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| September 30th, 2008 But before we get to that- here’s a fantastic picture of little Chloe in the arms of her Gramps-
And thanks to all of you who have taken the trouble to write to me saying how much you enjoyed Housekeeper for Sale. With its emotional theme this book has produced a response similar to One-Night Baby, and I thank you all again. Anxiety? Have a good one, ladies, All my very best to you, Susan September 22nd, 2008 And nearly passed out at the gym. Don’t even ask whether I kept up my exercise regime whilst sunbathing by the pool- what do you think? Plus I had the adorabubbles to stay for the weekend, which meant no sleep, but lots of cuddles. And you just can’t have everything- I’ll settle for Chloe and Eloise
Writing-wise, I just submitted an idea for my next Modern Presents, which will be set in the wilds of the Yorkshire moors followed by the most sophisticated and glamorous part of Rome. Thinks: Do I feel a repeat visit to the Hotel Russie coming on? I’m feeling rather mellow at the moment- but missing the sun Hope you had a good start to your week, ladies. All best from the writing cave Susan xx September 20th, 2008 All The Nice Girls Love A Sailor
The neighbours The fittings were beyond belief= I should have taken shots of the luxury bathrooms and the master cabin as well as the spacious guest quarters- not to mention a kitchen, er, sorry, galley, to rival any I’ve seen on land. And as the sun goes down… Okay, so I like it, and I want one- And as my mother used to say at such times, ‘And I want a giraffe.’ Wishing you all the very best of weekends (and a boat- even if, like me, it’s one to sail in the bath Sxxx September 19th, 2008
Menorca is totally unpretentious and quiet, which appeals to me more than all the razz m’ tazz in the world- though I won’t pretend there’s no excitement when we visit- One of our friends allowed me to take some fantastic pics of his totally amazing 48 foot Princess yacht- which is real hero equipment- and I’ll try and get some of those images up for you on my next blog. And this is the heavenly view from our terrace Glad to be back in harness feeling refreshed. Hope all is well with you too! Hugs around the world September 11th, 2008
Well done, YOU!!! And here are a few more party pics as promised… The Usual Suspects…
And here’s DH with Jane and Lionel, two of our dearest friends- and yes, they are every bit as much fun as they look- plus Jane is not only a crack golfer (Lionel is Captain of his club- so we won’t go there- suffice it to say, his handicap is in single figures of the lowest order) but the most wonderful chef
Oh, why do these wonderful events have to be over so soon I know- we’ll just have to have another celebration really really soon Smiling through the rain, ladies, Suexxx September 10th, 2008 Sheikh Boss; Hot Desert Nights
Alrighty… We have a fab title for my latest Modern Heat. Yep, I said HEAT ladies- quite a thrill to be writing my first sheikh for the Modern Heat Line- especially when that Sheikh al Bad-Boy is none other than His Majesty, Rafik al Rafar al Haktari- better known to us as Raffa Raffa is as hard and hot as hell, and sports not just an earring but a wicked tattoo to go with his wicked stare. *Sigh* I love my job. And a huge thank you to Marilyn Shoemaker- Hey, Marilyn, I don’t have your e-mail. Please do contact me- you’re such a sweetheart and make all those hours at the screen more than worthwhile.
To give you some idea- I sent 3 ‘final’ versions of my latest manuscript in today with last minute ‘tweaks’ - And I sent the 3rd ‘definitive’ version of said manuscript in after I had been told the book had been acquired and line edits were already in progress. Now, here’s something I want to share with you over the next few days…
And, hey what do you think of the cake the kids had made for us- good, huh?!
Yes, Eloise smiles now- most of the time. Chloe’s a little camera shy- but who can blame her for being more interested in grandpa? Also in the pic we have my very glamorous D-I-L, Solene, et moi. More party pics to come. And what’s next on the agenda? The tiny Mediterranean island of Menorca- pics to follow just for you. Then, it’s a sexy Italian with vengeance on his mind for Modern/Presents line followed by a story for Heat set in one of my fave places to hang out- Monte Carlo. Oh, yes, bring it on. Loving that Riviera coast- perhaps there should be a sequel to that book- with a repeat research trip. In fact, I think there has to be… Sorry comments are closed because of those horrid Spammers- but you know you can always contact me directly. Well, that’s it for today- off to tame a few demons, I think- variety is the spice of life, after all. Hugs around the world, Your friend and author, Suexx September 2nd, 2008
What’s it like at the gym? What’s *he* like? Is he fit? Exhaustingly so, ladies, which is pretty much why I’ve been away from you- that and running two weeks over my deadline. Paul is extremely fit as befits a fitness trainer- You really think I’d pick a mule? Have pity on him, ladies- he has this crabby old crone to deal with- Joints? The only joints I know about are the ones you rub with olive oil, season with sea salt and ground black pepper and stick in the oven. Muscles? I like mine with white wine and garlic, thank you, with perhaps a sprinkle of dill. Flexibility? Now you’re talking. My plastic shopping card is extremely flexible. Yes, he’s excellent. Yes, he’s stern. Yes, he’s strong. Yes, he’s persuaded me to do more than I ever thought I could- like Pilates, par example… Now, come on, ladies- you know me- honest as the day is long. But he is a seriously good trainer Have a good one y’hear! Sxxx August 22nd, 2008 Okay, so it was going really well until my fit young personal trainer said these fateful words: ‘Don’t let your belly dome, Sue-’ Sorry? My what? In fact, I beg your pardon? Or, putting it another way- What did you just say? So, we’ve established that I don’t *do* exercise, in order to preserve my *almost* unused body, but with a family ski trip coming up for New Year, do I really want to be the last one down the slope?? Maybe if that means I am the last one *off* the slopes, it isn’t quite so bad. But last man down buys the drinks- so this is serious, ladies! So I have a trainer twice a week to *whip* me into shape- Don’t that sound like fun? Now all you ladies who took umbrage at all the hanky-spanky in Virgin For Sale had better not read on- for my work outs at the gym do involve rather a lot of physical discomfort-
and risk- Have you ever used one of those huge, unwieldy *balancing balls*? But if the end result is a stronger moi- one with a flat stomach, instead of…er, a dome. (a dome?) Then all will be right with the world. Huge thanks to Paul at the gym- if I don’t get a *&^!)){Y”! book out of this- I’ll eat my trainers. Yes, those huge, clodhoppy things- even I have to wear them at the gym! Have yourselves the best of weekends ladies! Sxxx ps: more to come from the torture chamber after Monday’s session. August 21st, 2008
‘My Favourite Sings’? I refer, of course, to one of my favourite singers, the great Julie Andrews- these are the words I’m sure she would liked to have sung at Manhattan ’s Radio City Music Hall for the benefit of the AARP- if it hadnt been a hoax!!
Botox and nose drops and needles for knitting, Cadillacs and cataracts, hearing aids and glasses, When the pipes leak, When the bones creak, Hot tea and crumpets and corn pads for bunions, Back pain, confused brains and no need for sinnin’, When the joints ache, When the hips break, Hoax or not- still a great laugh and a measure of the great lady that we all took it for granted she had sung them
Her Royal Betster says, It’s a dog’s life- but that ain’t bad round here Well, that’s it. I had better get back to work, but will be back soon with new of… Sxxx . ———————————————————————- August 20th, 2008 Who could ever forget that fabulous lyric from a Disney film?
The Prince’s Arranged Bride, edited by the unforgettably enthusiastic and incredible beautiful Lucy Mukerjee is my Christmas book in the US this year. I absolutely adored the writing process for this book, because my heroine, Emily Weston enters the story in the guise of a cabaret singer- something I know a little bit about. In her working life, Emily is a barrister, but she stands in last minute for her twin sister, who has been taken ill with flu’ just before an important charity dinner at which Prince Alessandro Bussoni Ferara is guest of honour. I had some fun playing around with the way some people respond to a barrister as opposed to the way they behave towards a cabaret singer- Having seen the scenery on both sides of that particular fence, I had a wry expression on my face in some parts of the book while my fingers fairly flew over the keys BTW - should I be thrilled, or alarmed at the fact that we’re talking Christmas already? Did I miss something? Is summer over? Did it even start here in the UK? Hope your week is going well, ladies, Sxxx |
Who can blame DH, Peter and John (who owns the super yacht for being avid sailors when they have this sort of fab yacht to play with?)
The Command Post
Have just returned from trip to one of my favourite places.
Hey, hey, good-looking- what’cha got cooking…
Chloe and Eloise say, Hi!