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As much cover information as I can share at the moment!
The first lesson any author learns about publishing is that you’ll go weeks without hearing from anyone – and then you’ll hear from everyone at once.
It’s been a busy twenty-four hours, with a tentative title for my next book decided on (I’ll share it when I know for certain what it is), and the information for my cover designer submitted.
So, I thought I’d share a few pieces of information about the next book:
- It will be out in March 2020.
- The heroine is Elizabeth Farrer, the sister of the hero in The Landowner’s Secret (book one).
- You haven’t met the hero yet.
- The story begins in September of 1887, which is two years after the first book ended.
- There is more engagement with the Indigenous community than in book one.
I actually didn’t set out to write a trilogy. However, after I got working on the first one I realised there were other characters whose stories were unfinished. “Second Book Syndrome” is a term in the publishing world to imply the second one is the hardest. I’ll see how I go!
In anticipation of the upcoming TV adaptation of Robyn Carr’s Virgin River books, I’ve been rereading some of the early books in the series. I’m so familiar with them I’m now not sure I even needed to!
Carr’s series got so popular because she created a place everyone wants to live. They initially became a big hit a little over a decade ago, when we were going through a dark spot in history, and I think that’s exactly why they’re popular now.
Wanted: Midwife/nurse practitioner in Virgin River, population six hundred. Make a difference against a backdrop of towering California redwoods and crystal clear rivers. Rent-free cabin included.
When the recently widowed Melinda Monroe sees this ad, she quickly decides that the remote mountain town of Virgin River might be the perfect place to escape her heartache, and to reenergise the nursing career she loves. But her high hopes are dashed within an hour of arriving—the cabin is a dump, the roads are treacherous and the local doctor wants nothing to do with her. Realising she’s made a huge mistake, Mel decides to leave town the following morning.
But a tiny baby abandoned on a front porch changes her plans…and former marine Jack Sheridan cements them into place.
For the second time in a year a woman arrives in the small town of Virgin River trying to escape the past.
John “Preacher” Middleton is about to close the bar when a young woman and her three-year-old son come in out of a wet October night. A marine who has seen his share of pain, Preacher knows a crisis when he sees one—the woman is covered in bruises. He wants to protect them, and he wants to punish whoever did this to her, but he knows immediately that this inclination to protect is something much more. Paige Lassiter has stirred up emotions in this gentle giant of a man—emotions that he has never allowed himself to feel.
But when Paige’s ex-husband turns up in Virgin River, Preacher knows his own future hangs in the balance. And if there’s one thing in the marines’ motto of Semper Fidelis—always faithful—has taught him, it’s that some things are worth fighting for.
After a few years and several thousand followers, I’ve decided to close my Tumblr blog and open a new, more book-focused one. It will still be heavy on the history (and pretty images!), but my other account was being hijacked by pro-Russian trolls, and after six years of it that’s something this Ukrainian doesn’t have the patience (or stamina) to deal with anymore – especially if it’s going to have an effect on my writing career.
It’s killing me to lose all those followers – all that publicity for my books! – but I have to do it for my own peace of mind.
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Back to normal here – crazy cat is still crazy…
So, here I am, back home from Europe. Even though my unpacking still hasn’t been completely successful, I already feel like I’ve been here for a year!
Now the “fun” begins. I’m doing some huge edits on my next book, which at the moment my editor and I are calling “The Landowner’s Secret 2” (because I don’t want to come up with a title, and she hasn’t yet, either!). I plan to add several thousand words into the manuscript to expand on a few things, which is going to be a big task to have done over the next two weeks.
I also have the third book to finish, and I want that done before Christmas (which is frighteningly close now!).
Here’s your periodic reminder that Harlequin’s website is full of free online reads!
Elizabeth Scott is a favourite of mine. Though now she has sadly given writing away, I’ve loved every young adult book she put out. Her characters react like human beings, not Book Characters, and her teens actually behave like people their age.
The Unwritten Rule is no different, and enough time had passed for me to enjoy the book like it was new all over again.
Everyone knows the unwritten rule: You don’t like your best friend’s boyfriend.
Sarah has had a crush on Ryan for years. He’s easy to talk to, supersmart, and totally gets her. Lately it even seems like he’s paying extra attention to her. Everything would be perfect except for two things: Ryan is Brianna’s boyfriend, and Brianna is Sarah’s best friend.
Sarah forces herself to avoid Ryan and tries to convince herself not to like him. She feels so guilty for wanting him, and the last thing she wants is to hurt her best friend. But when she’s thrown together with Ryan one night, something happens. It’s wonderful… and awful.
Sarah is torn apart by guilt, but what she feels is nothing short of addiction, and she can’t stop herself from wanting more…
So, I’m back in Canberra, and the sun is shining (strongly), all the birds I’ve known since they were babies have reappeared on the front and back decks and have been looking at me desperately for food (it’s baby season in the Southern Hemisphere, and they had to eat CHEESE until I could get them some raw mince), and two paperback copies of The Landowner’s Secret were waiting for me on my front doorstep!
It was a fantastic decision to end the overseas trip in Tbilisi, Georgia’s capital – and where I’d been only a few weeks ago – because it’s such a friendly city, full of great food, lots of culture, and some great cats!
I made friends with this half-grown black kitten. I wanted to adopt him! This is me with him on our front balcony in Tbilisi two afternoons ago. Also: check out the steep streets in the old town!
The trip home was partially great, but largely full of the kind of people I want to – and probably will – base nasty characters on in the future. It’s so disheartening when you do nothing wrong, but people just choose to be horrid to you anyway. I came home shaking mad, but a glass of wine or three will fix that!
I’ll say this, though: major kudos to the African guy at security in Doha, Qatar, who was so wonderfully blasé about the whole thing! (88% of the city’s residents are expats.) He made the trip home for me. Also, the Qatar Airways staff are always great.
I have major, MAJOR work to do. One book to finish edits on by the end of October, and two more I want to have finished by the end of December. I planned to start tomorrow, but I’ve already done some work – in my jetlagged state!
Note: I am featuring some of the review books I’ve had for a while, but run out of time to do a review for. That’s not to say I’m not going to read them; it’s just that I’ve fallen behind, and think the authors deserve an appearance here!
Control. Precision. Family. These are the principles that drive Silver Mercant. At a time when the fledgling Trinity Accord seeks to unite a divided world, with Silver playing a crucial role as director of a worldwide emergency response network, wildness and chaos are the last things she needs in her life. But that’s exactly what Valentin Nikolaev, alpha of the StoneWater bears, brings with him.
Valentin has never met a more fascinating woman. Though Silver is ruled by Silence–her mind clear of all emotion–Valentin senses a whisper of fire around her. That’s what keeps him climbing apartment buildings to be near her. But when a shadow assassin almost succeeds in poisoning Silver, the stakes become deadly serious…and Silver finds herself in the heart of a powerful bear clan.
Her would-be assassin has no idea what their poison has unleashed…
What’s wrong with this cover?, you might ask, and – at first glance, my answer would be: nothing.
The gown is one of my favourite colours, and the diamond theme makes it all sparkly and pretty. It’s in the same pseudo-Regency style as most historical romance covers these days, and it gets bonus points for skipping the waxed/oiled/mostly naked man to go with the woman.
This book is set in the **twentieth century**.
As in: this book is set in the century we were born in.
It already drove me bonkers how all Victorian-era historical romances end up with Regency covers, because:
And – here’s the era the book in question is set. She looks a little different to the woman in the blue dress!:
Two things are at work here:
#1 “Regency” has become shorthand to indicate any book set in any century in the past.
Which is annoying because:
#2 Fans of the genre are treated like they’re stupid.
It’s such a pet hate of mine, if you failed to notice! 🙂
Provocative in Pearls is a book I reread every so often. I’m a big fan of Madeline Hunter, and especially like the way she captures the power men of the English aristocracy had in the past.
I also really, really enjoy the way she creates both male and female friendships for her various characters.
I reviewed this book in 2013, and feel pretty much the same way about it now as I did then.
The Earl of Hawkeswell has been living in limbo for two years, ever since his bride, heiress Verity Thompson, disappeared on their wedding day. As she hasn’t been declared deceased, Hawkeswell cannot legally remarry and cannot access his wife’s funds — either of which would settle his dire financial crisis.
Coerced into marrying Hawkeswell by her duplicitous cousin, Verity fled London for the countryside. With no interest in the earl’s title or status, she was willing to forfeit her inheritance in exchange for her freedom. Now that her ruse has been discovered, Verity is forced to return to a loveless marriage.
Hawkeswell strikes a bargain with Verity: In return for three kisses a day, he will not insist on his conjugal rights. But Verity discovers there are kisses … and then there are kisses … as she begins to learn the true meaning of seduction at the hands of a master.