Thursday, 17 December 2015

It's publication day for The Boy under the Mistletoe!

Publication day is always exciting (I should know, this is my fourth in the past three months!) but this is a particularly special one.  I've always loved Christmas and harboured secret dreams of having a festive book with my name on it long before I truly believed my writing would be published.

With the support of my wonderful editor Charlotte Ledger, The Boy under the Mistletoe is let off the reins today, just in time for Christmas.  I can't wait to hear what you all have to say about it, but I hope you love it as much as I do.  It's my favourite story in the Meet Cute series.  Writing about fairy lights, mistletoe and party nibbles was great fun, but it's Chelsea, the tired shop girl who's reluctant to go to her Gran's Christmas eve party that I loved most.  She's feisty and grumpy, but deep down she's a romantic too.  I'd love to write more about her one day!

Thank you so much to everyone that has supported me this year - family, friends, authors, Harper Collins, Tirgearr, Zimbell House publishing and not forgetting the readers and bloggers who've been so very kind to this new author on the block. You're all fantastic, and I wish you all a Christmas where your dreams come true, just as mine have.

And may 2016 be the best year yet!

Tuesday, 1 December 2015

Real-life Meet Cutes - author Debbie Johnson

For ten years, I worked - and I use the word 'worked' very loosely - as the pop page editor for my local newspaper, the Liverpool Echo. Bearing in mind the job involved free CDs (back in the days when people still used those...), free concert tickets, and interviewing some of the biggest names in showbiz, it wasn't exactly lacking in the fun department. In fact, I can't remember most of the 1990s - it's all a big, smiley-faced blur.
I always tried to get along to as many gigs by local bands as possible, and built up good relationships with them - and, as it turned out, one in particular. I went along to an acoustic night to see a friend's band appear, and the MC for the night was young (seven years younger than me in fact, which makes me borderline cougar), cute, and immensely talented. When he contacted me a few weeks later to see if I'd be interested in featuring him on the pop page, I was excited - for all kinds of reasons.
The 'interview' in question took place in a local bar, involved some questions about his singing, and a whole lot of flirting. It ended with him uttering the immortal words: ' you fancy a snog, then?' We still laugh about it now - it might not have been the smoothest line in the world, but it worked! The snog turned into a relationship, the relationship turned into a marriage, and the marriage resulted in two beautiful children to add to the one I already had.
As a single working mum, I'd never had much time for proper relationships - I'd pretty much given up and was happy with that. And then I met Dom - and everything changed. Pretty typically, I suppose, just as I'd decided there wasn't room in my life for any man other than my son, he arrived on the scene and turned everything upside down.
We've now been together for 13 years, and married for 11. It's not been perfect - we've definitely hit a few bumps along the road - but so far, so good. He still sings by night, and works as a librarian by day - what woman could resist??

Debbie Johnson's latest release is Never Kiss a Man in a Christmas Jumper, out now published by Harper Impulse.


How Am I Gonna Be An Optimist About This? (Or Why 'Boyband Indie' is NOT destroying Guitar Music)

This blog post is a response to Mark Beaumont's NME article entitled ' Mark, My Words : want to save guitar music? Kick out boyband...