Friday, 3 July 2020

Blinded by Desire - Arabella Sheen - EXCERPT 6


            Blinded by Desire

Blinded by Desire


Arabella Sheen



Back Cover Copy

Is Jason ready to give love a chance, and can he capture Beth’s heart?

Jason Andre is a successful billionaire architect who thinks he can get what he wants when he wants.
Beth Ashton is a feisty redhead with an up-and-coming career as a landscape designer. And she wants nothing to do with Jason.
From the outset, sparks fly between them. She excites him and he infuriates her.
When Jason’s light aircraft crashes and he loses his sight, Beth steps in and does exactly what she promised she wouldn’t do…she works for him.

Are Beth and Jason destined to love or is passion and desire the only thing on offer?


Chapter Two - Excerpt 6

With difficulty, Beth managed to stop Charles from walking with her to the lodge house. It had been a struggle, but eventually, Charles had got the message.
Entering the lodge, she almost fell over the luggage she’d packed earlier that day. Her weekend bags were standing in the hall, and at that moment, she had the urge to grab her belongings and make a run for it…before it was too late.
All she wanted to do was scurry back to her home in Devon, and never return to Clifton Hall. She longed for the safety and security of her own home. If she stayed much longer, she was bound to become entangled in the decisions Jason had to make, and then there would be no turning back. She knew Jason wouldn’t let her go.
What was it he’d said that evening? “If you work for me, you will have to call me Jason.” And against her will, she’d called him by his given name.
It seemed Jason Andre knew what he wanted and how to get it. But Beth decided he wouldn’t be getting her. She wasn’t available, at any price.

* * * *

The library walls were lined from floor to ceiling with volumes of thick leather bound books. Two Chesterfield sofas and several high-backed winged armchairs were dotted about the place. And near the French windows, which looked out onto the grounds of Clifton Hall, stood a chunky roll-top desk, with a laptop computer, along with several rolls of papers in readiness for the morning’s work ahead.
Beth had been waiting for Jason to make an appearance, and as he entered the room, the force of his personality was instantly tangible. He radiated energy. And making his way toward her, he was like a panther prowling in the jungle, searching for his prey.
Beth felt nervous. She had no idea why her stomach was churning, but it was.
“You’re early,” Jason said. And as he zoned in on her, he looked around, and asked, “What…isn’t Charles with you?”
There was a hint of contempt in his voice which he hadn’t made an effort to conceal.
Jason towered above her. He seemed tense and on edge. And she suspected he was sporting for a fight, and aiming for a battle, but she had no idea why.
Was Jason remembering the way Charles had followed her to the lodge house last night? And did he think Charles had stayed with her, and that they had spent a hot, passionate night in her bed…making love?
If that was the case, then Jason was wrong. It wasn’t a night of passion that had given her renewed energy and a feeling of glowing radiance; it was simply a sound night’s sleep, alone, and in her own bed. After working a long, hard week on the estate, Beth had finally managed to catch up on the hours of sleep she had missed.
Excitement was pulsing through her veins, and she was eager to get started. The idea of spending a morning working with a renowned architect was exhilarating; and just the sight of him had got the adrenaline flowing, and her heart beating faster.
Beth rubbed her moist palms of her hands along the sides of her curved hips, and as she did so, she saw Jason’s eyes follow her movements.
“I’ll let you return to Charles as soon as possible,” he told her with a sneer of contempt in his voice. “And…when we finish working on my designs, and if you play your cards right, perhaps there will still be time for you to go to the barn dance with him.”
“Actually, it was an agricultural show,” she informed him. “But I won’t be going, and if I might add…I don’t rely on Charles to act as my escort. It‘s kind of you to think I need someone to take me out…but let me assure you, I can look after myself―Mr. Andre.”
Beth was puzzled and annoyed that Jason thought she would be going anywhere with Charles. And it was obvious Jason believed they were having an affair.
“You’re still calling me, Mr. Andre,” Jason reminded her. “I thought we agreed you would use my name.”
“I didn’t say I would,” she told him, denying any such suggestion. “I made no promises. All I said was that I would call you Jason, if I should decide to work for you. And so far, if I’m not mistaken…I’m not in your employment.”
“Not yet,” he muttered in soft undertones. “Now let me hear you say my name. Or perhaps it’s too difficult?”
Jason had stepped forward until he was standing directly in front of her. He was challenging her. And although she knew she was fighting a losing battle, she realised that eventually, she would have to obey.
Drat the man, she thought. Why does he have to be so intimidating? I’m a grown woman. I’m not someone he can boss around and bully.
Beth realised that until now, the two of them had never been alone in a room together. There had always been someone with them. But at that moment, with Jason standing so close, she could actually feel his body heat, and she wondered what would happen if she reached out toward him.
They were almost touching, but not quite.
The musky fragrance of his cologne was still fresh on his skin, and her senses were buzzing. The spark of attraction between them was coming alive, and she could feel herself surrendering to her desires.
Realising what was happening, Beth’s defence system kicked in. Alarm bells were ringing in her ears, and she quickly warned herself to keep her feet firmly on the ground.
The man oozed sex appeal, and she knew that if he made a pass, she would have no chance of fighting him off. She would crumble and succumb to his touch.
You’re out of your depth and he’s out of your league, she thought.
She didn’t know why she was in a panic, or why she was unnerved at the idea of him caressing her, but she was. If he reached out, she knew she would be no match against his powerful potency. She would have no will or strength to resist.
Jason was six-foot-two and she was at a disadvantage. Straightening to her full height, she took a cautious step away from him. She felt safer. With her protective shell now firmly in place, she brushed a non-existent speck of dirt from her dress and looked Jason squarely in the eye.
He was still waiting for her to say his name. It was a battle of wills between them, and she conceded that he had won. Reluctantly she repeated his name.
She said it slowly and clearly. She hadn’t wanted to say it, but she seemed compelled to obey his order.
When Beth saw Jason’s reaction, she realised she should have known better. She ought to have known how he’d react. It was so predictable. He had looked at her, raised an eyebrow, and then he’d given a wide victorious grin. He had won the first battle and she felt completely defeated. But she wasn’t giving up just yet. The battle between them had scarcely begun, and she was determined to win the next round.

Blinded by Desire
Copyright © 2012 by – Arabella Sheen
ISBN: 9780957569829
Publisher: priceplacebooks
Electronic Publication: May 2012
Cover: Fantasia Frog Designs

eBooks are not transferable. No part of this book may be used or reproduced without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations in articles and reviews.
This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the author’s imagination and used fictitiously.


About Arabella Sheen

Arabella Sheen - Author

Arabella Sheen is a British author of contemporary romance and likes nothing more than the challenge of starting a new novel with fresh ideas and inspiring characters.
One of the many things Arabella loves to do is to read. And when she’s not researching or writing about romance, she is either on her allotment sowing and planting with the seasons or she is curled on the sofa with a book, while pandering to the demands of her attention seeking cat.
Having lived and worked in the Netherlands as a theatre nurse for nearly twenty years, she now lives in the south west of England with her family.
Arabella hopes her readers have as much pleasure from her romance stories as she has in writing them.


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Wednesday, 1 July 2020

Welcome to Romance Author - Melissa Oliver

I’m delighted to welcome Melissa Oliver to the blog.

Melissa Oliver - Author

Hello Melissa – It was lovely to connect with you through the Romantic Novelists’ Association and I’m looking forward to reading about your writing experiences. But before you tell us about your debut release, The Rebel Heiress and the Knight, here are a few questions which will hopefully give your readers and followers an insight into some of the things that matter to you.


Arabella: Authors can release books, making them available to readers in various ways…via an agent, or working directly with a traditional publisher, or they can even go the self-publishing route. Which method of publishing do you prefer, and why?
Melissa: I know there are many routes into publishing but as a new author, the support and backing of a big publisher such as Harlequin Mills and Boon is incredibly important for me to establish a long-term career as a writer.

Arabella: A slice of Chocolate Cake, a piece of Fruit, or Burger and Fries?
Melissa: Ooh that’s hard… It would definitely be out of chocolate cake or fruit. (Not bothered by the burger and chips as I don’t eat red-meat!) Okay, I’m going to go with the fruit, only because it would make me feel a little virtuous and smug. In reality though, I KNOW I’d reach for that cake!




Arabella: Who or what inspired you to write your debut - The Rebel Heiress and the Knight?
Melissa: I knew I wanted to write a medieval romance, set against a back-drop of real historical events- and the spring of 1215 certainly had that.
With bitter divisions between King John and the Barons; civil unrest and lawlessness- the country was on the brink of civil war. Strangely enough; Brexit- which polarised opinions and divided the country recently, actually helped in understanding the depth of anger and frustration that people must have felt at that time.
Against all this, I had this remarkable heroine who had been abused in her first marriage but decided to use that experience for a force of good. She’s quite empowering really and yes women like Eleanor Tallany really did exist at that time. The hero and heroine had sparks of attraction almost from the outset but they had to overcome standing on opposing lines when it came to the Baron’s conflict. At the heart of this are two people who are drawn together, despite their differences and their difficulty to trust. In terms of themes, there’s a nod to the legend of Robin Hood, which some historians believe, took its inspiration from the real-life story of Fulk FitzWarin III.


Arabella: If the person of your dreams, (husband/wife/partner/or superstar), were to take you out for the night, where would they take you and what would you do?
Melissa: I would definitely have a date-night with my husband, Jack as he always makes me laugh and we don’t often get to go out, just the two of us. We’d get dressed up to go for dinner, then to the theatre and finish with a cocktail or two. I’m flexible and that can be any which way around.

Cocktails...

Arabella: Currently, what is your most favourite T.V. programme, and why?
Melissa: I’m ploughing my way through, The Last Kingdom (series 4) and Medici (season 3) on Netflix. Both historical, both thrilling- on the edge of your seat kind of T.V. They both mix real historical events with a fictional narrative to thread together. (especially in the case of The Last Kingdom- which was adapted from Bernard Cornwell’s books.)


The Last Kingdom

Arabella: When writing a book or chapter, which do you concentrate on first: plot, character, or setting?
Melissa: They all seem to go hand in hand for me. I think characters, initially as I really like to get to know and understand them. Then plots that weave the intricacies of the story together with a realistic, tangible world that the characters inhabit. It has to be said that these are subject to change and tweak once I sit down at my lap-top to begin writing. I’m a plotter with a massive dollop of pantser thrown in for good measure!

Arabella: How do you research your novels and characters?
Melissa: I like to do character profiles that essentially informs both their internal and external conflicts. It goes beyond just their physical attributes and gives me a sense of who my characters are and what it is that they want, in the context of the world they live in.
For a more detailed research in the time-line I’m writing, I’d use historical articles, references and books. For instance, if I had to look at progeny and inheritance in regard to women, or specific events, I’d have to fact-check information to make sure I have things as accurate as possible, (which isn’t always easy to find for the early 13th century.)

Arabella: What advice would you give to someone who is starting out on their writing journey?
Melissa: Perseverance, resilience and self-belief are so important, despite the fact most writers suffer from imposter syndrome, at one time or another. You’ve probably heard this before but there are very few writers out there who haven’t experienced rejection so learn from it, appreciate that it’s painful and then pick yourself up and keep going. There are so many reasons for a rejection- either your work is the wrong fit for the publisher/ agent or they’ve just signed someone who has a similar voice/ story to you. Or possibly that you need to keep working on your craft.
So, join writers’ group, book club and have your work read and critiqued on schemes such as the excellent- New Writer’s Scheme run by the RNA. Be patient and continue to keep learning and honing your writing skills. The important thing is that if this is what you want to do, then don’t give up!


Thank you for joining me on Arabella’s Blog and Chit-Chat, Melissa. Your words about ‘continue to keep learning and honing your writing skills’ hit home. There is always something new for an author to learn.
Best wishes for your debut, The Rebel Heiress and the Knight
Arabella



About  Melissa Oliver

Melissa Oliver - Author

Melissa Oliver is from south-west London where she writes historical romance novels. She lives with her gorgeous husband and equally gorgeous daughters, who share her passion for decrepit, old castles, grand palaces and all things historical. When she's not writing she loves to travel for inspiration, paint, and visit museums & art galleries.' 


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Book Blurb    The Rebel Heiress and the Knight



Widow Eleanor of Tallany Castle knows her people are broken by the taxes demanded by King John. So when she’s ordered to marry Hugh de Villiers, a knight loyal to the king, she’s furious—even if he is handsome! As gallant Hugh begins to heal the scars of Eleanor’s abusive first marriage, she’s even more determined to keep her secret: she is the outlaw the king wants to send to the gallows!

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Friday, 26 June 2020

Blinded by Desire - Arabella Sheen - EXCERPT 5



            Blinded by Desire

Blinded by Desire


Arabella Sheen



Back Cover Copy

Is Jason ready to give love a chance, and can he capture Beth’s heart?

Jason Andre is a successful billionaire architect who thinks he can get what he wants when he wants.
Beth Ashton is a feisty redhead with an up-and-coming career as a landscape designer. And she wants nothing to do with Jason.
From the outset, sparks fly between them. She excites him and he infuriates her.
When Jason’s light aircraft crashes and he loses his sight, Beth steps in and does exactly what she promised she wouldn’t do…she works for him.

Are Beth and Jason destined to love or is passion and desire the only thing on offer?


Chapter Two - Excerpt 5

Beth eased her crushed hand from Jason’s powerful grip and slowly began flexing her numb fingers back into life.
Her eyes travelled up the length of his white shirt to his bronzed, tanned face, and their eyes locked. She was captured, mesmerised by his gaze. She was falling, diving fathoms into their deep, dark, depths while wanting only to escape from his intense, penetrating scrutiny.
“I hadn’t expected a woman,” Jason explained.
Beth’s thoughts were jerked back to the present. “And now that you know Ashton Landscaping is run by me…are you disappointed, Mr. Andre?”
She’d meant her cutting remarks to hit home, and they had.
Jason smiled. But it wasn’t a smile of friendship. It was more like a smile of cautious warning. And then he said, “The tigress has claws, and they are sharp claws. Almost as sharp as her tongue. But how could any man be disappointed with you, Miss Ashton?
Beth felt Jason’s gaze travel the length of her body from the top of her head to her elegantly clad feet. She’d been examined, assessed, and stripped all in one go.
The atmosphere was tense, and with the friction growing between Beth was thankful when Sophie stepped in to break the strain of the moment.
“I’m sure dinner is nearly ready to be served. Shall we go through to the dining room?” And then, in the style of a perfect hostess, Sophie ushered everyone toward the door.
Entering the dining room, Beth was impressed. A long, hardwood table dressed to precision, held centre place. Soft light from the candles shone onto the crisp, white table cloth and the polished silverware. Everything sparkled. And while a log fire burnt bright in the hearth, a warm heat was being thrown out.
It was a typical English country house setting, and during the evening, Charles played the eloquent host, allowing Sophie to entertain her guests faultlessly.
When the meal was nearly finished, Jason set down his knife and fork and turned to Beth. Instinct told her that he was about to make his move.
Throughout dinner, everyone had talked pleasantries, chatting about the latest films they had seen or the most recent book they had read. But when coffee was served, conversation turned to business.
“Have you been at Clifton Hall long, Miss Ashton?” Jason asked.
“About three months,” she explained. “Staying in the lodge house has been ideal and really convenient. Depending on the size of a project it makes life a lot easier for everyone if I’m on site while landscaping.”
Charles had reached across the table and was busy refilling everyone’s liqueur glass from the decanter. “Having Beth staying in our guest house allows her to come and go as she pleases…day or night,” Charles said.
Beth was on the alert. Was Charles implying something? Day or Night! What did he mean by that? Was there supposed to be a double connotation behind his innuendo? If Beth found her host’s words offensive…she wondered what Jason and Sophie were thinking.
“I prefer to be on base, or at least as near as possible, if I’m working on a project.” For some reason, Beth felt the need to clarify. Especially after what Charles had just said. Then, lifting her glass to her lips, she took a sip of the creamy, whisky liqueur. “I usually rent a house for the duration of a project, but while I’ve been at Clifton Hall, the guest house has been ideal. However, now that the landscaping is more or less complete, I really ought to be getting back to my own home in Devon.”
On hearing Beth say she was thinking of leaving, Sophie became agitated. “But my dear, you can’t go just yet. The flower beds have to be planted, and then there’s the rockery.”
“My team’s quite capable of completing any jobs that remain to be done. And with no real reason for me to stay longer, that leaves me free to move on to my next project.”
Jason swirled his warmed brandy in the glass.
“So, you will be free to take on my garden project…if I should offer you the opportunity to design for me?”
In one massive rush, a sinking feeling came over Beth and hit her in the pit of her stomach. She realised she’d fallen into Jason’s trap. She had told him she was fully booked, and unable to take on extra work. And now, she’d just said that when she left Clifton Hall, she would be free to take on more projects.
“I’m afraid not, Mr. Andre. There’s still work to finish off here and I have other clients on my waiting list. My services are needed elsewhere.”
Charles unexpectedly reached across the table and covered Beth’s hand with his.
Beth was surprised by Charles’s action.
“Yes, we still need Beth’s services,” Charles said, ambiguously. “So, there’s every reason for Beth to remain at Clifton Hall. Isn’t there, my dear?”
His words were suggestive, and Beth felt her cheeks burning with a shameful embarrassment. She didn’t know exactly what Charles was implying, but what was worse, was that his wife was sitting at the same table, listening. What must Sophie be thinking?
Endeavouring not to draw attention to herself, Beth began pulling her hand away from beneath Charles’s, but he wasn’t letting go. And then she was too late. Jason had seen what had happened.
His eyes were like daggers as he looked across the table toward her. It wasn’t a kind look. A dark eyebrow was raised cynically, and as his gaze fixed intently on her hand still gripped tightly in Charles’s, she inwardly cringed. With Jason’s penetrating eyes focused upon her, fearful shivers of dread ran along her spine.
For no logical reason she could think of, she felt a sense of panic. But she had nothing to be afraid of…or had she? There was nothing to hide. And no matter how it might look, she wasn’t having an affair with Charles. Nothing was happening between them.
Whatever Jason might think, she had no reason to feel ashamed. But inexplicably, she did. And when Beth looked at Sophie, and could see the hurt showing on Sophie’s face, she felt mortified. Innocently, and without meaning to be, she knew she was the cause of that pain.
Beth had no intention of hurting Sophie, and she would never consider having a relationship with her friend’s husband…or any other married man.
When Beth first met Charles, she’d suspected he was a bit of a Casanova. He was the type. The sort that looked at a lady and wanted more than what was on offer. But until now, Charles had never tried anything on with her. Beth had kept her distance and had held him at bay.
Perhaps this evening, things had changed because he was trying to compete with Jason for the limelight. But for whatever reason, Charles was coming on strong, and she didn’t like it.
She didn’t like his attentiveness, and she didn’t like being used by any man to make a point.
Eventually, and with some semblance of dignity, she managed to retrieve her hand, but she could still feel Jason’s eyes locked on her. He was staring with a look of pure revulsion.
“Jason, do tell us what your plans are for this weekend.” Sophie had broken the awkward silence caused by her husband.
Jason tore his eyes away from Beth, and looked at his sister.
“If Miss Ashton’s available, tomorrow, I’d like to show her the layout of the villa in Greece. I need her opinion on the gardens. That is…if she’s not too busy with Charles!”
The sarcasm and derision in his voice was coming fast and hard.
As Jason spoke, his eyes had moved from Beth to Charles and back again. He was making a point, and his message was coming across loud and clear.
Jason was waiting for an answer.
Beth didn’t know what to say, and felt she was being backed into a corner. She didn’t like the man, and she had absolutely no intention of working for him.
Sounding smug, Charles announced, “Jason, I’m afraid you might be disappointed about your plans for the weekend. I’m taking Beth out.”
The silence in the room was deafening. It was as if a bomb had dropped.
For a moment Jason said nothing. His teeth were clenched together and a pulse could be seen visibly throbbing along his jawline. He was controlling his rage.
“Really?” Jason replied.
Charles looked triumphant. “I’m surprising Beth. We’re going to a horticultural show tomorrow. Last week, she told me she wanted to go to the show in Middleford.”
Beth was amazed Charles would dare suggest such a thing.
“Charles no…everyone knew I was planning to go home, to Devon. I can’t go with you. I’ve only stayed at Clifton Hall this weekend because Sophie has asked me to see Jason.”
“I’m sure my brother-in-law won’t mind if you looked at his project another time. Will you, Jason?”
Jason drummed his fingers rapidly on the white tablecloth. “No, that’s fine. I’ve nothing urgent to discuss with Miss Ashton, either tomorrow, or any other time.”
Jason’s voice was casual. Too casual.
There was a surface anger in his tone, and his rage was evident for all to see. But the fury wasn’t directed toward Charles, it was aimed at Beth.
Beth felt threatened. So much so, that she almost got up from the table with the intention of leaving the room. All she wanted to do was escape from Clifton Hall and travel, if need be, in the darkness of the night, to the security of her own home in Devon.
For some peculiar reason, Charles’s behaviour was annoying Jason, and Jason was fuming about the apparent set-up at Clifton Hall. Things weren’t working out to his liking.
“Of course Beth can go to the show. The project’s not that important,” Jason said offhandedly, as if indifferent. “Beth doesn’t have to work for me.”
He sounded bored with the whole subject, but she suspected he wasn’t. He was playing cat and mouse. He had a threatening steely glint in his eye and she knew he could ruin her business if he wished to. And although she didn’t want to work for him, she didn’t want to take the chance and lose her business reputation. And Jason could ruin her at the drop of a hat. All he had to do was spread the work and she would be finished as a landscape gardener.
Feeling defeated and beaten, and with her pride about to take a bashing, Beth realised she had to make an effort and save Ashton Landscaping’s good name.
Unwaveringly, she made a decision.
“Charles, my business obligations are very important to me. Mr. Andre has been kind enough to―”
When she had said Jason’s name, he had raised a hand, and stopped her in mid flow.
It’s Jason. And if you’re going work for me, sooner or later you’re going to have to call me Jason.”
Work for him!
She had no intention of working for this arrogantly conceited, obnoxious man, but she realised it wouldn’t do for her to make an enemy of him either. She wasn’t going anywhere near his project, at any price.
Looking Jason straight in the eye, she carefully repeated his name.
Jason…” she said softly, and the stiff, sugar sweet smile, she forced onto her lips hurt. “I’m sorry Charles, but Jason is here on business, and business always has to come first.”
It would be pointless for her to look at Jason’s blueprints, but if she refused, it might appear she had other plans. Plans of an illicit, clandestine nature with his sister’s husband. And she couldn’t have Jason, or Sophie, think she was willing to spend the day with Charles.
“Is nine o’clock in the library alright for you, Jason?” She had burned her bridges.
“Yes. Nine’s fine,” And strangely for once, it looked as if Jason felt no jubilation in getting what he wanted.
Beth wondered if he had considered her wishes, or suspected she might have preferred to visit the horticultural show instead, but it was only a fleeting thought. Deep down, she knew he wouldn’t have cared for her needs, at least, not at the expense of his desires.
Then when, Charles pulled out her chair and took her arm, she knew any possible consideration Jason might have felt for her had vanished. Derision was etched on his face.
“I’m afraid it’s early to bed for you, Beth. If you have to be up at the crack of dawn to work, you’ll need your beauty sleep.” Charles, without waiting for Beth’s consent, started steering her toward the door. “Come on, I’ll walk you home. It seems you have a busy morning ahead of you.”
“Charles there’s no need for you to see me home. I’m not likely to get mugged in your grounds, am I? And there’s no need for you to leave Sophie or Mr. Andre at the dinner table. Stay and finish your meal, please. I can find my way back to the lodge, but thanks all the same.”
Beth hurriedly said goodnight, and with the three of them staring after her in amazement, she left the room. But not before she’d heard Charles say, “I think to be on the safe side, I’ll walk Beth to the guest house. I ought to be back before you’ve finished your coffee. I shouldn’t be too long. But if I’m delayed…don’t wait up.”
Beth could only imagine the humiliation Sophie must be feeling, and the revulsion that would be showing on Jason’s face as he mumbled, “So that’s how things are.”

Blinded by Desire
Copyright © 2012 by – Arabella Sheen
ISBN: 9780957569829
Publisher: priceplacebooks
Electronic Publication: May 2012
Cover: Fantasia Frog Designs

eBooks are not transferable. No part of this book may be used or reproduced without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations in articles and reviews.
This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the author’s imagination and used fictitiously.


About Arabella Sheen


Arabella Sheen - Author















Arabella Sheen is a British author of contemporary romance and likes nothing more than the challenge of starting a new novel with fresh ideas and inspiring characters.
One of the many things Arabella loves to do is to read. And when she’s not researching or writing about romance, she is either on her allotment sowing and planting with the seasons or she is curled on the sofa with a book, while pandering to the demands of her attention seeking cat.
Having lived and worked in the Netherlands as a theatre nurse for nearly twenty years, she now lives in the south west of England with her family.
Arabella hopes her readers have as much pleasure from her romance stories as she has in writing them.


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Wednesday, 24 June 2020

Welcome to Timeslip Author - Adrienne Chinn

I’m delighted to welcome Adrienne Chinn to my blog.


Adrienne Chinn - Author

Hello Adrienne – Thank you for joining me on Arabella’s Blog and chit-chat today. it was great to connect with you through the Romantic Novelists’ Association. Such a great and supportive group of authors and affiliate, and all with books and the art of writing at the heart of everything they do. But before we get to know more about your latest Historical Romance Timeslip release, The English Wife, here are a few questions which will hopefully give your readers and followers an insight into some of the things that matter to you.

Arabella: How did you manage to get your first novel published and what did you learn from the experience?
Adrienne: It took a long time! I started writing it on a novel writing course at the Faber Academy in 2011 and kept at it on weekends and holidays over the subsequent years. Then, when I had what I thought was a good draft, I began the rounds of sending query letters to agents in the UK, USA and Canada. I must have sent out over 200 over a three-year period! I went back to square one and hired a fantastic writing mentor, Laurence Daren King, who worked with me on a total rewrite for a year. Then, I met up with a writing friend of mine I’d met on the Faber course, crime novelist Amanda Robson, and she suggested I send the novel to her editor at Avon UK. I did, and several months later, while I was standing on the platform at Clapham Junction Station on a Friday afternoon, an email pinged onto my phone from Avon, offering me a 2-book deal. Only seven years after started writing it!

My biggest lesson from all that was to believe in myself and just keep at it.

Arabella: If you could choose, which would it be: A walk in the woods, a walk along a beachfront to dip your toes in the sea, or a day shopping for clothes?
Adrienne: Walking in nature definitely, in the woods, fields, mountains, or on a beach! All of the above.



Arabella: Who or what inspired you to write your latest release, The English Wife?
Adrienne: I was born in Newfoundland, Canada, which is a ruggedly beautiful province on the east coast, and the people there are so funny and hospitable. My mother was the only girl with eight brothers, and they all could spin a yarn. One of my uncles, Gus, was a soldier for the Newfoundland army in WW2, based near Norwich. At that time Newfoundland was a Dominion of Great Britain, not part of Canada, and it had its own money, government and military. Newfoundlanders were British citizens. In Norwich he met the granddaughter, Stephanie, of a local vicar over Sunday lunch at the vicar’s house, and it was love at first site. They married and she joined him in Newfoundland after the war as an English war bride. So, I thought it was interesting to explore a war bride story as one of the story strands.

Then, of course, there was the now well-known story of the international flights that were diverted to the small airport at Gander, Newfoundland on 9/11. I was born in Grand Falls, which is near Gander, and heard about the way Newfoundlanders took the stranded passengers into their homes almost immediately. Now, of course, the story has been made into a musical, Come From Away. I thought it would be interesting to have one of my characters be on one of those flights. So, that’s how I came up with Sophie’s contemporary story.

Newfoundland Outport

Arabella: Where do you read? Sofa or bed or ____?
Adrienne: When I’m at home I read outside on a lounger on nice days, after I’ve done my daily 1,000 words of writing. I also read in bed at night, but usually only manage a couple of pages before I pass out! I’m a very slow reader because I love to savour a novel, and I tend to read about 4-6 books at a time; it takes me ages to finish them all.

I always take a couple of paperbacks with me when I travel – I read quite a bit on airplanes and by swimming pools! I definitely prefer paperbacks. I love the feel of the pages in my hands, and I’m always flipping back to re-read sections, admire the cover, see what other books the author has written, who they dedicated the book to… I find reading a paperback or hardback a real, tactile, pleasure.

Arabella: Some authors write at first light, others need a mug of coffee or a glass of wine before putting pen to paper. When writing, are there any “essentials” you need to help the words flow?
Adrienne: I am neither a morning person, nor a night owl. I sit squarely in the middle of the day. Currently, I’m at home all the time, so I’m spending the morning reading/writing emails, puttering in the garden, going to the shop if I need to. Then, around 10:30 I spend 10 minutes playing Jewel Legend (the only game app I allow myself otherwise I’d be an addict), then I usually write a haiku or short poem which I post on social media (I started writing these about eight years ago as a writing exercise and now have hundreds – I plan to self-publish a poetry book later this year). Then, around 11:00ish, I get settled on my bed, prop my laptop on a pillow on my lap, and start my writing day. I love working on my bed because I can spread all my scribbled notes around me.


Arabella: You’re halfway through the work-in-progress, you’re about to kill off the hero and there is going to be no happy-ever-after. In other words, you’re stuck! If you had to contact an “author/publisher/editor friend” for guidance, who would it be?
Adrienne: Haha! Sounds like the book I’m currently writing! I often talk to my sister, Carolyn, who lives nearby when I’m stuck. She works in museums, and is also a very keen amateur playwright, actress and theatre director. She has very sound instincts, and she can usually help unstick me.

Arabella: The T.V. is on and you’re in control of the remote. Which is it to be: A quiz programme…An afternoon of sport…A family soap…A romantic film you always wanted to see but missed when it was shown at the cinema?
Adrienne: Romantic film, hands down.

Arabella: Do you have any great writing, publishing, or marketing tips you’d like to share to “want-to-be” authors starting out on their writing journey?
Adrienne:
-          Believe in yourself.
-          Work hard. Enjoy the process.
-          Get used to failure. Failure is your friend. It tells you you weren’t quite ready.
-          Get better. Take courses, read a lot, read outside your genre, experiment with writing other forms (poems, short stories, plays, non-fiction).
-          Watch a lot of good movies – they are great ways to learn pacing, drama, scenes, characters, dialogue and atmosphere.
-          Read the bad reviews great authors have received. You’re not the only one.
-          Don’t give up.
  
Thank you for joining me on Arabella’s Blog and Chit-Chat, Adrienne. It was lovely to discover some of your writing techniques, and although you seem to manage, I’m not sure I could work from my bed. I find writing hard work at the best of times and I’d be worried about dropping off to sleep in the middle of writing a passionate love scene 💓💓💓 and missing the romantic ending. 💓💓💓 
And for those of us (me included) who didn’t know…
Haiku = A Japanese poem of seventeen syllables, in three lines of five, seven, and five, traditionally evoking images of the natural world.
Adrienne - All the best for your latest release, The English Wife, and wishing lots of happy-ever-after writing.
Arabella

About  Adrienne Chinn

Adrienne Chinn - Author

Adrienne Chinn was born in Grand Falls, Newfoundland, grew up in Quebec, and eventually made her way to London, England after a career as a journalist. In England she worked as a TV and film researcher before embarking on a career as an interior designer, lecturer, and writer. When not up a ladder or at the computer, she can usually be found rummaging through flea markets or haggling in the Marrakech souk. 

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Book Blurb   The English Wife


VE Day 1945: As victory bells ring out across the country, war bride Ellie Burgess’s happiness is overshadowed by grief. Her charismatic Newfoundlander husband Thomas is still missing in action.

Until a letter arrives explaining Thomas is back at home on the other side of the Atlantic recovering from his injuries.
Travelling to a distant country to live with a man she barely knows is the bravest thing Ellie has ever had to do. But nothing can prepare her for the harsh realities of her new home…
September 11th 2001: Sophie Parry is on a plane to New York on the most tragic day in the city’s history. While the world watches the news in horror, Sophie’s flight is rerouted to a tiny town in Newfoundland and she is forced to seek refuge with her estranged aunt Ellie.

Determined to discover what it was that forced her family apart all those years ago, newfound secrets may change her life forever…
Release date: June 25th, 2020

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