“You realize, of course, that there will be hell to pay …Įmma heard voices before she opened her eyes.Īlex stood in front of the Blydon mansion staring at the…įor one blessed second, Emma thought she was hallucinating.Įmma breathed a sigh of relief as soon as she… I hope that Splendid brings you as much joy as it did me. I loved every minute that I spent writing this book. Splendid is, perhaps, not as polished as what I publish today, but there is something very special interwoven in the words-a sense of joy and exuberance that I think one can only find in debut novels. All I had to work with was a sheer love of storytelling and a determination to one day see my words printed on the pages of a book that would actually be purchased by someone other than my mother. I even stopped reading! All I could do was sit in front of my computer and bang at the keys until Emma and Alex and all of their meddling relatives came to life, and, of course, fell in love. I stopped going to the movies and watching TV.
What if an American came to London, and what if she met a duke? And what would happen if he thought she was a servant? What would happen when he discovered her true identity? Would he be angry? (Well, yeah, of course he would, but he’d kiss her anyway, wouldn’t he?)
I found myself daydreaming as my subway train shuttled back and forth between Cambridge and Boston. It was the summer after I’d graduated college I’d already read everything by my favorite romance authors and was craving more. I remember well when I began Splendid, my debut novel. The title ought to be Splendid in the Grass. Who let me drag her to all those bookstores.Īnd for Paul, even though he insisted that
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