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It’s holiday time!

At least it is in here in Scotland.  Schools are out at the end of this week and we’re off to sunny Portugal for a week.  I’ve never been there, so looking forward to it – after all, there’s nothing like sharing a hotel room with your other half and two teenage sons, is there??!!  Pic from below is from Florida last year, so hoping Portugal has just as much sunshine.

It’s been a good year.  My eldest has finished his final exams, gone to Prom and is off to study computing and cyber security at university and my youngest is heading towards exam land next year in school.  He might not be so keen on that.

This is also the time of year that all romance writers come out of the woodwork so to speak.  In the UK, the RNA conference is in Leeds which I’ll be heading to, with a whole day to spare in between before I have to head to the RWA conference in Denver, USA. The whole point of going to conference in the US to go to the Harlequin party which is always the best around, there I am below with Sheila Hodgson, the senior editor of the medical line at the party last year!

I’m really honoured to be nominated for a Rita this year, but have no expectation of winning.  I’ve read my fellow medical author, Amy Andrews book and have high hopes for that one – it’s fabulous.

So, by the time all this is over, I’ll have about 8 hours between getting home again and heading back to the day job.  Phew!

So, the final pic of the dinosaur was taken by fellow med author Louisa George when we went for lunch in Florida at conference last year.  I was celebrating the imminent release of my dinosaur YA books!

So happy holidays, whatever you are all up to.  I might need some recovery time after all this………..

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Being Grateful

I’m all about finding the joy right now. In such a troubling, terrifying world, I think we all owe it to ourselves to look for the bright moments, the joy, the happiness, no matter how small they may be.

The last time I wrote for this blog, we’d lost our beloved dog, Daisy, but now, almost three IMG_1290months later, we have a new pooch, Lexi. A rescue German Shepherd. She is bringing joy back into our lives again and somebody new to love. She gets on brilliantly with our resident dog, Mango and all the cats – though initially, they weren’t overly thrilled with her arrival!

Another thing I’m grateful for is my middle son passing his Theory Test first time, which was great news for us and today, he is going to pick up his very first car. I can hardly believe I have a child that is old enough to drive, but I do! In fact, I have three of them!

I’m grateful that my youngest son, who has always struggled with autism, is doing brilliantly in his new school. We had a long fight to get him the support we needed (which was ridiculous) but he has it now for the first time. Stability. Happiness and he, himself, is finding the joy in learning for the first time.

I’m grateful that I can write and I’ve had two books published since I last blogged – A Child To Heal Them and Saving The Single Dad Doc. I’m thrilled to pieces that I get to do the best job in the entire world, every single day!

 

There are other things going off in my life, that aren’t brilliant. Family members with significant illnesses for one, that we can’t do a damn thing about, but I am trying to find as much time as I can to be with them and create happy memories, before we’re unable to. Each joke, each smile, is something to be treasured.

I’m enjoying the warm, sunny days. The days I get to walk along the beach barefoot. The days I get to sit with my children around the dinner table and laugh. Small things, but wonderful things.

Years ago, Oprah Winfrey wrote about the importance of having a Gratitude Journal and I believe in that totally, because when you force yourself to look for the good, every single day, you find your focus shifting in life. You don’t concentrate so much on all the stuff that goes wrong, all the stuff that’s out of your hands that you can’t change, and instead you focus on what made you smile – whether it was a particularly beautiful flower you saw that day, or an old couple still holding hands, or just the fact that you enjoyed a particularly lovely cup of tea!

Try it and see. There are some lovely Gratitude Journals on the market. Or you can just pick up a pretty notebook and make your own.

In the meantime, if you’d like to read a story about hope and possibility and love, then check out Saving The Single Dad Doc! And remember to look for the joy and the beauty and enjoy your life in lots of small, little ways. Why not tell me below about what you are grateful for today? Try and find three things and share! I can’t wait to read them.

Louisa xxx

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LoveLetters Convention

by Susan Carlisle

LoveLettersAs I reported in my June 11th and June 15th post I went to the LoveLetters Convention in Berlin, Germany in May. I was amazed at the number of readers who attended. The first morning of the event, a Saturday, I arrived forty-five minutes before the convention was to start and there was a line of over a hundred or more people standing outside the building. Security was letting about twenty people in at a time. A number of readers were already inside when I got in. I was shocked by the attendance and enthusiasm. But I have to admit I was excited to see them.

My first event was in a large room. I was on a panel about writing internationally that was moderated by the fabulous Annie West, a Harlequin Presents writer. Joanna Grant from Harlequin joined me along with a couple of German romance authors. We had a great discussion with a large crowd attending. A number of people asked questions which made the hour even more interesting. The main question for me was why I wrote medicals.

Side note: There was very little translating being done. The Germans spoke English often better than I did. They were tickled to get the English copies of my books. Many of them said they like to practice their English by reading in English. Also, they like the original version of the book feeling that the translated ones take away from the story.

My next event was also a panel. There were seven of us on it. Two of us from the US, two from Germany, one from Switzerland, France, and another from the Netherlands. We discussed writing for different countries, where we got our stories and again they were interested in why I wrote medicals. I enjoyed this panel as well.

BerlinThat afternoon I went on some blind dates. There were four different tables set up with four readers sitting at each table. Every ten minutes the time keeper would tell the author to rotate to another table. While I was at the table the readers had a chance to ask me questions. I thought it was a great way to meet them. I gave away books and goodies. They seemed happy with them and I think I made a couple of fans. (Horrible picture of me, I know, but you get the idea.)

My final thing for the day was a Meet and Greet. This was held outside under a tent. I stood at a high table and signed autographs. Sometimes it was the convention booklet and others times it would be something that the reader had put together.

The next morning started much the same. I was up early to get to the event. I had to walk because the Tram was down for service but I made it in time. The first thing on the agenda was a Q&A with Annie West. We sat on a sofa and discussed our books, characters and answered questions from the people who came to join us. This wasn’t heavily attended but I enjoyed it the most. Annie and I played off each other well and those that attended were really interested in what we said. I would love to do more of this type of thing.

I also did a reading from one of my books. It was nice as well. I took a few questions before it was the next person’s turn. I also did a workshop on Doctors in Popular Culture. Using power point, I showed different doctors on TV, movie and real life. I talked about how they had evolved and why I thought they were so popular. I didn’t have a great attendance but those that were there were engaged in what I was saying.

Berlin3The last event was the big book signing. For me book signings are either feast or famine. This event was no different. The larger name people were the first the readers went to. I worried up until the last fifteen minutes that I wouldn’t sign all my books. The readers were allowed to get three books then they had to go outside and get another three tickets and come though again. This went on until all the books were gone. In that last fifteen or so minutes I signed about forty books. All my books found a happy home.

The LoveLetters Convention was a tightly run ship. I was plenty busy, which I was glad to be because I had come so far I wanted as many chances as possible to meet readers. I think I got that. I hope I am invited back. I thought it was well worth my time. I have to give kiddos to the women who worked so hard to make it an excellent event.

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Stuff Making Me Happy by Amy Andrews

Its been a while since I’ve done one of these posts so its about time, yeah?

Adult children making their way in the world, even if it’s actually on the other side of the planet to their worry wart mama! I’m so proud of my independent babies 🙂

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Being an aunty. These are the two youngest members of our family and you can bet your last cent I spoil all the nieces and nephews cos I don’t have to parent them, right? All I have to do is be the cool aunty – hence these tutus! 😉

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Amazing spring sunshine in Europe! Lucky to have holidayed in France just recently 🙂

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Amazing ocean view from our new place overlooking the Pacific Ocean. Not regretting our sea change one iota!

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Old friends are the best!

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What’s making you happy?

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Road Trip

by Susan Carlisle

For those of you that read my May 11th post you know that I’ve recently been to Paris. My trip continued with the LoveLetter Convention in Berlin the next weekend. Look for more on that on my blog on June 20th.

Between the events my husband and I spent the week making our way to Berlin. We decided to drive. The first day we made it as far as the Rhinestein Castle on the Rhine River in Germany.

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I love castles and have started making it a point of staying in one whenever I visit Europe. In fact, I even have a book about castles that have been turned into hotels. Rhinestein Castle is a particular wonderful one. We spent a couple of hours looking through every nook and cranny and climbing to the top of the oldest turret. The view was unbelievable. The castle was the perfect place to decompress for a day.Rhine

The next morning we headed for Nuremburg, Germany. By the way, my husband loved the autobahn. Going fast gave him a thrill. As a passenger, me not so much. We stayed in old town inside the medieval castle walls. Nuremburg is a lovely city. We walked around the cobbled stone streets that evening and finished up with a before breakfast walk the next morning. We were early enough that I had a chance to enjoy seeing children dressed for school and watching parents taking them. Many young families lived in the old buildings. Because there was a pet convention in town there wasn’t a place for us to stay another night so we decided to go on to Prague, Czech Republic. On our way out of Nuremburg we stop to see Hitler’s parade yard and colliseum.

 

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The scenery between Nuremburg and Prague is some of the most beautiful I’ve ever seen. I was glad we drove so we could get a good view. Prague is an amazing old city as well. The fact it has remained so well preserved is great but it makes it a difficult city to drive in. Few of the streets are straight for any distance but the architecture is unreal. There is even an unbelievably large castle which is still the seat of government. Notice a castle theme here? Prague is almost more than a person can take in on one visit. We enjoyed a boat ride along the Vltava River as part of our hop on hop off bus ticket. It was a nice peaceful way to see part of the city and appreciate the architecture . We finished our visit with a walk across the Charles Bridge.prauge

Leaving early we drove to Berlin the next day. There we spent a day sightseeing before I had to spend the weekend at the LoveLetter Convention. We had been to Berlin before and stayed on the western side but this time we had a small flat on the eastern side. It has a younger hipper vive to it. There we had a chance to feel like a member of the community for a few days.

It was a busy week of driving, sightseeing and walking but well worth it. We enjoyed our visit. It made everything in the US seem very young.

Just an extra note. I have a new book out on July 1.

300 Bombshell

One night, unexpected consequences…!

But can they be a family?

After sparks fly with Dr. Gabriel Marks at a conference, nurse Zoe Avery’s left with a permanent reminder of their night together. Knowing Gabe doesn’t want kids, Zoe decides she’ll have the baby alone. Then Gabe moves to the same city just as pregnant Zoe needs a temporary home. Gabe comes to her rescue, but can they overcome their hurdles and become a family?

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Retro excerpt from Amy Andrews

This year’s RITA competiton saw 2 medical romances final in the short contemporary romance category. Scarlet Wilson’s book,  The Doctor and the Princess,  and my book, A Christmas Miracle.

The RITA award ceremony is held  in about 5 weeks time so I thought you might enjoy a little snippet from my book. Happy reading!

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Reid and Oscar stayed in for close to an hour. He was so excited to be out in the deeper water, splashing around with the rest of their fellow ocean-goers, that Reid was determined to stay as long as Oscar wanted.

His mother needn’t have worried about them being separated. For all his bravado, Oscar clung to him like a monkey, his breathing fast and excited as they’d waded in together.

Still, it didn’t stop Trinity from pacing up and down the shoreline. She was easy to spot in bathers that would have been perfectly at home at Bondi a hundred years ago. Compared to the other scantily clad women she stuck out like a sore thumb, covered neck to knee, her hair stuffed up inside her big, floppy hat totally obscuring her face and eyes.

Even so, he could feel her gaze firmly fixed on him.

Well, Oscar anyway.

Reid, on the other hand, could hardly take his eyes off her. She might not have been exposing much skin but it was the first thing she’d worn that actually showed off her body and what she actually had going on under clothes that usually hung.

It was a novelty to be able to see she actually had a waist. And breasts that looked as if they’d fill a man’s hand. He’d known they were there. Had felt them pressed to him, mashed up against him that day on her bed, but to see them… Or glimpse their outline anyway.

He’d spent an inordinate amount of time while playing with Oscar hoping she might get wet.

‘Can we go out to Eddie?’

Pops was out in shoulder-deep water chatting to some other old guy and, while Reid was confident in his own abilities, he’d promised Trinity he wouldn’t take Oscar out deep.

‘Not this time, dude.’

Oscar took it on the chin as he did everything else. He was a good kid. Well behaved, not prone to sulking if he didn’t get his way. Trinity had done an awesome job with him, considering their circumstances.

Not that he was any closer to knowing what her true circumstances actually were. She might have relaxed around him but chatty she was not.

Oscar absently traced the outline of his eagle wings tat with one pruned finger. ‘I like your tattoos,’ he said.

Reid grinned. Oscar hadn’t really mentioned them before—to him, anyway—which was unusual. Most kids were agog. ‘Thank you. Tattoos sometimes frighten kids but not you, huh?’

He shook his head. ‘No. Mummy has a tattoo.’

Reid blinked. Oh, does she now? He glanced at her staring at them from the shoreline in her neck-to-knee gear. He really, really wished he hadn’t known that. He was going to be thinking about it way more than was good for his sanity.

Already questions about where and what rose in his throat. But he was not going to pump her kid for information that was none of his damn business.

Oscar shivered and goose bumps broke out on his arms. Reid was pleased for the distraction. ‘Cold, little dude?’

‘No.’

Reid gave a half-laugh. He was on the cool side himself now but, on closer inspection, Oscar’s lips were a nice shade of purple-blue and he was pretty sure Trinity would bundle him straight out if she were here. Because that was what a responsible parent did.

He’d never given a lot of thought to being a parent. A father. He’d assumed he would be one day but, at thirty-four, maybe he’d missed that boat?

Oscar’s teeth started to chatter.

‘Your teeth are chattering.’

‘They’re j…just exci…excited.’

Reid laughed again. Excited teeth. Kids!

‘Yeah, I don’t think your mum is going to buy that, dude, and she’ll have my—’ He cut himself off before he said ass on a platter. ‘I’ll be off her Christmas card list.’

Oscar nodded, resigned. ‘Yeah. She always worries I might catch a bug and have to go to hospital.’

It was a natural thing for mothers to worry about, even though Reid knew no one caught a bug just from being cold. But there was a gravity to Oscar’s words that told him it was a legitimate fear of Trinity’s.

That Oscar had been in hospital before.

He opened his mouth to press for more then shut it again. He wasn’t going to ask about that any more than he was going to ask about Trinity’s tattoo. He should just man up and do it himself—the hospital thing, not the tattoo thing—instead of waiting for her to open up to him.

Maybe he would ask her. In a few weeks.

In the meantime, he didn’t want to start on the wrong foot by handing over a hypothermic child. He motioned to his grandfather to let him know they were heading back. ‘Okay, let’s go in.’

Oscar sighed and put his head down on Reid’s shoulder. It fitted perfectly. Reid’s heart gave a strange little kick and the feeling of restlessness that had dogged him since coming back to stay with Pops stilled. After a moment’s hesitation, he placed his chin on top of the snowy-blond head and strode out of the ocean with him.

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Festival du Roman Feminin Paris

by Susan Carlisle

Paris3One of my favorite things to do as an author is to meet readers. Since medicals sell so well in France I thought I’d make a trip to Paris to attend the Festival Du Roman Feminin.  I’m glad I did.

Friday, the first day of the Festival started as a beautiful day. I stayed near the MAS Paris which was the event venue and was able to walk there. Staying close was a smart move because I had to carry a number of things with me. As I came in the building I was greeted warmly by those that had organized the event. The MAS has three floors and they were crowded with authors and readers by nine. There was coffee and Danish set out for everyone.Paris1

The first panel I attended was made up of a group of French bloggers. It was all in French which was not translated and I understand very little of what was being said but despite that the panel’s enthusiasm for reading romance shined through. I was impressed. What’s not to love about anyone who loves the same thing you do?

The first event I was involved in was a panel about Writing a Riveting Story in 200 Pages. I shared the panel with some fabulous Harlequin authors Katherine Garbera, Alison Roberts, and Annie West. We each answered a number of very well thought out questions. Each of our answers had to be translated to the crowd. I could only admire the effort the translators put into their work.

Later that day I shared a panel with a French author Maia Loup. We discussed Leaving Everything to Begin New Elsewhere. We talked about starting a new book and what we did to come up with new ideas. The room was full and we were well received, I think. Again everything had to be translated so there was only time for about three questions.

The last panel for the day I shared with Sabrina Jeffries and Annie West. We had a lively discussion. The hostess had prepared thought provoking questions and we (the panelist) played off each other well with our answers.

That evening the Harlequin authors joined two of the staff from the HarperCollinsParis office for drinks on a barge on the Seine River. We had a great time laughing and telling stories. Afterwards the authors had dinner at a restaurant near our hotel.

The next morning started early with me being on the first panel of the day. This one was titled Heroes with a Golden Heart. I shared the table with Alison Roberts and Virginia Heath. Again we had a great discussion. The French aren’t known for asking questions but we had a number of them asked out of this group.

Paris2   On Saturday, I also did a Meet and Greet. This was held in a hallway with a number of other authors. We each had individual tables where we signed books we had brought with us and gave away goodies. I had brought some of my English books and the readers were glad to get them. I gave out bookmarks and highlighters. The readers liked any goodie they could get.

The day and the Festival ended with the book signing. The authors were stationed on all three floors of the building. HarperCollins had provide the French version of one of my books and I’m happy to say they all were taken by readers. I wasn’t

Paris  the hottest ticket at the Festival but I was pleased.

That evening the organizers of the festival were kind enough to invite all the authors to dinner as a thank you. This author thought she should have been buying them a meal. They had worked hard and put on an excellent event. I only saw happy authors and even happier readers.

I have to add that the cherry on top of the Festival was meeting and in some cases getting to know better my fellow Harlequin authors. They were and are a warm, fun and intelligent group of dedicated writers.

Paris is the city of love and I felt loved at the Festival du Roman Feminin.