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Friday, 31 January 2014

Giving romance heroes a say




Having read The Rescued Heart, a friend made an interesting comment. “I could see why she fell in love with him,” she said. “The way you described him, he was gorgeous. But I couldn’t see why he was attracted to her when she was middle-aged and insecure.”

In The Rescued Heart, the hero is an artist, accustomed to looking beyond the surface. However, my friend's comment made me think. As a romance author, I fall a little in love with each of my heroes despite his flaws, and I hope my readers do the same. Therefore I endeavour to get under the skin of my heroine, and I describe the characters’ shared journey from her point of view. Although my heroine takes centre stage, naturally she spends more time reacting to her man’s admirable or infuriating behaviour than reflecting on her own good and bad points. (Like all of us, she is oblivious to her own flaws).


Perhaps it is time to give my heroes more of a say.

Friday, 24 January 2014

Tumbling Beyond A Blog



Fellow author Christy Effinger interviews me today on Tumblr. Tumblr is a newcomer in the world of social media. The catchy name conjures up an image of information and opinions bounced hither and thither through cyberspace, generating their own momentum, as blog posts are read and reposted. According to Tumblr’s own figures, it has 300 million visitors a month. Mighty impressive, until you read that users must navigate their way through the 130 million blogs hosted by the site. To see where curiosity takes you, and to find out more about Christy’s Say Nothing of What You See, a paranormal tale laced with romance, visit her at:


Wednesday, 8 January 2014

On tea-making as an alternative to murder



The Chinese and Japanese civilisations have developed rituals around the act of offering a drink of tea, devising ceremonies that go far beyond domesticity or hospitality. Every step of the elaborate ritual is designed to emphasize tranquillity, mutual respect and spiritual harmony.

I could have done with some inner harmony this morning when I made my husband a cup of tea instead of murdering him. The dear man had put a baking tray away in the cupboard, unwashed. Some weeks later I retrieved it, slippery with oil and encrusted with charred remains. Grrr! Even my mother, who displayed a splendid disregard for domestic perfection, would never have done that.

Inner peace failing to manifest itself, I revert to Keep Calm and Carry On. Recall my own mistakes and near disasters. Make cup of tea for both of us and smile. He smiles back, his tranquillity undisturbed.  "Any chance of another?"  he asks.

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