Sneak Peek Sunday: my work in progress
In my last post about characters , I mentioned 'Desperate Measures', my work in progress which is a sequel to my first novella, ' Desperate Bid '. In it, the heroine finds herself alone in the hero's office, indulging in an irresistible moment of nosiness. This is that moment... Miles' desk was tidy, so tidy that Michelle could have wondered if he ever worked, to sully it, if she had not already known the answer. He worked harder than anyone she had ever known. His desk was indeed, as a tidy desk is said to be, the sign of an ordered mind. There was just one letter, lying dead centre. It was handwritten, in a looping old-fashioned hand, and although Michelle did not intend to read it, she found she'd become absorbed by the first sentence. "There is no easy way to say this." There never was. Nowadays, you didn't write, not in pen, if there was an easier way to say it. "Your father has been diagnosed with cancer. They sa...