Yippee!! Book Seven Sold...

Heidi's a happy camper today (despite one of the worst colds known to woman!!) because Leo and Issy's story has finally got the green light. After revisions and tweaking and more, I finally found my sexual tension (and then some.. this is a seriously sexy book folks).

This was a hard one, no doubt about it (and no pun intended!) but usually the tough ones are all the better for it. And as always the problems with this story stemmed from the conflict not working. See isn't this what I always say, it's getting the conflict right that's always the hard part... Shame I didn't pay more attention to myself at the outset.

Still,  once the conflict works  every else tends to magically work as well. And that's no small feat for Modern Heat, where you want a story that will deliver on the fun and flirty tone, but still pack a serious emotional punch.

Still, I'm pleased with the story I ended up with, although sadly I had to change my hero's name at the last minute.... so now he's Giovanni instead of Leonardo.... May have to think up another Italian hero so I can use that name another time.

And to celebrate my success, I've posted the piccie of model David Gandy that was the original hero inspiration for this story.... Oh dear, I guess that means I've got to go hunk-hunting on the internet now to find hero inspiration for my next book. It's a tough life, but someone's gotta do it, right?

The Waiting Game....

So I finally emailed Issy and Leo's story (some of which is set in the lovely city of Florence, hence the photo) off to my editor on Sunday night. Several weeks late (oops, I blame the school holidays and those pesky kids) and after a couple of afternoons spent frantically typing on my laptop in the park while my youngest played football.

And now all I have to do is wait... To see if my ed likes it as much as I do. Have to say after the trauma that was Mac and Juno's story, this one has gone surprisingly smoothly... Probably because for once I actually wrote an outline that I pretty much stuck to. But now I've sent it off, I'm not sure that's a good thing. Was the trauma the thing that added power and passion and complexity to Mac and Juno's tale? You see, this is the problem: the more time you have to wait the more time you have to panic. How comes this doesn't get any easier?

Luckily I'm freelancing this week in my other job as a film journalist, or my poor snowed-under ed would be getting endless little emails saying the author equivalent of 'are we there yet?'