A lovely interview here with me by Fran!! - Salt Lake City Examiner
http://www.examiner.com/x-5288-Salt-Lake-City-Romance-Novels-Examiner~y2009m5d21-Welcome-Romance-Lovers-Today-I-am-interviewing-British-Romance-author-Barbar-Elsborg?#comments
And another great one here with Bobby at Bookwenches review site
http://www.bookwenches.com/interviews.htm
Thanks guys!!!!
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Friday, May 8, 2009
Power of Love - out 20th May from Ellora's Cave
Sometimes love lasts a lifetime. Sometimes love reaches beyond death.
Joe is a lost soul.
When Detective Joe Dalziel is killed in the line of duty, the result of a blunder by his girlfriend, Poppy, he ends up stuck between worlds, not quite in heaven, not quite in hell. Joe wakes with gray wings and a mission. He thinks he has to save Poppy from herself and persuade her to let him go. But can Joe move on, or will he destroy himself clinging to the one thing he couldn’t hold onto in life? Love.
Poppy is a soul lost.
She’s lost her heart, her sanity and the only man she ever loved. Six months have passed since Joe died but Poppy can’t say goodbye. Tormented by guilt over his death, Joe is still part of her life. Everywhere she looks, he’s there—talking to her, touching her, sharing ice cream and showers. Not really there, only if you want something enough, can love make it happen?
Sometimes love lasts forever.
Joe is a lost soul.
When Detective Joe Dalziel is killed in the line of duty, the result of a blunder by his girlfriend, Poppy, he ends up stuck between worlds, not quite in heaven, not quite in hell. Joe wakes with gray wings and a mission. He thinks he has to save Poppy from herself and persuade her to let him go. But can Joe move on, or will he destroy himself clinging to the one thing he couldn’t hold onto in life? Love.
Poppy is a soul lost.
She’s lost her heart, her sanity and the only man she ever loved. Six months have passed since Joe died but Poppy can’t say goodbye. Tormented by guilt over his death, Joe is still part of her life. Everywhere she looks, he’s there—talking to her, touching her, sharing ice cream and showers. Not really there, only if you want something enough, can love make it happen?
Sometimes love lasts forever.
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
A real blog
Finally I have a website to promote my wonderful self I can actually use this blog to actually - er - blog. I've been waiting to do this for ages and of course now I have no idea what to say. Maybe my thoughts about attending the Romantic Times conference in Orlando would be a good start.
First paperback, first conference and a long way from the UK but such a thrill. I met so many great people - readers, writers, booksellers, agents, editors and male models. oops - forget I said the latter but Jeremy - you had lovely eyes, a sweet nature and I voted for you.Sorry you didn't win.
All my writing life, I've dreamed of seeing a book in print with my name on the cover. One of the reasons I publish erotica under my real name. That dream came true this year. I sat in the room with hundreds of famous authors and sold all my alloted number of books, had my photo taken by a fan and finally - after two hours - burst into tears when it finally sank in that a dream had come true. Not everyone is so lucky I know and I'm humbled by the experience. I'm going to have to find another dream now.
First paperback, first conference and a long way from the UK but such a thrill. I met so many great people - readers, writers, booksellers, agents, editors and male models. oops - forget I said the latter but Jeremy - you had lovely eyes, a sweet nature and I voted for you.Sorry you didn't win.
All my writing life, I've dreamed of seeing a book in print with my name on the cover. One of the reasons I publish erotica under my real name. That dream came true this year. I sat in the room with hundreds of famous authors and sold all my alloted number of books, had my photo taken by a fan and finally - after two hours - burst into tears when it finally sank in that a dream had come true. Not everyone is so lucky I know and I'm humbled by the experience. I'm going to have to find another dream now.
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