August is all about debut author Megan Mayfair and her much anticipated release of The Things We Leave Unsaid. 22nd of August is … how many sleeps away? 13? You can read all about Megan and her journey from writer to published author here.
I am up to page 16 of a novel by Stephanie Laurens. I’m feeling a little tired, a little harassed. I live in a busy house, filled with noise and bluster and rigmarole, and some days the frenetic pace of it all makes me happy. But not today. It’s a Monday – the kids are back at school, and I don’t have to be at work until the next day. My coffee arrives. It is early, and spring sunshine is falling over my face, my arm, the table in the corner where I habitually sit. And I turn the page, feeling like I am just starting to know the characters in this book, to inhabit, in a tiny way, their lives – and I realise that parts of me I didn’t know were tense have suddenly relaxed. It is like a chemical reaction in my brain, my body. And then I remember. This is why I read romance.
“I know I was writing stories when I was five, I don’t know what I did before that. Just loafed, I suppose.” P.G. Wodehouse. Well … thank heavens Mr Wodehouse stuck with it. Bertie Wooster is one of my all-time favourite heroes. So bumblingly earnest. And so bedecked with troublesome aunts.