Monday, October 29, 2007

Paris At Last!!!


FINALLY. We're starting the next page with the brief wrap up of Hong Kong and Dubai and we're IN PARIS. IN AUTUMN. And after a brief little poignant scene that's an echo from an earlier chapter (I'm all about the echoes me...even if readers don't catch them I know they're there... it's a Trishism...) we have the REVEAL of the HUUUUUGGGGEEEEE thing that has been Ronan's conflict from the very beginning and hopefully only a clever reader will have caught - unless the back-blurb wrecks it on me. And then it's off to The Luxembourg Gardens for what I hope will be a very very yummy reconciliation.

Then I have one final whammy for the epilogue...

This story has reminded me why I am and always will be a PANSTER. I was asked for *outside the box* with this one so I went in feeling a little - erm - unhinged.... (and I can hear the tittering from the cheap seats - yes alright then - MORE unhinged than NORMAL - happy now?)

But I had my plot and I had my characters and I had my first foray off the island of Ireland (NOTE TO ALL WRITERS: Round the world in 50k SUCKS on a GLOBAL scale - no pun intended - DO-NOT-DO-IT - you'll want to fit in way way way more than you have room for and then there's the research and then there's the making room for an actual story and then... well - just do yourself a favour, okay???). But what has really caught me offguard in panster-ville this time round is the little details I had NO IDEA would make it into my brain. This is where the fairy dust comes in in my humble opinion - 'cos it's not that I'm that clever - if I was that clever I would remember where I left my keys every time I set them down and I'd know that biting into a pizza straight from the oven is a bad move; specially after the fifty squillionth time I do it. Cheese cooked in the oven seems to have the same melting point as the core of an exploding nuclear weapon. And as cheeze topped pizza is the staple diet in my house - next to microwavable fish pie - around about deadline time this lesson SHOULD have been learned by now I feel!!!

So it's not genius.

Into the cobweb filled corners of my imagination sneaked Kerry's Nana... She started out as Grandmother and only announced herself as Nana three chapters in. And once I'd typed 'Nana' that was that. She's now an integral thread in the story and yet she's NEVER on the page until the epilogue. Can someone please tell me how she became that real then when I don't even know what she looks like??? And a piece of Nana info that came completely outta left field a mere few hours ago is what will make sense of sooooooooooo much in that epilogue. Bless you Nana.

Nana isn't the only thread. And not one of the blessed things were planned. Unfortunately this does mean when the book wings it's way to my lovely Ed - probably tomorrow at this stage - if any of these threads have to go in revisions I'm gonna have to backtrack right to the beginning and work my way the whole way through the damn thing to take them back out again. Mystically channeled moments of genius come at a cost people. BE WARNED.

If you're very good kiddlywinks I might come back when the books away with some nice pics of Nana's wedding dress that Kerry wears - when she marries Ronan in a castle in Ireland... Sigh...
And big shout out to our Ally Blake for assorted Paris and Luxembourg Gardens pics. IS THAT BABY OUT YET????

Friday, October 26, 2007

Weepie Warning & Location Update

UPDATED: COS I GOT STUCK...

Since posting the bottom part of this blog we've had a bit of a change again... A scene needs moved round I feel... CAN'T BE AVOIDED DARNNIT...I think I had it in too early and only realized what I'd done when I stalled and had to try and figure out why...

NOTE TO STRUGGLING WRITERS:
STALLED = PROBLEM SOMEWHERE

And it doesn't matter a damn if you're on a screaming deadline - you gotta go in and be brutal and move things round if that's what it takes cos in the end you'll save time on the other end... THEORETICALLY...

So anyhoos - Ronan is being devilishly funny again so am feeling a little better - but I know he's doing it to cover up the big stuff so I expect more heartbreak to come...

Oh - and we've left Fiji. And we're now on the Great Pacific Express in Australia... How GORGEOUS IS THIS TRAIN??? I tell ya - if I manage to get them where they're sposed to be when they're sposed to be AND I get all this travel stuff past my Ed I'm gonna be due a flipping MEDAL for the research on this book!!!

EARLIER PART OF POST:

I'm not usually one for yapping when writing but this book is KILLING ME. And not, I might add, in the usual writing angst way...

It started out very Trish-Modern-Heat voice I feel - very fast, lots of fun, one liners galore - a sassy heroine and a very scrummy very cheeky very sexy hero - lots of fun and games in New York...

But as I approach the *turnaround* it has snuck up on me with a HUGE emotional whammy and I'm yapping while writing it. Am a tad worried about this...Is this a good or a bad sign??? Cos if it's a good sign then it follows that all my other books suck, right???

I have shed a tear but once before this - and that was during *that scene* in White Hot/ The Firefighter's Chosen Bride when Finn finally tells Shane about her dad and the 'spinning her'. If you've read the book you'll know the scene I mean.

THIS BOOK makes that scene look like an episode of Friends. Ronan is BREAKING MY HEART. So please feel free to leave emotional support for the heartbroken author at will... preferably WITH CHOCOLATE.

Thursday, October 25, 2007

Spot The Difference


Okay - in fairness I really can't complain. In fourteen books this is the first cover I've had where the hero looks absolutely nothing like my hero. I was due one really...

What IS exciting about this cover for my January Modern Heat book His Mistress: His Terms is threefold... lemme walk you through it...


ONE: It's my first cover with the brand new MODERN HEAT tag as opposed to Modern Extra as this is the first month we officially change over! It's also the first month that Modern Heats officially become part of the Harlequin Presents Line in the USA & Canada so that's VERY EXCITING!!!! And it's why we're now getting Modern/Presents type covers and titles...


TWO: Can you see that nice 100 YEARS label on the left hand side???? That's cos I'm out the VERY FIRST MONTH of Mills & Boon's Centenery year!!!!! Which is EVEN MORE EXCITING!!!

THREE: This is the FAIRY DUST book!!!! Which is dedicated to YOU my lovely BLOG READERS cos you helped liberally sprinkle the fairy dust onto this little piece of magic we all knew as Letting Loose. Yes - it's Alex and Merrow's story and the prequel to that guy Gabe's story!!!! (you even get a glimpse of Gabe pre-Ash so you can see the difference....) The book that with your encouragement got written from start to finish in THREE WEEKS FLAT!!! Do we remember that one??? Sigh.... happy days... happy, happy, long ago days...

Just in case you'd forgotten - here's MY PIC of Alex. The pic that inspired scenes hot enough to burn a gals eyes. Now... can anyone spot the difference???

Once I get a copy in my greedy little mitts I'll pop by and throw the back blurb your way - okay? CAN'T TELL YOU HOW EXCITED I AM ABOUT THIS BOOK!!!

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

Fulfilling A Fantasy or Two...


So I thought I'd swing by for a brief second to let you know where I currently have my characters in this book...

It's the first time I've ventured out of Ireland with a story and you'd think I'd have picked something simple for my first foray off home ground with my two Irish characters who meet on a plane. But oooohhhhh nooooo...
Me - try something simple???? Now I ask you - where is the angst in that one?! And for a while now I've been wondering if I hadn't bitten off a little more than I could chew by trying to take them round the world in 50k. But ya know something? I'm starting to have FUN with this one. Mind you - whether or not it *works* will be up to my lovely Editor in all too few days.

So we've been to New York, briefly travelled through the Canadian Rockies, have started to really get to know each other in San Francisco and with a passing mention of Hawaii we're off to here... in Fiji... at an, erm, honeymoon destination.

This is where I get to fulfil a fantasy or two while placing my characters in a situation where it's gonna be a tad difficult not to fall in love. I mean seriously - LOOK AT THIS PLACE!!! I sooooooo wanna go!!! Now all I have to do is make my reader feel the same way...

So have a good look at these pics. Add a deliously cheeky hero with a secret who despite his best efforts is falling for the heroine when he knows he'll have to let her go and a heroine whose dream trip of a lifetime is proving waaaayyyyyy more memorable than she could ever have wished for and - well - I have to say I'm a tad jealous.

Destination after this one? Ah now - that'd be telling, wouldn't it?

Saturday, October 20, 2007

New Cover & Assorted - erm - RESEARCH...


Oooooohhhhh NEW COVER NEW COVER NEW COVER!!!!

I swear - these just NEVER get boring. And I've been waiting on this one for what feels like AGES. Possibly something to do with the fact that I knew it was a Valentine's book - and also possibly cos I knew it heralded the start of a bit of a run of new covers for next year... ;) Cannot tell you how much I'm looking forward to the one for my first Modern Heat of 2008 too now!!! (It comes out a month before this one as it happens but seeing as this one is a Romance we get nice shiny Hardback copies first....)

I gotta say too - these Romance covers just keep gettin BETTER and BETTER. This guy is soooooooo like my hero casting it's SCARY. If you wanna see what I mean then you can visit the excerpt page for Her One And Only Valentine on my website and scroll down to the pic I used when writing... Meanwhile - here's the backblurb...

He's back - for the love he never should have let go...

When Kane Healey had to fight the hardest battle of his life, he decided to do it alone - learning the true meaning of
if you love someone you have to let them go
...

Young and afraid, Rhiannon discovered she was pregnant, and the man she needed by her side was her one and only. But Kane had gone. Unaware of the precious miracle he'd left behind...

Now they have one last chance to put the past behind them... As the Valentine's Day Ball approaches, will Kane get down on one knee and make his Valentine his bride?

Ooooh and if you're in need of some eye candy for the weekend then Fiona Lowe has a FAB post over at The Pink Heart Society today - of Doctors!!!! I tell ya - started my weekend off on the right note!

Ooooh ooohhhh and just to prove I'm not entirely out of touch with the real world - I know there are a couple of sporting activities this weekend that'll have most of the UK's bums on seats in front of their TV sets... Having gone to find some pics to illustrate my point I can kinda see why...

Let's take Jonny Wilkinson for starters. Can we - please????

Having found this first pic I kinda gotta say he looks a bit like Bond to me. Well, minus the tea cup and saucer possibly. But what really got my attention - not that I'm at all shallow you understand - is this second pics suitability for a Modern Heat potential hero at some point. OH-MY-OH-MY. Now I tell ya any author worth her salt should be able to come up with a story to go with a bare-chested Jonny Wilkinson! Gals? Gals??? Oh-all-right-then I'LL SEE WHAT I CAN DO...

Watch this space as the saying goes...

Oh and apparently he plays rugby TOO! He could just stand there really and I'd be fine with that. But I do get why Rugby is suddenly so popular in the UK this weekend. I do however doubt for a great many female fans that it's got much to do with the actual GAME.

And then there's Formula One. Which for the uninitiated is a VERY FAST CAR. Another sport I have to say I would never have sat down to watch for any great amount of time. Though I might have been the *highlights* gal if I'd heard it was any good. But it's another televised sport that has gotten much MUCH more popular from what I've heard. WHY one might ask - you know - for curiosity sake.

Welllll - one reason really.... and it's NOT the cars...

It's Lewis Hamilton. The Young. The Dynamic. The Phenomenon. The Enigma. The Wunderkind. Add the prefix of your choice to his name and call him what you like but he's put the ooompphhhh back into the sport.

And you can kinda see that it's not JUST his driving skills that are attracting attention...

HOWEVER. From a *casting* perspective I'm afraid he's still a tad young for moi. Mind you - give the lad a few years to mature a-la-good-wine and he's SO going onto my database. You just WATCH. I mean - just look at the potential there!!!

Actually I genuinely hope he does win the World-Whatever-It-Is, 'cos MY WORD what a way to end an INCREDIBLE YEAR and add to an qually INCREDIBLE STORY. I worry for him though. I mean, where exactly do you go from this???? He seems like a sensible lad tho - so hopefully we won't be reading in ten years time about how he's into something daft or has been married to twelve supermodels or some such.

I'll certainly be tuning into more sports in my fifteen minute breaks this weekend...

And if these two don't get my blog hits up then ALL HOPE IS LOST.

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

A Gal's Gotta Do...


Sometimes, when getting stuck in a book and having been trapped in the cave alone for what feels like forever with resistant characters it's important to *step AWAY from the keyboard* and spend time with a few like minded friends in need of a break from their work...

Here's a couple I spent time with last night...

Once you have all these new friends gathered together in the one place at the one time it seems only fair you supply them with a little entertainment... Now, let's see... there's a bit of a stage at one end - I guess that could be made use of...

Here it is all bright with pretty lights and stuff...

And once you have your few friends and a stage and pretty lights and stuff I s'pose you could add some music to it...

Now - if only there was a singer handy...

Oooohhhh look - there's one!!!!

And he brought some friends of his own...

And they can ALL sing. And DANCE. And - ooohhhh they're quite GOOD!!!

Hey - hang on a minute - I know the words to some of these songs.... I might have to sing along a little...

Uh-oh I'm singing quite loudly now...

Yup I know rather a lot of the words to these songs. And d'ya know something? I have a very vague memory of having seen these chaps somewhere before... a long long long time ago... and I vaguely recall them a tad young - me too mind you - and if my aged memory serves me right there were five of them then and not four...

Can't say I'm missing the fifth one much mind you...

Did I mention these jolly nice chaps brought some dancers with them??? And lots of musicians??? Oh and ONE HELLUVA STAGE SHOW???????

And it's not like they're content to just stay on the one stage either - they don't mind taking a bit of an adventure onto a second stage further down the room... where they have this circular stage thingie that splits up into rings that go round in different directions and one piece - that when dancers stand on it - lifts waaaayyyyyyy up into the air so the nice dancer ladies can throw confetti into the crowd while said ring tilts at a stomach churning angle making me fear not only for their four lives but the lives of the people who would be crushed to death if they hit the floor. Not that they'd be crushed by much more than the downward force mind you 'cos lemme tell ya - those girls are SLIM!!! I've decided to hate them for that...

And yes I know this pic is a tad blurry. But apparently by now I've decided that there's something wrong with my perfectly good SEAT and I simply MUST stand up so I can - erm - move a little while I sing at the top of my lungs in order to be heard by the nice chaps over the top of the other singers... (see top picture to give you an idea of how many are now singing...)

Oh dear - my foot seems to have acquired a sort of side to side twitching...

I must try and remember to have that checked out by the doctor but by now I'm too busy noticing my throat seems to hurt a little. Who IS that girl who looks like a famous Mills & Boon writer doing all that ridiculous screaming and yelling - I mean C'MON! Writer's simply don't behave in this uncouth manner - we are sensible, quiet, bookish types (who have sad lives, wait around to be rescued by a man called 'darling' and can barely read if my memory serves me - see early blog for details...)

This one is blurry too but by now the weird twitching is moving up to both hips. I'm turning into FIONA HARPER in DALLAS!!!! This is WORRYING.... Cos we Irish only do Riverdance doncha know...

Oooh the nice boys are going for a walk over the nice bridge to get back to the other stage. A lot of my new friends down below seem to be thoroughly pleased by this turn of events. In fact - they seem even more pleased than they were the first time it happened. I'd signal to my neices down there to find out if it's really that exciting but I've never been a fan of that Where's Wally? game...

Another blurry one of nice chaps walking across bridge to get back to main stage...

Oh and did I mention this was something like the 5th night in a row this many nice people like moi popped along to see these chaps??? And did I mention that their ENTIRE tour across Europe apparently sold out in 45 minutes???!!! Yuh-huh. And not that I would go check or anything but it seems if you want to go and see them in London or Birmingham or some place called Manchester where they supposedly do a larger arena type thingie then you now need to MORTGAGE YOUR HOME and SELL YOUR CHILDREN to get a ticket...

Which is a shame really cos all this moving hips, singing loudly and the sudden disease of waving arms above heads seems to be doing me some good...

I might actually be having (looks around and drops voice to a conspiratorial whisper) *fun*...!!!

I KNOW. And even though there should technically be a guilt factor attached to that 'cos I left the cave without permission I like to think that I took that blog post I made months ago about my Muse to heart and realized that the poor wee soul does occassionally NEED to leave the cave in order to come back with a fresh attitude towards &8**£/ characters and %$&&** plotlines and !£%$&$% wordcounts that aren't going up as fast as they need to no matter how much I attempt to block out the rest of the entire known universe I vaguely remember once living in...
But at least for one night I can stand up and say - My name is Trish Wylie and I do NOT abuse my muse ALL the time... ha!!!
In fact she thoroughly enjoyed the concert. If there is another so called *boy band* anywhere on the planet that can put on a show quite like this one then I'll even take her to that one too. But for five nights in a row these guys OWNED the Odyssey Arena. They brought light shows and dancing extravaganzas and singalongs that could probably be heard on the UK Mainland and they managed to entertain an audience that from the point of view of my party included folks from the age of *mumbilty mumble* to 17 to 8. And some of those teenagers in the middle are committed heavy metal fans who came away wanting to keep their ticket as a souvenir 'cos they enjoyed it so much and when could we go again??? (I didn't mention I MIGHT but I'd have to SELL THEM to afford the ticket) All in all it was one heck of a show. People with tickets - PREPARE THYSELVES FOR A TREAT.
And my muse even came away with a new song for this book... one I've got you a *live performance* clip of so you can see what it sounded like when I heard it with her...
Mind you - if you want an example of the kind of show they can put on I might need to direct you here... to a clip from last years comeback tour... Now THATS a SHOW.

Now I just need blogger to play up like hell when loading pictures so it eats up at least half of my day and puts me back in a bad mood...

JOB DONE!!!

Friday, October 12, 2007

Bit Of An Update

So. Thought I'd just pop in to let you know what I'm at. I'm writing. There.
Bye.

C'mon! You've all *met* me haven't you??? Am I likely to just leave it at that? Nope. So what I thought I'd do is show you some of the things I'm surrounded by as I write this book. 'Cos right now there is nothing else BUT this book. There can't be 'til I get it finished and it's as simple as that. That flipping Gabe one left me completely behind schedule and if I want to get this one in on time and not mess up my lovely editor's life then there simply CAN'T be anything else but this book - even while I fight off whatever the heck flipping virus it is I've picked up that has me needing to sleep for Ireland on a daily basis...

Ronan - so far - has remained a constant casting wise - barring the fact I've changed his eye colour... Have we broken the curse of Hugh? Well, we shall see - but so far so good. And he does kinda have me wishing I'd had him beside me on the plane to New York the way Kerry did. Hey - a gal can dream, right???
Kerry however - is recast. I wanted a heroine more like my Modern Heat heroines, one with shedloads of confidence and a - light - to her. So this is what Kerry now looks like in my mind and I think this pic is perfect. Doesn't she look bright and full of life and... well, doesn't she? I like her. And Ronan is kinda drawn to that light in her... again for reasons I can't reveal...
So far they have met on the plane, spent a day touring New York, *danced* underneath movement sensitive fountains in Battery Park, kissed in Times Square and now I'm about to tramp them off to Canada and back down into the States before I get to place them in gorgeous Fiji... Can't tell you how much I wanna be on this trip right now!!! Just have to be careful not to allow the story to be the 80 or 90k it would like to be given the opportunity...
Also due to time restraints am having to force self not to overthink everything in the first draft. I never used to you know. There was a wonderous time in my life when I just wrote the darned story and then went back in and layered in the extra stuff I needed... Sigh... Darned educating myself and expecting more disease!!! My biggest issue currently is that I worry they're too flipping NICE. Oooohhhh the conflicts are there, don't get me wrong but they can't be revealed YET. TELL-THE-STORY-TRISH. 'Cos I have about a week in my time to get them to here:

Meanwhile I'm not turning the internet on - I'm ignoring emails that aren't EMERGENCIES - I'm not visiting blogs...and I'm only leaving the house long enough to feed small ponies and get chocolate. Which would be GREAT for my writing if I could ever stop deleting stuff before I write more. TELL-THE-STORY-TRISH. Oh - and my house looks like I was burgled recently by thieves who stopped to make themselves coffee and have a bite to eat so there are no clean mugs or dishes left. (IF I was visiting Blogs - which I'm NOT - I could at this point direct you to India Grey's Blog for a further explanation of this. Suffice to say I am also a member of the Scrubbers Club and have been for three years now. Friends know EXACTLY when I'm working and when I'm not the minute they step through my door...)

Oh and this books theme tune is thanks to Donna Alward, who introduced me to RyanDan - the lyrics of this are perfect for Ronan's POV when it comes to Kerry... Poignant huh??? Plus it has that kind of *epic* sized feel to it I need for a round the world story and there are hints of the story only a few of you know about in the lyrics too aren't there??? Got you curious yet have I??? And btw THANKS GUYS for poppin in to see how I'm getting on! I LOVE YOU for that!!! Right - back to the grindstone I go...


Monday, October 8, 2007

Where I Am Today


Wanna know who this pensive gentleman is???
Well then you're gonna have to come visit me over at The Pink Heart Society... go on... shoo! Cos I'm limiting my blogging time at the minute til I get some actual writing done... I'm a VERY GOOD GIRL...

Tuesday, October 2, 2007

Houses and Taxes etc etc

Apparently I should be sharing a house with Fiona Harper... I'm okay with that actually...

Your home is a

Magnate's Hideout

Your kitchen is someplace you never go, because you "have people for that." There's a Chocolatessen, which is rapidly becoming your favorite room of the house. Having one is also becoming a trend among your wealthy neighbors. Your master bedroom has a bedside table with a pad for writing down late-night inspirations. Your study has every language reference book ever written, including now-useless titles like Learn Javascript 2.0! and C++ Programming for Windows 95. (Why are you keeping those?) One of your garages holds your collection of ferraris, and is measured in acreage.

Your home also includes a gallery of your favorite works -- the originals, of course. Your guests enjoy your home theater with 37 different sports channels. Outside is your hedge maze and gardens, meticulously tended by a team of world-class botanists.

And, you have a pet -- a cat named "Vincent".

Below is a snippet of the blueprints:


Build YOUR Dream House!

Mind you - there doesn't appear to be any space for horses - and I'm not sure if either Daisy or Max would be happy with being re-named Vincent...Hmmm...

Nice to have a blueprint while currently I'm searching around for a new place to live tho. It's getting to the stage in my life and writing career where I have to be a damn grown-up and look at things like Tax rates and the like - which means a probably long overdue move across the border where writer's are welcomed with open arms and a lovely 4% tax rate - we LIKE THAT RATE!!! But lemme tell you - the thought of moving lock, stock, barrel and animals all in the middle of deadlines gives me the shivers! But then if I wait til the new year when I have six books to do and want to do two conferences as well as my first workshop and library talks and... well... you can see the dilemma really, can't you? I've emailed off about a dream of a place I found today and if it's still empty shall take it as a sign (I'm all about the signs me) and go see it. Shall keep you posted - k???

And meanwhile I'm back to struggling my way through new book while I fight off an allergy and some kind of body wide *shut-down* as winter sets in - dammit. So I'll leave you with another cat - just 'cos...

Be prepared I say... You never know when you might meet a Mary Evans...