It's peculiar being out of the UK on publication day. Today's the day What Would Mary Berry Do? hits the bookshops (and the book sites) but I'm in Italy, sitting by a pool and staring down yet another gelato. This book is a favourite of mine. My editor's brief was also a challenge: she wanted a story about a happy family that wasn't boring. Is it rude to laugh at your own jokes? If so, I was rude all the time while writing WWMBD? I hope Readers enjoy - spreading a little happiness and causing a few tea-coming-out-of-your-nose guffaws are its only ambitions.
Publication days are odd. Flowers arrive from your publisher. Tweets chirrup good wishes. Your husband has to be reminded about it. The dog has no idea. I may pop a cork later but for now I'll simply enjoy my soft boiled egg and remind the world at large that Why Do We Have to Live with Men? by Bernadette Strachan hits the shops and the internet today. It attempts to answer the question that half-sozzled women ask each other in wine bars every night of the week. (Clue: it's to do with love ...) read more
My latest novel bursts forth today. It's called How to Lose a Husband and Gain a Life but no, it's not a manual, it's a romantic comedy. It's light and it's frothy but it has heart and if it doesn't make you laugh I haven't done my job properly. read more
Sometimes things happen to writers.