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Things to enjoy

Winter – wet and cold, sitting around the fire and eating (or do you drink) lots of soup. I love making different types of soup: pea and ham, pumpkin, corn and leek, and loads more.

Looking forward to a trip to Port Douglas, Australia, next month. To get a dose of heat and wear clothes without sleeves and avoid all the layers that go with winter. Yes, I like winter, but hey, a dollop of sun doesn’t hurt. No soup there though. Think I’ll enjoy the prawns instead. Aussie prawns are the best.

Hearing how my six year old grandson is taking to skiing like the proverbial duck to water. Maybe a champion in he making??? No pressure, wee man.

And my next book due out in September. Taking a Chance on the Single Dad is set in Vancouver, one of my favourite cities. I spent six months there years ago and hope to get back for a visit sometime. Meanwhile, I’ve visited it through this story.

Dare she risk her heart with him – All over again? ER doc Brenna Williamson was heartbroken when her fiancé, paramedic Hunter Ford, left her behind to support his demanding parents. Now adrenaline junkie Brenna chases thrills but keeps her heart safe! Until Hunter, now a single dad, walks back into her life… Working together once again sets her pulse racing. There’s still chemistry between them, but dare she hope that this time he’ll stay-forever?

I had a blast writing this story, and hope readers enjoy it as much. It took me back to Vancouver and the memories I have of great times in the city and trekking out in the hills. We call trekking tramping in New Zealand which my Canadian friends loved pointing out was a totally different hobby to walking in the hills! I wasn’t into cycling then but would give some of the tracks a go if I went back.

Taking a chance on the single dad

What are you enjoying at the moment? The season, the kids or grandkids? Or reading a good book?

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Bye Bye Summer

It was pitch dark when I woke at six this morning. Yes, I know, it didn’t happen overnight, but it seems to have come on fast. March is officially the beginning of autumn down here, but I’m not ready to let summer go.

But since I have to, let’s fast forward to spring. Spring’s my favourite season. The buds, the vegetable seedlings, the crazy wind and rain, the hot days followed by freezing ones – all full of promise for what’s to come in summer. (More rain, wind and soaring temps)

Truthfully, I enjoy all the seasons, would not like to live somewhere where it never got cold or hot. Cosy winter fires and hearty casseroles and soups. Autumn is easier on the body when I hit the road on my bike or walk in the hills. This summer has been harsh in our neck of the woods. Temperatures in the high thirties, no rain for three months and that had us checking our tanks every day in case the underground supply dried up. We were lucky. Then there were the fires. Again we were lucky.

But one of the things I enjoy the most is the first cup of tea of my day, sitting up in bed, curtains open and the view spread beyond the deck. And in summer we can do that from five o’clock onwards. My man and I have agreed that the day we don’t appreciate the view is the day we pack up and move to town. I think it’s a long way off.

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At least I can escape to any season I like when writing my stories. At the moment I’ve writing one set in Sydney, so no change there, but the next one is part of a four book medical continuity I’m writing with Susan Wilson, Tina Beckett and Emily Forbes. It’s set in London in spring so watch out for these stories next year.

What’s your favourite season? Do you prefer the heat or the cold?

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New Year, New Stories

New year and my to-do list is already ridiculously long. Maybe I’ll blog about what I did and didn’t achieve at the end of the year, but I know the ticked off list won’t be as long. That’s me.

Copies of my latest book, The Italian Surgeon’s Secret Baby, arrived via the mailman this week. I love the cover, one of the best I’ve had. And the story still gives me the warm fuzzies. It’s set in Sorrento, Italy, a town my man and I spent a week in a few years ago, and where I’d like to return when we next visit Europe. Not overwhelming, friendly, and full of history, we had an amazing time there, staying at a small family hotel where the owners went out of their way to make everyone welcome.

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As I finish revising my latest book, set in Vancouver, I am wondering where do my readers like to see the stories set. I’ve written stories set in Nice and Paris, Rarotonga, Fiji, Australia, Dubrovnik, England, on the Mediterranean. In my stories I’ve been to big, fast paced cities, small rural towns, war zones, emergency departments, ambulances and rescue helicopters, and the last one on a refugee ship (Redeeming her Brooding Surgeon, SOS Docs duet with Louisa George is due out later in the year) .

What are your favourite locations? A quiet village (there’s always lots going on even there) or a buzzing city? Do you prefer the urgency of emergency medicine or the slower pace of an ante natal ward? Do let me know.

 

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Playing Hooky

Hello everyone

This morning is so stunning here that I’m taking time out to just enjoy and make the most of this while sitting on the deck drinking way too much tea.

There are severe snow warnings out for down south and this picture is going to become full of rain this afternoon, so why not make the most of the moment?

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It helps that I’ve got a friend staying too. She has headed down to the beach for a swim. You won’t find me joining her. It looks warm but it’s not. Not enough for me any rate.

Back to the writing tomorrow. I promise.

 

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What do you like to do when playing hooky?

Cheers

Sue

 

 

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Spring /Summer/ Winter

Okay, down here in New Zealand spring began on the 1st of this month, and what did we get? Rain, wind, and cold temperatures that had me keeping the fire going. Now I love the different seasons, but after one of the wettest winters on record in our district I was really looking forward to the sun making itself felt.

Finally the clouds did back off, the wind calmed down so much the water in the sound was like a mirror, and I got to wear summer clothes. Bliss. My office door was wide open and the flies arrived! Not complaining because so did the birds. Quail, sparrows, bellbirds, tuis and the wood pigeons to name a few. Now I’m happy. The tuis are fighting all the time; squawking, diving and chasing each other over the sky and into the trees. All part of the mating ritual though not quite how I like to write it in my books. The woodies are doing their balancing act on the power lines – they’re so big and heavy it is a constant battle to stay upright  on the wires.

Then we went back to winter. Yesterday the rain was like being under the overflow in a hydro damn, and further south was blanketed in enough snow to keep the ski fields open till late October, not usual here.

Today spring has returned. For how long I have no idea so I’m making the most of it. My thermals stayed in the draw when I went for my walk and yea, I feel rejuvenated. then my daughter rings and starts talking about plans for Christmas. Christmas? Is she serious? That’s months away. Three in fact. Only three. Forget the weather, now I’ve got meals to plan and presents to sort. Bring it on. I’m not as prepared as this guy.

 

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Living the Dream

Eight and a half years since that “call” from the Mills and Boon editor and I’m still living my dream. Writing full time goes way beyond what I’d imagined before the call.

With 26 books in print and two more due out soon, people ask me where do I get the ideas. My head’s usually full of them. Now I’ve tempted fate – probably have writer’s block next.

Deadlines, revisions, proofs, art work sheets: all these things keep an author busy. Way back in the beginning I used to think I’d write a story and send it off. Now I know how much polishing goes into a story to get it presentable, and then the editor’s want more done in revisions. I’ve learnt that editors save our butts at times. I get so involved in a story that it’s hard to pull back and see it for what it is.

The downside to being an author is the isolation. There are plenty of voices in my head but I can’t sit down and have a coffee with any of them. The upside to that is I’ve met so many wonderful like minded people at conferences and writing groups.

I always wanted to be an author, from the age of about seven. My dad used to encourage my all the time. My mother thought I needed to experience life first. She still said that when I was 37 and had too many experiences behind me! So now I write author on papers I fill in and every time I still get a thrill.

So here’s the next 28 books.

Have you held a dream for a long before it came true and that now is a big part of your life?Surprise twins for the Surgeon

 

 

 

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Spring is in the Air

 

Spring is my favourite season and a couple of weeks ago it blew in with loads of rain and snow and then some sun. One day we have the fire roaring to keep warm and the next I’m in a tee shirt and light pants.

Spring brings chaotic weather, daffodils, green sprouts on my raspberry plants, and babies of the four footed variety. Yeah, and the human ones, but they come all year round.

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I belong to a walking group and once a week we hit the hills, sometimes following rivers, or the coastline, or, like on this last trip, we walk beside farms. Last week we went up a valley where spring was very evident in the green pastures, the chirping birds and these babies.

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The alpaca was very curious, and I’d swear she laughed when I got a zap from the electric fence as I took the photo.  Which is why it’s blurry. I didn’t get another photo op as she raced away.

Spring also revitalises me. It brings hope and excitement, and I rewrite goals and plan to do way more than I can ever possibly get done. I’ve been writing lots these last two weeks, and long may that last.

Which is your favourite season, and why?

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