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Virgins Rule

Thursday, April 9th, 2009

My mother was right Such a thrill to see Ruthless Bill at the top of the Harlequin e-book charts- a great big hug to all my fabulous readers for loving my scarred hero, Ethan, as much as I did- and do. I hope you enjoy every book in the fabulous ‘Rugby’ series- There are some [...]

The Fun Begins…

Wednesday, April 8th, 2009

Like a squirrel I emerge from my writing cave in the Spring, blinking and hungering after more than a desk, a chair and a computer- and thus it was I found myself on my first trip out at a very special and delicious lunch listening afterwards to a talk on one of my favourite topics: [...]

Write what you know…

Tuesday, April 7th, 2009

I’m already receiving questions regarding my inspiration for Ruthless Bill. Write what I know? That singing means a lot to me and was a great part of my life- that music inspires me in everything I do and always will. I guess there’s always a strand of music in my books somewhere. And the Foot [...]

What’s in a name?

Sunday, April 5th, 2009

First off- thanks for the comments about Count Max in the packet of mail I received from Richmond. Not my favourite book- Okay, so when have you ever known me be less than frank? Never, is, I hope the answer to that question. Why not my favourite book? Because I would have socked that wretched [...]

Hang on-

Friday, April 3rd, 2009

That’s the story of my life- Hang on a mo’ while I try to find out what I’m trying to tell you about- because I’m so busy doing the next thing I have to take a chill pill and pause. Okay, so here it is… Hussy! Scream my children. Okay, so here’t the skinny- The [...]

Yay!

Friday, April 3rd, 2009

‘Darker than Night and Twice as Dangerous…’ My first Maktabi brother- Modern Heat bad-boy Razi- was well worth revisiting for the customary ‘tweaks’. We’ve all heard of ‘Revision Hell’ – I prefer to think of it as Revision Heaven, as I am ‘forced‘ to take a fresh look at my latest hero and remind myself [...]