And that’s how it all started
I was going to tell you about Portugal and about ‘The Sleeping Madonna’, the super romantic novel I wrote, wasn’t I? I wasn’t?
Well, I am and YOU MAY COMMENT.
Blogging without even one bloomin’ comment and a large number of readers … bloomin’ frustrating. To say the least
Romantic and rather sensual, maybe even very sensual, ‘steamy’ says one reviewer and he should know.
What happened is that two poet friends challenged me to write a sensual poem (why not erotic?). Never challenge me with something like that, because I will show you I can do it … and I did. It’s called, ‘Later’ and will be included in my anthology of poems, ‘Touches of Mood’ to be published before long.
Okay, so I wrote a sexy poem and showed them. Ha! But … the two darlings then came back and told me that a poem was easy, but a novel? And that’s how it all started.
‘Auntie’ was born, then changed names and became ‘Tri Angle’, and I finally settled on ‘The Sleeping Madonna’. Super romantic, sensual, fun and sometimes sad and moving. A romance without a hitch. Why no hitch? Because I am a rebel and didn’t feel like following the set pattern. No hitch, just Life taking its course … but differently.
What does Portugal have to do with this? Everything, because the book is set in Portugal; in the magnificent Douro region, home of the vineyards that grow the grapes from which Portugal’s world famous Port wine is made.
Yes, but why Portugal? Because I have been and always will be in love with Portugal, even though I live in France. Perfectly clear, isn’t it?
So, that’s what this Blog will be about … a ‘Sleeping Madonna’ to begin with, because later … och, later I’ll tell you about other novels. When you’re seventy-three, you don’t have that much time left, so you’d better get written down what’s in your head and in your soul.
Now, don’t you dare tell me I don’t tell you anything!!
