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Just lemme take care of all this other stuff first

Hi, I’m Amber Eve — author of smalltown romantic comedies, and my long-running blog, Forever Amber. If you’d like to know more about me, start here. If you’d like to hear more from me, meanwhile, hit the button below…

OK, folks, it looks like we’re doing this.

I have a title.

I have a cover.

I have a fancy, personalised notebook with the title on it in gold script.

I did have a pen which matched the colour of said notebook exactly, in a way that made me feel quite smug, really (especially considering it was pure coincidence, and I didn’t actually plan it that way), but it ran out of ink before I could write more than a few sentences with it, so now I have another one that only kind of matches the notebook, and that’s not as fun.

I have a 6,000 word outline, which only created a few arguments between me and Terry in its creation, and which I’m at least 78% happy with, other than that bit in the middle where, honestly, God knows what happens then. Like, I think there are goats? Maybe? And the ending’s a bit undecided too, tbh. OK, I’m 64% happy. Approximately.

I still have a weirdly swollen eyelid — a Frankenlid, if you will — which doesn’t actually have anything to do with the new book, but which did cause me quite a bit of embarrassment when I had to attend Max’s parent/teacher consultation¹ on Wednesday looking like I’d been punched while on my deathbed (I can’t wear eye makeup for obvious reasons right now, and I genuinely look like I’m dying without makeup, so…), so I wanted to mention it anyway. Prayers for Amber’s eyelid, please.²

Oh, and I have a really quite short timeline in which I have to write this thing, on account of it being a beach read (which there’s not much point releasing after summer), and us having the 2-week Easter holiday looming, during which I won’t be able to write.

So. That’s how I’ve spent my week, as well as editing a Scottish historical romance (And adding a casual 15K words to it in the process) for my client, wondering what the hell I’m going to wear to my cousin’s wedding next month, and discovering a really awesome little Turkish bakery in Glasgow which I completely neglected to take any photos of, so you’ll just have to take my word for it.

Current TBR.

Meanwhile, in unexpected news, I have a new post on my blog this week… This is a sponsored post, and it’s a long time since I’ve had one of those, so if you’re interested in fashion and you’d like to give it a read, you’ll find it here — any support at all, even if just in the form of a ‘like’ (there’s a little heart icon at the bottom of the post, next to the social share buttons) would be very much appreciated!

And now I should probably make a start on that book, huh?

Until next week, folks,

1. He got an excellent report; his teacher particularly praised his imagination and said he’d told her he gets it from his mum who’s a writer, so that made me feel a bit better.

2. It’s just blepharitis, which I get occasionally, so I’m not particularly worried about it other than in that I have a wedding to go to next month, and I’m low-key terrified that I’m going to have to turn up looking like a consumptive governess who’s been assaulted. I promise I’ll see the doctor if it doesn’t get better soon…