Oh dear, guilt, guilt, guilt, I'm so ashamed I meant to have a new thriller out in time for Christmas but I have to confess that I'm only up to Chapter 25. Falling down the steps at school and breaking my foot really messed up my schedule. Being housebound you'd think I'd have more time for writing but with my husband Cole in a wheelchair and me in his old one- things were crazy round here for awhile. Still I'm blessed with a great family, wonderful friends and neighbours who are absolutely brilliant - my husband has been embarrassing me by boasting that he's never eaten as well in his life.
Despite both of us getting round the house on wheels and in each other way, we had a wonderful Christmas and managed to have some fun, turkey and Christmas pudding. Thanks again to darling Emma who dropped everything to fly to her mother's side.- an unexpected treat.
Glad to report I'm fine, walking and writing again and hope to have 'Salvation Jane' finished very soon. I know that's a bit vague and I was going to say by Easter but knowing me, I think that's a bit ambitious. However it will be before next Christmas ... promise.
All love and blessings