Showing posts with label Paris. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Paris. Show all posts

Friday, 17 May 2013

Awards, Book Giveaway and Robert Downey Jr... Oh My!

My Son, my brother & moi at the Irish Embassy in Paris.
Just back from being a glamourpuss in Paris for a few days where I got to wear my posh frock to the Irish Embassy no less (with ma famille). I am including pictorial evidence  -  the photo was taken by my brother's 5-year-old son hence the soft focus (think I may get him to take all my photos come to think of it!)


Now, in other news I got a wonderful email on Tuesday night saying that The Good, the Bad and the Wild (yes that is my Rona nominated book) has now also been nominated for a Booksellers Best Award in the Best Short Contemporary category. Squeeeeee!

To celebrate my nomination, and my general all around gorgeousness I am giving away another copy of Too Close for Comfort, my June Harlequin KISS release, at the Pink Heart Society TODAY. This is a one-day offer, just go leave a comment on my blog about Iron Man 3 and I'll pick a winner tomorrow.

BTW, the winner of my Rafflecopter comp for a copy of The Mile High Club on the blog is:

Jane Linfoot

So Jane, just email me your snail mail addy on heidi@heidi-rice.com and I'll pop it in the post.

Also, watch this space for exciting news about the new direction for the old RIVA editorial in the UK... Plans are being worked on now, but the new line will be launching soon and as soon as I can I will give you all the goss...


Thursday, 10 November 2011

Me and Lucy Monroe

I'm on Modern author Lucy Monroe's blog today doing her Guest Author Interview. Love her books - so sexy and sensual and intensely dramatic - so it's a real treat for me to be talking to her about the inspiration etc behind On the First Night of Christmas. And just in case you want any added incentive, there's a Humpday Hottie to enjoy right under my post... I'm just saying!

I'm off to Paris later today on the Eurostar where my mum is celebrating her 75th birthday on Saturday with all her kids and grandkids... That means 17 of us (ranging in age from 4 to 75) chowing down on coq au vin and profiteroles (and probably far too much wine) at a Brasserie near the Gare du Nord. So if anyone else here is likely to be in Paris this weekend and hears a massive commotion, that'll just be the Rice clan misbehaving as usual.

Am thinking I definitely need to set another book in the City of Light, and I love it best at this time of year. I always think cities come into their own in the autumn months.