Carols and a sale

My attempts are rewriting a Christmas carol (or three) in the Presents style are up here. Spot the revisions displacement activity anyone??? Anyway, I got the revisions done and the book was accepted yesterday! This one has been tough, what with a certain little person arriving just before a total rewrite, so to say I'm relieved is a bit of an understatement. It'll be out in the UK in August 2011.

A Presents Christmas carol

Over at iheartspresents some of the Harlequin Presents authors have rewritten favourite Christmas carols along Presents lines. I got just the teensiest bit carried away, and had a stab at three. All this week you can see our efforts, so head here to take a look.

I was one of the lucky few whose Christmas travel plans weren't scuppered by the snow, and flew to the UK on Saturday. Goodness, it's cold!

It must be true, I read it in The Economist

Hmm. Well, after a nano-second of a break, I received further revisions, which is what I've been working on for the past couple of weeks. At the expense of:
1) Christmas present buying (current tally - 0)
2) Getting fresh air
3) Writing the next book (which was going rather well)
4) Blogging

So in the absence of anything interesting to report, I leave you with an article in The Economist on understanding why women find some men handsome and others hideous. There's a scientific study and everything, although personally I'd have thought it was kind of obvious.

The early bird...ends up exhausted

Lately my day has gone something like this:

5am. Wake up. Write.
7am. Feed baby.
7.30am. Put baby back to bed and write.
8.30am Give baby breakfast, get ready and go to library.
9.30am-2pm. Write until library closes for lunch.
2-4pm. Have lunch. Play with baby. Wait for library to reopen.
3-8pm. Head back to library and write until it closes.
9pm. Have supper, fall into bed and sleep like the dead until 5am when it all starts again.

But now the book is in. So tomorrow my day is going to look like this:

7am. Wake up and feed baby.
7.30am. Put baby and myself back to bed.
8.30am. Give baby breakfast, get ready and... hmm. Shop? Sleep? Read? Or make a start on the next book...?

Awesome oarsmen

Ah, I've been a bad blogger lately. Sorry about that. Babies, deadlines, travelling, writing and working have kind of got in the way. However I couldn't resist sharing this...



As my husband, brother and cousin were rowers I've spent a lot of my time on various towpaths. Which, naturally, was a hardship, but I do feel it's important to be supportive, don't you???

Grovelling Presents style

Ah, the grovel. The moment when the hero (and it's usually the hero, isn't it?) realises he's been a prat and has to beg the heroine's forgiveness. What's not to love about that?! I'm over at iheartpresents today with my ingredients for a good grovel - pop over and tell me yours!

The agony and the ecstasy

Being a published writer, for me at least, is a bit like being on a hyperactive seesaw. One minute I'm plumbing the depths of despair, with a deadline racing towards me, convinced that I can't write and my work is rubbish, the next I'm packing a dress and snazzy shoes and heading to London to the hang out at the glam Association of Mills & Boon Authors lunch and an HMB drinks party on Friday. I know which end I prefer!!