Wednesday, April 29, 2015

So Frenchy So Chic

The French! I am a bit into things French at the moment, partly because.. well, why not? There's a lot to like (she says, avoiding looking English people in the eye...)
Plus I'm meant to be spending a few days on a certain French Pacific island in a few months, so am brushing up on sixth form French in anticipation of not making a complete twit of myself.
I could set a book there. Tax write off...
Anyhow, besides drinking lots of cafe au lait, I recently discovered a fabulous French singer, Lou Doillon. She had a song on the "So Frenchy So Chic" CD (one day I'm going to that!) , so I tried out her CD "Places" - and just loved it. Its kind of cruisey-pop, and a few months back I played it all the way in the car on a long drive.
Lou has got a gorgeous, deep voice, sings in English, and writes her own stuff - like this clip, ICU, which is quite possibly my favourite song on the album.
Here tis. Definitely chic.



Sunday, April 19, 2015

In which we talk about writing stuff...

Just back from a fabulous writerly retreat down in the King Country. We talked writing, plotting, marketing, social media, and had a great time in the process.
TeKuiti writers retreat Toni Kenyon Joanne Hill Rowena May O'Sullivan
Looking out over Te Kuiti
One of the best parts of a few days away with a couple of old friends is of course just the yakking. Drinking coffee, laptops on - laps! - heading outside for some fresh air and driving into town for brunch in the  mornings.
Te Kuiti writers retreat Joanne Hill Toni Kenyon Rowena May O'Sullivan
The backyard of the house - just gorgeous
One of the things I love about the romance community is that we are so diverse - I write romantic comedy that is sweet, Rowena light paranormal and Toni more intense novels and erotica.  But we all love what we do, and love talking books. Was a pretty darned perfect weekend!!

Books from the past

I was talking to a friend the other day about reading, and happened to mention that one of the things I liked about romance when I was a ...