, there is absolutely no right or wrong way to write – as long as we are getting the words on the page, we are bona fide writers. Full stop.

The change for me came after book number five, ‘Getting It Right This Time’ (which incidentally is my next release – available for download from Monday January 17th, plug, plug, plug!).

Having already having four published novels under my belt, I thought I had a handle on my writing process – I came up with the premise, wrote the synopsis (which I always draft first so I have a skeleton to work with when I finish the novel – I hate writing them!) and then finally, a chapter breakdown. Yes, I was a TOTAL plotter!

But for books six and seven, I kept hearing fellow romance writer, Julie Cohen’s vital advice going around and around in my head – “allow yourself to write a crap first draft.” And so I wholly embraced this logic and my entire writing process changed overnight. Now I start with the premise, write a two-page synopsis and then write the story as it comes to me.

The second draft is often a deep and intense editing process but I love working this way and have managed to produce more work than I ever have before – and most importantly work that has sold, yay! (Book six will be out later this year).

Here’s the blurb & buy link (if you feel so inclined!) for Getting It Right This Time – enjoy!

Two years after her husband’s death, Kate Marshall returns home seeking security and stability for her three-year-old daughter. But when her path crosses with ‘the one who got away’…her husband’s best friend, she has to fight the desire to be with him for the sake of further heartbreak for her and her daughter.

A tough, straight talking theatrical agent, Mark Johnston is dangerously handsome, exceedingly rich, irresistibly charming – and branded by the tabloids as one of the UK’s most eligible bachelors. So even though Mark lost the girl of his dreams to his best friend, he finds no hardship in being single. Or so he thought.

Determined not to lose her a second time, Mark has to find a way to convince her they can work. But can Kate cope with the media interest and ruthless, money-hungry clients surrounding him, being anywhere near her daughter? Or accept that Mark Johnston is really the family man he claims to be?

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Rachel Brimble, you are an absolute darling, and the cover of Getting It Right This Time is stunning. Not sure how I'm going to be able to wait until January 17th to read it though! I will have to distract myself somehow ... Just a little harder, Rufus, yes, that's better.

Tuesday, 4 January 2011

January 4th: come on, back to it!

Work, school and similar, today's the day for a lot of us, unless you're one of the lucky few who've really cracked it and get to make all the decisions. Someone like Peter Jones, with his nice socks, good hair and charitable foundation for forgotten children. Now, talk about hero inspiration ...

Oh dear, distracted already! I wanted to show you what my lovelies put in my stocking this Christmas:


 
That's four calendars, two diaries and a box of exquisite stationery. So no excuse for missing anything now, eh? It's all covered, including son's Egyptian day (must make outfit for disemboweling exercise etc), football club (buy, wash and label new kit), visit still neglected relatives and friends (will involve at least two cups of tea - will avoid cake), INSET days, dentist, garage ...

What on earth made me think I was going to write flat out for six weeks?