The real life of a romance writer

Being a novelist, it’s a mad whirl of glittering launch parties and research trips to far-flung places. Okay, I’m lying. I’ve been writing fiction for at least 15 years now and I can tell you what it mostly involves is sitting alone in a room, moving only your fingers, as you try to translate the ideas in your head into words and get them down on the page.

There is hour upon hour, day upon day of it. Sometimes it goes well, but not always. No one else can help much and you’re plagued with self-doubt. My latest novel, is my 11th but I still embark on each new project filled with fears that I’m not good enough and won’t be able to