... but it seems Jude has gone offline - oooooh, hoping everything is going ok in baby-delivery-land. Can't wait for the news!
So, I've been busy, eating lots of chocolate, lots and lots of chocolate. Then some chips and then more chocolate. Tellya, revisions do nothing for my 'diet'. Still, they do make me feel better about my book - can only hope my Ed agrees. You know, I live in permament fear of my Ed going on holiday. I'm terror-struck every time I send her an email - I hit the old send/receive a few times for minutes after in case I get one pinging back saying she's away the day - or worse, even longer.
Editors aren't allowed to take holidays.
Anyway, let's forget about Zach again for a while and go back to Rhys. I'm desperate to get Rhys out of my head now because you know what? BROCK has landed. And Brock has landed with quite a lot of style. Yep, once Rhys is out there then Brock wants his woman - and I can tell you, what the man wants, the man gets. (He just doesn't realise that the one he wants is going to turn around and bite him on the butt - hard).
I love it when a character appears, boots and all, shouting around the town.
She's not going to make it easy for him though. Ah yes, she's going to make him suffer (rightly so I might add).
Trouble is, I have no idea what her name is. And I have no idea where in the world they are.
Plenty of time for that to come tho - because I have to get Rhys out of that cold store first...