Award-winning author of Regency romance, contemporary romantic comedy, novellas. Also serials and short stories for women's magazines, poems for the small press, and anything else that might sell.
. Today I'm over at Liz Fielding's blog, helping her celebrate a golden year. Her 50th book came out earlier this year, and April sees her 50th M&B romance. She is inspirational, industrious, and a thoroughly nice person to boot.
Not quite enough words to do justice to my excitement, but you get the general idea.
Here it is, then. The announcement .......................
I've sold my Regency novel Fair Deception to Robert Hale Ltd !!!
As the novel opens, Susanna Fair is employed as an actress at the Sans Pareil theatre in the Strand, London. (Print courtesy of the Arthur Lloyd website).
Susanna is being opportuned (I just love Regency-speak) by the Dishonourable Rafe Warwick. Fortunately, heroic devil-may-care Kit Kydd is at hand...
Don't know yet when the book will be out, but you can read the first chapter on my website. .
Nice outing to the Oxford Literary Festival last week to enjoy the M&B-sponsored panel on the changes in fictional heroes and heroines over the past 100 years.
After being introduced by Oxford-based journalist Mary Zacaroli, the panel of Matt Dunn, Katie Fforde, Daisy Goodwin (chair), Joanne Harris and Nicola Cornick then dissolved into laughter as everyone in the marquee was reminded to turn off their mobile phones. . There was plenty of good-humoured discussion on whether H&H have changed (strong, silent heroes have now loosened up a bit, heroines allowed to be themselves more), before questions from the floor posed such interesting conundrums as which family member you wouldn't want to read your book (mothers/daughters in an equal tie), and how many of us skip the sex scenes when reading.
Afterwards, we enjoyed a glass or three of bubbly provided by Mills&Boon, whose Centenary Year it is, and then repaired en-masse to an extremely nice restaurant with our goody bags.
This photo of me, Louise Allen and Nicola Cornick was taken by Louise's husband after the bubbly, but before the food. Which may explain it.
. Hmmm. The sun has shone for two days now, so it's possible Spring has arrived (though there are rumours of snow again this weekend).
Enough of an excuse to post a photo of my daffs before they get battered all over again by the wind and the rain.
There's a poem to go with them too. Now, this isn't the most erudite piece of writing I've ever composed so don't go getting your hopes up, it's just a bit of fun.
It does, however, convince me that I'll never cut it in the greetings-card industry.
Daffodils by Jan Jones
We always look for flowers As a sign that winter's passed Yet crocus grow While there's still snow And open though The winds still blow Then fickle, foolish creatures they Shut up their faces fast.
But daffodils, now daffodils Are all-or-nothing men They stand up straight They throng the gate Spread out to wait And mass in great Bright welcome for the knowledge that The year has turned again.