Rosy nails

It has begun. My trusted spouse, my first beta reader (always) is now, as I type, reading The Rose Trail. My nails are already looking a tad tatty. It\’ll get worse.
Every book I write, I become his slave. I\’ll do anything, yes anything, so he will carry on reading until he\’s done. I pace, I swear quite a bit too, I do all the chores, I am sweetness and light – my opposite of norm – and say yes in all the right places instead of offering a counter argument, whatever the discussion.
The Rose Trail is quite a departure from my other novels. Will it ring true?
Watch this space….

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