If you're going to write about a favourite author, then why not start with the best. And that would be Nora Roberts . I first discovered the novels of Nora Roberts back in the day at a second-hand bookshop, the ones that I don't think exist any more. You know the shops, where you'd take in a stack of paperbacks, you'd sell them for a dollar or two, and then get the money credit against your purchases. Man, I loved that. There has always been debate about them, because the authors get no royalties on a book once its sold second hand, but I may not have discovered one of my most favourite set of stories ever if not for those crowded and musty little bookshops, where I could browse the books and buy them cheap. And those stories were Nora Roberts Donovan series. At the time, there was Captivated, Entranced and Charmed. I fell in love with those books and not long after, when I heard that Nora herself was going to be at the Australian romance writers conference, I was in
Happy Easter! This year we I decided to forego chocolate for Easter. The first time in living history but honestly, it feels like the excess of Christmas was just last week, so Easter Eggs were off the shopping list. However, we did not, I repeat, did NOT, forego the tradition of the Hot Cross Bun. So on Good Friday I found a recipe and made them. Now, we do have a breadmaker, kindly bequeathed to me some years ago by a friend who was giving up bread. We have enjoyed some marvels from that breadmaker. Fruit loaves, plain loaves, foccaccia bread, and last year, some rather nice Hot Cross Buns. But a few months back, we discovered the wee paddle in the machine had disappeared, the bit that does the churning, and despite much searching and re-searching, and doing it again for good measure, because how on earth could this paddle just vanish, like socks in a washing machine, this wee paddle had in fact gone AWOL. Now, I am paranoid about losing such things and take great care, and put it
I have a new title for the first book I published, now known as... The Daniel Deal . It was originally called Daniel's Bride , then I changed it to Marrying Melinda , but for reasons (my next release is called Marrying Michelle and no other title will do!) I had to come up with a new title, and it is now The Daniel Deal . It's a marriage of convenience story set in Sydney, with a gorgeous, alpha hero, Daniel, who comes from old money and is running the family empire while his brothers have absconded overseas, the selfish brats! One of my readers told me she loved the story but wanted to give Daniel a kick up the butt! I kind of see what she meant. The heroine is Melinda, who's just been jilted, is out of a job, is worried about her invalid mother who must live in a home, and so she takes up Daniel on an offer to be his wife, an offer she can't refuse. There is also a wee Jack Russell called Barnaby in there. Here's the blurb from my Amazon page: A sweet, modern r
Marrying Michelle is a whisker away from being released. I have loved writing the story, starting off with no idea where it was going, and it has been so good to return to Daisy, Penny and best of all, to write Michelle's story. I have rebranded all the covers in the series, so they really give a feel for what the stories are... All about Fun, Friends and Feelgood Romance. Once published, Michelle and the other two books will be all be for sale across the different platforms, so not just on Amazon but on Nook, iBooks and so on. I'll post when Michelle is finally out.
I spent all day yesterday working on a new book while my just-finished one is with my beloved reader for their personal opinion. I had a goal of writing 5000 new words yesterday but as the book is one I'm picking up after about four years (I do have a draft dated 2017) I ended up deleting about 2500 words and was back to where I was at the beginning, plus shifting a few scenes around for the pacing, but it is coming together and will be book three in the Clearlake County series. Current deadline: late March. I actually remember where I was when I first came up with idea for this story. I was in Melbourne at a writers conference one year (I am thinking this was probably about 2012, something like that) and one of the many things I love about attending a romance writers conference is staying in the hotel. I think it was the Langham, a totally posh hotel. I love hotels They fascinate me so I figured a story where the heroine is in the hotel industry would be a good start. So today h
Am at the keyboard, on this glorious Sunday, having just got back from taking Mum out for a walk. Or rather, a wheel, since she can't walk long distances much. So we went down to her local beach, a 20 minute walk there, but couldn't get down to the beach itself on account of the steep incline. It was a nice view though, although mostly obscured by the trees. The local heritage trail booklet says that in 1913, it was estimated that around 200 tents had been put up by campers one day, beneath the shade of the trees on the grass just up from the sand. The trees, Pohutukawas, would have been a lot smaller then, and I can't imagine 200 tents being put up up along that stretch, but that's what happened apparently. Anyhow, it was a nice walk and, man, is pushing a wheelchair good exercise. But now it's back to trying to get my next book, Marrying Michelle, off to my reader, which all going well will happen sometime tomorrow. ~ Joanne
I went for a walk with my old mum down to the harbour this morning and it was pretty nice. It was cool and windy, not like an Auckland summer at all, These days, I've discovered that using a wheel chair is the best option for taking mum out, since Auckland is very hilly and it's good exercise, pushing a wheel chair, up hill and down again. Really good exercise. When we get to the bay, she gets out, and we walk around, and today watched some people kite sailing . There were no family groups setting up for picnics etc as it was chilly and overcast. In other words, it was nice and peaceful and quiet. Just two old girls and the seagulls. We shared a muffin and some coffee I'd bought from home. So, it was a nice hour down at the water, then back home again to get stuck into writing!