It’s time for Billie Summers to have an adventure … but it might not be exactly what she expected. Billie Summers has always been quite content in her little cottage in the Cotswolds, sure half the house hasn’t been renovated, but what’s the point when it’s only her! Working part-time at her uncle’s bookshop and planning 3-4 writer retreats with her best friend allows her to pay the bills. What more could anyone want?
That is until Oliver Forest, the bad boy of the book world, turns up to one of her retreats and points out that Billie hasn’t done anything very adventurous. Couple that with her best friend falling head over heels and beginning to drift away from their Friday night wine and dinner plans, Billie is starting to wonder if it isn’t time she take control of her life.
So she starts a list: get fitted (properly) for a bra, fix up rest of house, find a ‘career’ and well, get a tattoo … Her life might just get the makeover it needs, too bad irritating and far-too-attractive for his own good, Oliver keeps showing up …
Because sometimes you need an adventure!
Sounds good doesn't it! I'm very lucky to have an extract to share with you and check out the other stops on the blog tour for reviews, interviews and more!
Helena coloured prettily and
sat up a bit straighter in her chair.
‘Helena Fairchild. I write
children’s and YA. I’m a librarian. I sold a short story once, about a million
years ago. It was about Bonfire Night. I’m not exactly setting the literary
world alight just yet but I’m going to keep on trying. Nancy?’
Nancy was cutting a slice of
cheddar and she paused, her knife halfway through the block.
‘Nancy Gregory, retired RE
teacher. I write murder mysteries. The latest one has taken three years and I
haven’t the faintest idea what I’m doing with it. I get so muddled I am quite
capable of making the detective in charge of the case commit the murder.’ She
looked thoughtful. ‘Perhaps that’s not such a bad idea!’
Vivienne sniffed; her
aquiline nose a beak of disapproval.
‘I’m Vivienne Noble. I’m a retired
chemistry teacher. I’ve self-published a couple of novels on Amazon to mixed
reviews. I write contemporary erotica. Nothing too outré, just a bit of
S&M, some bondage, and some role-play.’
‘Really?’ Nick said.
Vivienne loved it when this
sort of surprise was voiced and was inclined to play up to the audience and
show off.
‘Well I may not have been
married but it doesn’t mean I haven’t lived. And I think I’ve got a pretty good
idea of what does and doesn’t work.’
The table fell silent at this
point until Helena cleared her throat and we all jumped.
‘Nick?’ she said. ‘Your turn
I think?’
I kicked Helena under the
table. She sent me a cross-eyed look in return.
Nick fidgeted a little and
pulled his chunk of bread in half.
‘Blimey, I don’t quite know
how to follow that. OK, I’m Nick Fitzgerald. I’m a contractor specializing in
IT. I’m trying to write thrillers with a sort of international edge. Dan Brown,
Ross Black, John Grisham – that sort of thing. I’ve had some technical papers
published on subjects too dreary to go into, but as yet I don’t have an agent
or any sign of one.’
He seemed to run out of steam
at this point and he looked down and started buttering his bread. We all turned to Elaine.
‘I’m Elaine Weston. I’m a
partly retired doctor and I write paranormal romance. Not very successfully I’m
afraid. There doesn’t seem to be the market for it these days. Unless there is,
and I just don’t write it very well. I had an agent but unfortunately she
retired. I’d love another one, but well, we’ll see.’ She hunched her shoulders
and gave a little excited smile.
Thank you so much to Sabah Kahn from Avon for asking me to take part in the blog tour, let me know if you read the book!
1 comment:
Thanks for including me in your blog; I do hope you enjoyed the book! Maddie x
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