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An interview with Aussie reader Helen Sibbritt

This year’s ARRC was held in Melbourne

I’m thrilled today to feature one of Romancelandia’s greatest advocates and supporters – reader extraordinaire, Helen Sibbritt. Helen is a romance fan from way back, a voracious reader and dedicated reviewer, who is also a super active member of the Australian Romance Readers Association (ARRA). I caught up with Helen at ARRA’s biennial convention, held this year in Melbourne in February, and she kindly agreed to answer a few questions for Love is the Best Medicine.  

AVRIL: Tell us a little bit about the Australian Romance Readers Association (ARRA) and why you’re a member.

Helen with ARRC2017 special guest the Fairy King

HELEN: Well, this fabulous organization started in 2008 to enable readers and authors to get together with a convention. They have since organized five conventions and many, many other reader events that I’ve been a part of. I’m a member because I love the interaction between readers and authors, the friends I’ve made, and the awesome book recommendations!

AVRIL: What were the highlights for you of this year’s Convention?

HELEN: So many! the wonderful morning and afternoon teas that I had with authors, the Awards dinner on Saturday night, and panels discussing so many subjects involving the books I love to read.

AVRIL: What are some of the other activities ARRA undertakes to bring writers and readers together?

HELEN: There have been High Teas, Book launches for authors, and readers’ getaways for the weekend where lots of chocolates are consumed during fun trivia nights.

AVRIL: Can you give us an idea of how many books you read in a year?

HELEN: Well last year I read 208 books – that is the most I’ve read after challenging myself on Goodreads to read 200. So yay for me! I loved it.

Fiona Lowe, Amy Andrews and Helen Sibbritt at ARRC2017

AVRIL: What kinds of books do you gravitate towards?

HELEN: That is a hard question for me as I read across all of the romance genres although not as many paranormals and sci-fi as contemporary, erotic, historical and the Harlequin M&B lines. I do love the Medicals and the Presents, Blaze and Desire.

An Avril Tremayne goody bag from the ARRC2017 Meet An Author morning tea

AVRIL: Do you have any pet hates in romance novels?

HELEN: A whingy heroine – although I don’t come across many of them. But that would be about all. I’m pretty easygoing and most stories will keep me turning the pages.

AVRIL: If you were in charge of bringing medical romances to new readers, how would you describe them?

HELEN: Explain the emotion, the empathy, and just how moving they are. There’s always lots going on in this category. Gorgeous heroes that come to the rescue of heroines, and there are often children and pets in them that add so much to the stories. And they deal with real life situations and health issues that people deal with every day they make me smile and cry – so yes, the emotion in them. And most of them are also very sensual with such sexy heroes.

A selection from Helen’s medical romance library

AVRIL: What was the last medical romance you read, and what will be the next one?

HELEN: Dante’s Shock Proposal – #4 in the Hot Latin Docs series by Amalie Berlin – and wow, what a story what a series! Next one is Her Hot Highland Doc by Annie O’Neil, although I do have all of March’s releases on my kindle.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

AVRIL: Do you have any message you’d like to send to medical authors in general?

HELEN: Thank you so much for the awesome hours of pleasure you have given me. I have been able to lose myself in these stories – cry, laugh, drool over heroes and just simply enjoy.

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Kitchen Duties – Take Them Away Please

I take quite a bit of time planning the living spaces of the main characters in my novels – the layout, the décor, the colour schemes – even though I don’t go into great detail about any of that in my books. All I usually end up doing is giving a tiny glimpse of their living space, as an adjunct to all the other things in the story that point to their personalities.

I’ve had hero architects living in converted churches (my favourite of all the abodes I’ve created, and you can get a little look at the type of place on my Pinterest page for The Millionaire’s Proposition), over-the-top romantic bedrooms, rackety terrace houses, glamorous penthouse apartments, and stunning desert villas.

IMG_0674But one thing I’ve realised recently is that there’s one particular room where my heroines spend almost no time – the kitchen. My heroes are a different story, and can usually whip up a cordon bleu meal in their state-of-the-art kitchen out of almost nothing  (and if they can’t, they’ll know exactly where to take my heroines for a bang-up meal). I suspect this recurrent scenario has something to do with my own kitchen-avoidance and my desire to have all things food brought to me, not by me!

Sitting here typing intermittently as I watch television, I’m reminded of my kitchen apathy by my husband’s constant turning on and off of the kitchen tap behind me – because every time he turns on the blasted thing, I can’t hear a thing. And he does it, I swear, just when the detective du jour is either about to uncover a vital clue or actually name the murderer, which I subsequently miss. And I suspect this recurrent scenario is directly related to my own kitchen-avoidance and my husband’s desire to make me suffer for his having to bring all things food to me.

So, folks, I’m declaring right here right now that I detest that ubiquitous design feature of just about every home that goes on the market these days in Sydney: the open plan living space.

Check out this video – I am not convinced. At. All!

I feel a little bit weird saying this, because when the Hon and I happened to land a private viewing of our current house before the previous owners had even decided to sell it, I fell in love with everything about it on the spot. I loved the flowing room plan that encompassed the entrance, living room, kitchen and dining area in the one grand space – a space that screamed ‘party waiting to happen’. I even recall travelling to America shortly after that viewing and telling two friends over there that if my husband hadn’t made an offer on the house by the time I got back, I was going to divorce him.

Luckily, he had made an offer – and the rest, as they say, is history.

P1010305And it really is history, because after 12 years’ living in my dream home, I find myself thinking fondly of our previous, less modish house, with its closed off kitchen, where you could have all kinds of crap on the counters with no visitors any the wiser; when you had to make a conscious choice to go to the fridge in search of a snack instead of having it basically at your fingertips; where, faucet-free, you could hear Hercule Poirot name the murderer.

First world problem, I know. But in my next book, I’m pretty sure the kitchen of the day is going to be very distant from the television – a little like my Medical romance, From Fling to Forever, where for a good portion of the story, I had a whole Georgian-era London townhouse at my disposal, with a tucked away kitchen! Some quite special scenes occurred in that kitchen…

Fling cover medWhat started as a fling…could lead to forever.

When fate conspires repeatedly to throw together kindhearted nurse Ella Reynolds and deliciously sexy documentary filmmaker Aaron James, it’s not long before this unlikely couple finally gives in to their irresistible chemistry. Their hearts might be locked away, but what does it matter when it’s only a fling…? 

Spending time and saving lives together is bound to break down barriers. Yet with so much heartbreak and loss to overcome, can their fling ever lead to forever?

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A Waft of Scent, Dark and Dangerous

The title of this blog is a straight pinch from an as-yet-unpublished manuscript of mine, but it sums up my attitude to perfume. I absolutely love it, in case you’re in any doubt.

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Some of my Murano glass perfume bottles

I’m thinking about perfume at the moment for various reasons.

That as-yet-unpublished manuscript is the first reason – because the heroine has a huge store of perfumes she matches to her mood (which of course intrigues the hero).

The second reason is that it’s that time of year when romance writers start thinking about attending conferences. After a year of isolation, we catch up face-to-face with our colleagues, meet with and/or pitch stories to editors and agents, and listen to a range of experts on a fascinating array of subjects covering the craft or writing, the business of publishing, marketing and promotion, and trends in romance, and we eat and drink and party.

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My most exotic bottles where I keep my oils from Egypt and India

There’s only one thing we don’t do – and that’s wear perfume.

That’s because the thing that sets romance conferences apart from other conferences is that the very vast majority of attendees are women, and if all of those hundreds of women (or thousands, depending on which conference you’re attending) decided to wear a spritz of their favourite scent (as so many women are wont to do), all those little spritzes would become one big cloud of warring smells. That spells ‘migraine’ – even for those who tolerate strong aromas. And for those with an allergy? Unbearable.

Much as I adore perfume, I understand that. The scents I bought while living in the Middle East, for example, may make me feel like an exotic Arabian phenomenon just walking down the street, but they’re so heavy on the oud, they can twitch a nostril from a mile away. I’m afraid this makes them the problem children of my collection, so they’re not allowed out on the prowl all that often.

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The top of one of my favourite perfumes – Niki de St Phalle

Which brings me to my third reason for this blog.

Perfumes are always on the prowl in my books. I almost always give my heroines a signature scent. My heroes too, even if it’s soap! So I finally decided to give my passion its ultimate outlet and made my next heroine (currently underway) a perfumer. Boy, has that involved some fun research. And just so you know, the hero’s scent in this one is Midnight in Paris by Van Cleef & Arpels, because the first time I sniffed it on a guy, I almost melted into a puddle. Although of course, there’s something under it that’s going to drive my heroine crazy as she tries to isolate it in her lab.

I suspect she’s going to have trouble with that, because it’s all about pheromones! Something Evie Parker in Wanting Mr Wrong could tell her all about!

Meanwhile, here’s a little perfume making video I found on YouTube for anyone else who shares my perfume addiction.

I’d love to hear what perfumes you love…or hate!

Wanting Mr Wrong hi res coverEvie Parker has never been one to swoon after celebrities – give her a neuroscientist over an actor any day! So when she develops her first movie-star crush, she’s determined to date her way out of it, starting with the next good-looking doctor she sees.

Hovering on the fringes of her life is her gay best friend’s determined brother, Jackson J Stevens, a famous actor who comes with trailing paparazzi. The one thing worse than a celebrity in Evie’s eyes is a media circus, so Jack isn’t an option no matter how hard he flirts with her.

Evie knows what she doesn’t want; Jack knows what he does. And somewhere in the middle, pheromones are making things go haywire every time they’re together.

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Sticks and Stones…and Choosing Names

Last month, I started writing a new book. It’s my ninth book, but if you count two half-completed novels that I’ll be returning in the not too distant future, it’s my 11th.

Nothing too strange about the process for this latest book, except for one thing: for the first time ever, I was unable to decide on a name for one of my main characters – the heroine, no less.

That’s not to say that naming characters hasn’t caused me a few thoughtful moments in the past…

Twice, for example, I ‘inherited’ heroine names, courtesy of secondary characters becoming so interesting to me in the course of a previous story, they belatedly demanded their own stories. I was therefore stuck with names I may have liked but not really deemed ‘heroine-worthy’ in the normal run of things. (I’m looking at you Chloe and Sarah!)

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Chloe and Nick – and I got lucky with this cover because they do look like that!

And I’ve run into an occasional problem while naming male secondary characters – for a while there, I seemed to be calling everyone James or Ben and had to do some lightning fast rearranging in final edits to make sure I mixed things up a bit.

But what usually happens when I sit down to write a story, is that I have a ‘meet cute’ in mind and the names zing straight into my head. How the meeting first happens on the page, what the hero and heroine say to each other, and how they act towards each other in that first scene leads me to just know they’re called X and Y.

I don’t need to have the coolest names, or the quirkiest names, or the most unusual names – they just have to ‘fit’. (And if anyone can tell me what that actually means, I’ll be all ears!)

When it comes to my heroines, I’ve had everything from a hippie-ish Sunshine to a cute Evie to a stately-sounding Catherine. For my heroes, I’ve had leader Leos and take-me-as-you-see-me Nicks and bossy Maximilians. I’ve been known to give my heroic characters names of people I detest, and villainous characters names of people I like very much – I’m equal opportunity like that; if the name fits, they get it.

But my latest heroine – boy, did she elude me!

SylvesterI had the hero pegged from the first moment I envisaged the story. An average looking guy, who takes his responsibilities seriously, is a little uptight, is somewhat noble, and has an innate sense of superiority that he doesn’t think he shows…like a modern day version of Georgette Heyer’s Sylvester. Bingo!

But that pesky heroine. She’s a girl on a mission and nothing’s going to stop her.  She’s infuriated by something that hamstrung her as a teenage and determined to reset the parameters. She’s totally modern, in control, theatrical, undaunted and probably the most outrageous girl I’ve ever written.

Three names I chose, one after the other.

Three names I quickly discarded.

I could not find the perfect name, despite devouring name books and haunting the internet. I even had the natty idea of producing ‘name’ books for a recent baby shower I threw, in which guests could record name suggestions (ostensibly for the baby, but…)

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Name the baby… (And okay, let’s all agree my graphic design skills are not of a high order, but at least the pages inside are pink and blue!)

It got to the point where I could not write – I needed to know her name!

So what did I do?

I turned to a group of readers – my Wattpad followers, who have never let me down in terms of feedback. And I’m delighted to say that with a brief description of my heroine, they came to the party with suggestions that were all more brilliant than any I had come up with myself – and I even got the perfect ‘endearment’ for her while I was at it.

And so Tegan Jones, (AKA Honey), was born. And now, thank goodness, I can write the damn book!

But now that I am a name expert, I’m sharing the hot new names for 2016 for anyone on the hunt for one. Just click HERE.

I never thought I would go hippie with a name, but that’s what I did with Sunshine Smart (sister of Moonbeam, if you can believe it) in Here Comes The Bridesmaid – and she is still my favourite heroine. I got a little bonus with this book when the Australian cover turned out to be a wonderful likeness of her!

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Can she make organising her friend’s wedding any harder?

1. Sunshine Smart has only got two months until the big day!
2. She has to include the grouchy, surly Best Man, Leo Quartermaine – a top chef and her complete opposite!
3. Said Best Man is extremely handsome & sexy – and knows it!
4. He has no interest in décor, flowers, clothes or shoes…but has an uninformed opinion on all four!
5. And in just a few days in, she’s already slept with him…Rookie mistake…

 

 

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10 Questions to Get To The End

Romance writers get to play with plenty of fabulous words – for example, ‘I love you’, ‘I want you’, ‘You hurt me’, ‘Marry me’ and ‘I’m pregnant’, in all their various permutations. But the two words that fill me with a joyful satisfaction like no other are: ‘The End’.

The joyful satisfaction, however, is all about knowing exactly when you can let yourself type those two beautiful words. I’m actually quite superstitious about it, and can’t seem to whack them down just because the first draft is finished.

That’s because the frustrating truth is that my first draft never – as in never! – bears much resemblance to the version I ultimately send off to my editor. (Check out the examples I’ve included here of the start of my latest book, Escaping Mr Right – first draft, final draft!)

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Between the first draft and the final draft comes a lot of re-reading and rewriting, cutting and polishing, checking it for ‘impact’ and playing with words – which I know I’m not alone in doing ad nauseam. Even when I insist I’m on my last read, if I do anything more than change an occasional word or neaten up some punctuation, I can’t not read the manuscript all the way through again, just to make sure it all still hangs together.

I’m waxing lyrical about this just now because a week ago, I did in fact type ‘The End’ on my ninth story. And it seems to me that I’ve been announcing ‘final read’ on this one for the longest time, only to give it one more go.

P1010080So I wanted to share with you the 10 point checklist I use as I strive to reach The End.

The Checklist

  1. Is the story itself sound – is there not only a solid tale to tell, but one where a lot happens?
  2. Does the order of the scenes and the way the chapters flow allow the story to unfold naturally, with a little mystery sprinkled here and there to keep the reading experience exciting?
  3. Is the right character driving the story forward in each scene, and is it clear whose head we’re in?
  4. Are all the love words, all the fighting words, the sad and happy and sexy words, fresh and real, and does every single word mean something, even if it’s a character simply saying ‘Um…’?
  5. Has the story made me want to laugh, and cry, and throw something in frustration?
  6. Have I kept any repetition of distinctive words, action and dialogue to the bare minimum?
  7. Has all the extraneous description, the boring minutiae, the dull dialogue and gratuitous sex been excised?
  8. Have I caught all the spelling and punctuation mistakes? (This is an impossible quest, but at least I have to believe I’ve picked them all up)
  9. Have I started changing things, only to change them back to the way they were?
  10. Am I contemplating turning my romance into a crime novel and murdering my hero and heroine?

It’s not until I get to #9 and #10 that I know I’m really ready to get my hands off and send my manuscript out into the world to try its luck. And even if it doesn’t end up getting lucky out there, at least I can be proud of the fact that when I finally typed ‘The End’ and ushered it on its journey, it was wearing clean underwear and its best clothes, and was sporting a full face of make-up and a fabulous hairdo.

Meanwhile I’m in the lucky position of having my seventh book, Escaping Mr Right, out right now. And boy, oh boy, did I pore over this one – I had to, because I fell for the hero like a ton of bricks and wanted him to have the best story ever!

I’d love  to know if there are any triggers for you, as either a reader or a writer, that make you wonder if a particular book could do with a little extra cooking time…

Sometimes Mr Right is Mr Wrong, and Mr Wrong is definitely Mr Right . . .

Television reporter Chloe Masters is a woman of cool control . . . except when Casanova rugby league player Nick Savage is around. Then cool control goes out the window. Her boyfriend, Marcus, is everything she ever wanted – but it’s getting harder to deny her body’s reaction to Nick . . .
Escaping Mr Right hi res cover (669x1024)Nick Savage has been head-over-heels since he first laid eyes on Chloe – just a moment too late to stop her connecting with his team mate, Marcus. But when the goalposts shift and he and Chloe are thrown together on a week away, Nick dares her to get physical in whatever way she wants – with a kiss, a punch or anything in between. And if Chloe claims to feel nothing, he’ll leave her alone for good.

How can Chloe say no to a week of  mindless passion with the man she hasn’t been able to get out of her head?

Trouble is, a lot can go wrong (or right) in a week . . .                

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Brand Power – Helping You Buy Better

I am a great believer in brand power – that unique promise that differentiates one product from another.

Each Harlequin series has its own ‘brand’. Medicals are intense and uplifting and…well, medical. Harlequin Presents are what you turn to for a passionate escape to a glamorous setting. Blaze stories are hot and steamy.

It’s all about letting readers know what they’re going to get – no nasty surprises!

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darkly sexy / trust me, I’m a doctor / fresh & flirty

But each Harlequin author also has a brand that layers over the top of the series promise – a unique voice and distinctive style that makes reading one author’s books a different experience from reading any other author’s.

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Quirky shoe designer heroine, celebrity chef hero, planning a same sex wedding celebration – doesn’t get much more sexy, funny, modern, urban than that!

As a reader, I am voracious and eclectic and I love to dabble in all things romantic.

But as a writer, I have a particular brand positioning: sexy, funny, modern, urban. That brand dictates that even when I am dealing with very serious issues – grief, betrayal, tropical diseases, neglected children, drug abuse, sexual harassment, media intrusion, sibling rivalry, to name just a few – the angst is never so soul destroying that my characters can’t stride into the world laughing as they grab it by the throat.

I’ve written across three sub-genres – Medical, Romantic Comedy, and New Adult – and I may well add a few more before I put down the quill. I’ve got a few romantic suspense ideas twirling in my head, for example, and I adore the idea of writing an historical romance. But whatever type of story I’m working on, and whatever the trope, sexy, funny, modern, urban is the way I’m going to tell it.

  • Want a saga? I’m not your girl. I prefer diving into the story of one couple in as tight a time frame as possible – a week or a month or a year, rather than a couple of generations.
  • Something rural? I’m city through and through, so the only time you’re likely to see me in a country setting is with a fish out of water trope.
  • Sweet romance? Not me – I like to know exactly what the hero and heroine are doing in the bedroom and why it’s important to them.
  • A three volume epic?  Er…no. I’m generally worn out by my characters by the end of one book, and am anxious to find some new ones to throw into the world.

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    Movie star hero, anti-paparazzi heroine, a tight group of city-dwelling friends talking about pheromones.

I’m never offended when someone decides I’m not their cup of tea. I read all my reviews, even the 1-stars, and whenever I get some flack about the issues I cover or the way I write about them, I always take a moment to reflect on what I could do better. Most of the time, however, it simply means those particular readers just don’t like my brand – and that’s okay.

On the flip side, I sure get a kick out of it when someone tells me I’ve given them a few happy hours. It’s a wonderful thing to know that my sexy, funny, modern, urban stories are right for some of the many diverse readers out there.

So, readers and writers, what’s your ‘brand’? And how much do you stray from it when you’re writing a book or choosing one to read?

I’m looking forward to diving into a new Medical story next year, but meanwhile, I’m featuring a little try before you buy opportunity. I have a short story in an anthology that is out now and it’s FREE! My story, When Jack Met Evie, is a prequel to my book Wanting Mr Wrong, so if you’ve never read my stuff, it’s a painless why to give me a try.

The Day We Met - Cover Image (669x1024)WHEN JACK MET EVIE he found his usual movie star charm wasn’t enough to catch her attention. In fact, she seemed to be actively avoiding him . . . He’s heard Evie has a fatal fear of paparazzi, but that doesn’t mean he should ignore his heart, does it?

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Playing Dress-ups Is Not Just for Children

I don’t like fancy dress parties.

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Me, in a 1920s-inspired fringed dress I made myself

Okay – that is not strictly true. I actually love seeing the inventiveness of people who enjoy dressing up. I’ve just lost interest in doing it myself, so when I get an invitation to an event that requires theme dressing, I tend to have a little meltdown.

As far as I can tell, my antipathy dates from two separate parties out of a lifetime of fancy dress.

The first was when I was invited to a cross dressing party as a teenager, and took my brother along as my ‘date’. I cut up my mother’s wig to make a beard for myself (thereby doing her a favour if you ask me); and my brother (who, let me say, weighs in at a 15 on the 1-to-10 Scale of Macho) braved a dress. When we arrived, guess who were the only two guests who had actually adhered to the dress code? Not cool, people.

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Dangerous Liaisons, anyone?

The second was my own fault, because it was a ‘children’s character’ party I threw in partnership with my flatmate at the time. Because in those days I never seemed to be able to do anything half-baked, I opted for a Rapunzel outfit, complete with a self-made tower built around me and yellow wool hair hanging out of the ‘window’ where my face appeared – the only part of my body on show. Of course it turned out to be one of the hottest days of the year and it was not exactly fragrant in the tower, let me tell you – or at least it was, but not in a good way. The only person worse off than me was the poor guy who arrived in a full-body Bugs Bunny costume.

Over the years, I’ve braved parties as inanimate objects and even colours (my ‘pink and purple’ outfit springs instantly to mind, complete with dyed hair and shoes). I’ve attired myself in period costumes from Elizabethan to Victorian to the Roaring Twenties.

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Home made crown and cape, in my role as fairy princess!

I’ve been ghosts and witches, hippies and sailors, buxom wenches and pirates, Grecian goddesses and Egyptian queens. In one abortive episode when I was young, I even roped my cat into the act for a Dick Whittington costume (bad, bad idea, for which I have never forgiven myself).

Seriously, I am worn out. So these days, when I’m attending a ‘themed’ event, I’m more likely to just give my usual appearance a little twist rather than going the whole hog. Which is why, at the recent Romance Writers of Australia conference, for the Fresh, Flirty and Famous! cocktail party, I was happy just to curl my hair and bung on a fabulous red petticoat I just happened to have, under some regular clothes.

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Okay – so this is one of my old boyfriends. Imagine the fun night the had wearing that Ned Kelly helmet!

Mind you, I did experience a spot of costume envy when I saw amongst the guests a couple of Cleopatras, a fabulous Carmen Miranda, a Barbara Cartland or two, a masked Zorro and a truly brilliant Agatha Christie. And I still have a hankering to wear a crinoline one day – one of the few period costumes to have escaped me over the years. So who knows what the future holds?

So what about you – do you enjoy playing dress up or are you more likely to opt for just a little theme flavour when a special effort is called for?

I’m currently writing the second book (working title – The Rulebook) in a linked series that started with The Contract. And you couldn’t ask for two more different heroines when it comes to their interest in special outfits. Lane in The Contract wouldn’t have the first idea how to dress up as anything other than the economist she is in her day to day life – but Sarah in The Rulebook knows her way around both a wardrobe and a party and would always take out the best-dressed prize.

The Contract Cover - medLearning the art of seduction has never been so much fun.

Lane Davis has never had time for love. Hard work, dedication and focus got her through uni and now she’s a successful economist with qualifications in all areas – except the bedroom.
When a colleague airs those bedroom sheets in public, Lane decides it’s time to upskill. She’s always studied her way to success, so why not hire a teacher to help her out now? It’s just a business deal – three months of private tutoring, no strings attached. Easy – or it would be, if the lessons didn’t make her weak at the knees . . .
Her proposed teacher, Adam Quinn, has his own agenda. His sister – one of Lane’s best friends – wants him to scare Lane into giving up her crazy scheme. But once he meets Lane, he can’t quite bring himself to reject her. If Adam’s going to teach Lane just one thing, it’s that love can get in the way of even the best intentions . . .

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