Look what Lesley Draper – a journalist on the Sheffield Telegraph - tweeted about my book last night:
Yay! I am so chuffed!
It would be great to see you.
This is what’s on the back cover….
“At sixty you’re a dust bunny of society.”
But don’t let the b******s hoover you up. Stand up and fight!
On the eve of her sixtieth birthday, Sally Howe is hit by a double whammy – not only has her long-haul marriage ended, but her agent can’t find a publisher for her latest book, so it looks as if her writing career is also on the rocks. Although her best friend Wendy is scouring singles websites, and her brother Richard is obsessing over the Cupid Column, Sally is determined to avoid the dating inferno, resolving instead to stay single and to self-publish. But going it alone gets complicated when she tangles with irascible printer (hot-as-Daniel Craig) Kit Wyatt, a man with six Christmas trees and a fetish for Helvetica Neue Ultra Light. Wry and intelligent, Plotting for Grown-ups offers insights into what happens when you hit sixty and find yourself out in the world without a parachute.
The story is set in the Derbyshire Peak District.