Imagine this…

You clean, polish and dress your baby until it acquires a truly unique glow. No one else’s baby is quite so perfectly formed, so intriguingly dressed, so elegantly displayed…

Except, someone doesn’t agree.

Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat!

Now, I think you must already realise that I am not known by my dearest and closest as The Ninja Carrot for nothing.

You should also know that behind this carefree smile and apparently calm disposition lies a world of hurricane force passion and angst.

I’m guessing you’ve guessed we’re talking revisions here?

Admittedly, not too much got broken in my study this time- though the walls are pitted in places- and parts of the carpet will have to be replaced where my hysterical sobs have soaked it through.

Picture the wicked witch in any Disney film in a terminal rage and mate her with Tom and Jerry on a murder spree and you’re not even close.

But then, dear reader, I finally have to stop and catch my breath…

And guess what?

I can see through my tears that the book will be stronger if I tweak here and strengthen there. I’m also a free agent and this is my book. My editor is making suggestions. Get it?
Yep, I got it. Eventually.

So now I’m calm again, and actually thoroughly excited about some of the new projects Harlequin Mills & Boon have suggested to me- I’ll tell you more as and when I can. Or ASAP, as we all love to say these days.

So, yes- all’s well with the world of Susan Stephens again- and it’s even safe to come within throwing distance of my study. (but carry a tin hat, just in case)

Have a good one, ladies- and keep that temper under control so that you too can think straight, just like me (Ha B****Y Ha!)

Sxx