*Deep sigh as she braces herself for the onslaught*
Wish me luck and happy New Year!
Well it's official, I've eaten more than a third world nation's annual grocery list. Each step is setting off a pendulous motion, very reminiscent of the old desktop favourite, Newton's Cradle. This is me on the right... No, not the pretty lady(sadly), the slug-like one behind her. So it is with great regret that I announce the beginning of the *pause for dramatic music* DIET. Yes, even though I still have one family birthday yet to survive, needs must. It's time to suffer the slings and arrows of calorie counting and denial. And anyone who catches me with a bar of chocolate in my hand has my permission to clout me. Of course I blame my husband. He was the one who made all the fabulous mince pies and Christmas pudding and who bought me all the chocolate... But if I'm going to get inside the mind of my latest heroine, I'm going to have to be able to imagine that there's the slightest possibility I could still be attractive to my hero. *Deep sigh as she braces herself for the onslaught* Wish me luck and happy New Year!
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