Well, my footy team lost (badly), but I had a lovely weekend of sloth and I'm happily set for a new week. I'm forcing myself to leave alone my Australian djinni novella. I need some distance from it before a final revision. Fortunately, that leaves me space to think about a story I've been dying to write.
Doesn't the very mention of Damascus conjure images of romantic travel and trade? I'm setting the next novella in Syria. Cali is the djinni at the heart of the story, a beautiful, wilful, vengeful fury. For Andrew, the guardian angel who falls in love with her life is not going to be easy. The tough soldier will have to rediscover tenderness if he's to lead her into trust and love.
I'm so excited to start their story this week.