I sent out my first proper newsletter today. Now I feel like a grown up author.
If you’re not on the list you can read the newsletter here. It includes a sneaky peek at the cover for An Unsuitable Husband featuring the sexy French footballer. Without a shirt.
If you’d like to be on the list for future mailings, you can sign up using the form in the sidebar. I’m only planning to send newsletters when I have new books out, so it won’t be often and I absolutely won’t be passing on your email addresses to anyone else for any reason at all.
I had an email from the proofreader this morning to say that she’s finished but she wants to leave it for a day and read through it again with fresh eyes before she sends it back to me. She also said that she enjoyed the book and was glad it had a happy ending! So I am still on course to get it on sale by the end of this month, or even a little bit sooner.
I have been toying with an idea for a book that I want to submit to Mills and Boon. I don’t think it would suit Entangled because it’s a ‘proper’ sheikh book – desert sand and men in robes and lots of unpronounceable names. It’s a bit darker and angstier than my Indulgences, too. Anyway, on Saturday I discovered that this year, published authors are eligible for the So You Think You Can Write competition. The first chapter has to be submitted by October 9th, but the whole manuscript has to be ready to go very soon after that if you get through to the second round. So I have been writing furiously – 7,000 words in 2 days. I think it’s worth it, though, because it can speed up the acquisition process a lot. All the first chapters get read in a month and 50 entrants are asked to submit their manuscript, with the winner chosen in December. Last year I think 7 or 8 manuscripts were bought through the competition. And you’re still able to submit through the normal channels afterwards, with a proper partial and synopsis, so you haven’t lost anything.
I love my heroine. Malaika is a geeky Arabic princess who bullied her father into letting her attend college and now she teaches at the local girls’ school. She is the perfect person for the role of traitorous spy that I have given her. And her hero? Well, Salim is the ultimate playboy sheikh, who has suddenly been thrust into the heart of his father’s complex political machinations and doesn’t really have a clue what he’s doing. Poor boy.