Archive for December, 2007
December 31, 2007
crazy.
I’ve just looked back on the last three years’ worth of New Years Eve posts on this blog.
Three years ago, I was talking about writing a sex scene for what would become my second Mills & Boon book, Being a Bad Girl.
Two years ago, I was all excited about getting my author copies of my first book, Featured Attraction, but as a matter of fact, I was also finishing up miscarrying my third pregnancy in a little bit under a year.
Last year, I had a brand new baby and was overwhelmed by the good wishes of the people on this blog. I remember that New Years Eve was the first day I went visiting with the baby, who was eight days old. We went round to my friend Paul’s house. I was still wearing maternity clothes.
This year, we went round to Paul’s house to visit again, and Fecklet crawled around everywhere and giggled at a toy monkey. I’ve spent the afternoon shopping for an outfit to wear when I celebrate the publication of my eighth novel. Now, Fecklet is asleep upstairs and Dave and I are about to open up a bottle of champagne.
May 2008 be the best year yet, for me and for you.
December 29, 2007
just another day at the salt mines
Have spent today struggling with a scene.
Oh, and doing laundry, and dishes, and tidying, and cleaning, and child care, and cooking.
thunk
December 27, 2007
four stars, whoop whoop!
Hooray, I just found out that Romantic Times has given my February US release, HIS FOR THE TAKING, four stars!
(This is the book formerly known as Driving Him Wild.)
I had a brilliant Christmas. It is so much fun to give toys to a little kid. We left out cake and a drink for Santa and a carrot for Rudolph and everything. Fecklet ate everything in sight, as did we.
I hope yours was just as good.
Now I’m back to work, hard on revisions for Honey Trap. I’ve added two new chapters to the beginning, in order to deepen the heroine’s character. I think I have about five more new chapters to add, plus layering in information elsewhere. Work work work work.
December 25, 2007
have a rockin’ Christmas
December 22, 2007
364 days
Making cupcakes for the Fecklet’s birthday.
It’s hard to believe that one year ago, this was happening.
I had a read through the posts for last year and it’s both very easy and very difficult to remember exactly what it was like. Late pregnancy (and mine was very late) and early babyhood are such weird times and you honestly don’t believe anything will ever seem normal again.
But it does.
December 20, 2007
little green man
I had a great day yesterday. Strangely enough, the most liberating feeling was being able to scoot across a road in London without waiting for the little green man.
So basically, I appreciated my day off most when I was jaywalking.
Anyway, there’s an article up about me and One Night Stand on the local BBC website, here.
December 19, 2007
day off
I am having A DAY OFF today.
No baby, no work. I’m leaving the Fecklet with my husband and I’m going to London. I’m going to read a novel and drink a large latte on the train, I’m going to see this exhibition about spirit photography, I’m going to do some Christmas shopping, I’m going to meet Biddy for drinks and dinner.
I have been looking forward to this for weeks.
(And yes, we were up at 5 am again today.)
December 18, 2007
5 am again
…And though I went to bed at 9.30 so I’d be ready for it, my husband kept me awake snoring.
Agh!
December 17, 2007
why…
…do children think that 5 am is a suitable time to wake up for the day?
December 15, 2007
the rude one
A charming young fellow called Keith
Dressed up as a holiday wreath:
He sang “Deck the Halls”
With some twigs on his balls
And nothing above or beneath.
December 14, 2007
The Perils of Modern Christmas, or, Only Imagine the Electric Bill
My neighbours’ new bright decorations
Provide such intense lumination
That they render me blind,
So that I have to find
My front door by echolocation.
…Tomorrow, the rude one that one me third prize at my writers’ group. 
December 11, 2007
holiday limericks
My writing group is having a Christmas limerick competition tomorrow. I’ve written two, which I can’t publish yet as the contest is anonymous.
Do you have any? (They can also be about any other holiday, or just winter.) Go on, give us a laugh. I’ll put my efforts up tomorrow after the contest, which I don’t expect to win because we have some mean rhymesters in our group.
