Welcome to August. A month of summer holidays, sunshine and sandy beaches. Or in my case, a month of rain, norovirus, hospital visits, women in labour and the continued destruction remodelling of the back garden. For all this excitement, plus semi-naked men, Getting Dirty, and being gangsta on a mobility scooter, read on!
If anyone were to think that all romance books are the same, then please point them towards this month’s blog. I’ve got seven foot blue aliens, a woman in a relationship with two bisexual men, and a Regency romance complete with a Missionary’s daughter, a dangerous bog and a testy peacock. All these books are fabulously written and utterly unputdownable. It doesn’t matter where in time or space the romance occurs, or who is involved. Love is love, and brilliant characters, story and writing will always win my heart.