Quiet blossoming

Not just the daffodils and the pink froth on the cherry trees on the path up to school. Feel like there's a bit of a seasonal change going on in my head too as the last book gradually fades away and the characters from the new one burst into life. (Oh knickers-- that makes it sound like I have some bizarre personality disorder, doesn't it?) Anyway, bursting into life they are, while I potter about in peaceful domesticity attempting to bring order to the chaos and squalor left over from The Deadline Weeks. I'm very, very excited about getting stuck into this book, so I don't hold out much hope for the chaos and squalor being entirely obliterated.

Here's my new hero...

In real life Gabriel Aubry is Mr Halle Berry, but in my (murky, mixed-up) world he's the bad-boy prince of Santarosa and something of a handful. Eeeek.

Out of Touch

So it seems that the sudden demise of my ancient computer is just a tip of the communications-nightmare iceberg here (those Titanic images just won't go away, will they?) Thanks to everyone who left comments here about my email issues: I checked my website yesterday and realised that it was down too. Apparently it's something to do with the server, so now I've let them know it should be sorted soon, (yeah, right!) but big apologies to anyone who emailed and hasn't had a response. For once it's not just because I'm a lazy old slacker!

Of course, the other reason for my lack of communication is that, in the aftermath of finishing the book I think I've just run out of words. My head is filled with echoing empty spaces where sentences should be. I'm guiltily aware that the deadline panic meant I didn't properly celebrate the release of Alejandro's book (At the Argentinean Billionaire's Bidding) with the usual contest and giveaways and background information and stuff. Is it all too late now? If there's anything anyone wants to know more about please shout up. In the meantime (and since I'm now actually boring myself with my extreme lack of anything worthwhile to say) let's just quietly contemplate Alejandro's gorgeousness, shall we...? (via the medium of his real life body double, Argentine polo ace Nacho Figueras)

Hmmm. That was nice. Think I might go and research my next hero now. He's South American. And Royal. And very naughty. Am sure I can just about rouse myself for that kind of challenge...

The End!

Finally got there. And now I feel like this.

Thank you, thank you, thank you for your lovely encouragement and positive thinking. Sadly, the ancient computer in my office-in-the-attic took the role of Leo in this epic drama, and died right at the end. Thank heavens for the invention of the memory stick.

Another update, via the medium of Kate'n'Leo....

The end is in sight.

Whether I make it or not still remains to be seen.

Quick update

It's all going well. I don't have as much time as I'd like (she says, slightly hysterically) but I'm actually loving writing this book, and a lot of the time this week when I've been sitting typing away at my desk it's felt a bit like this...





(Probably best not to think about what came shortly after...)