Hello - I'm Sheryl…
…and it's terribly difficult typing this with a Snoops on my lap. Snoops – a teensy Jack Russell, standing no taller than eleven inches from toe to sticky-up ears – was brought to the rescue centre by the police. His “owner” had apparently decided to play football with him, unfortunately using Snoops as the ball. Snoops is vulnerable, feisty and now, sadly, blind. He thinks I’m gorgeous. I think I’m in love.
To business: I am thrilled to announce my sexilicious rom com style cookbook ~ Recipes For Disaster ~ had a wonderful reception in its first week on the market: over 5,000 Kindle copies sold! Without wishing to blow my own trumpet, I have to say I am rather proud of my-little-self. Here’s a snippet from Safkhet Publishing’s Press release, which might give you an idea why: “Kim, the editor who received Sheryl’s submission, loved her writing style and asked if she would like to write a romantic comedy cookbook. Having just the recipe names to work with, Sheryl gave it a go and managed to convince everybody else on the Safkhet team that a new imprint was needed. An imprint for Sheryl’s books and more just like it”.
Safkhet then promptly signed me for three more books! Somebody to Love and Warrant for Love and A Little Bit of Madness are available now! I also have a further three-book contract!
Needless to say, I am over the moon, particularly given the current difficult publishing climate. Safkhet, a truly caring publishing company, are an absolute pleasure to work with and I can’t thank them enough. I’ve popped a link to their website below. Please do stop by if you’d like to learn more about them.
Here’s little teaser from Somebody to Love. I really hope you will enjoy reading this book as much as I did writing it!
Oh, Lord. He’d been crying.
Donna searched his face. She had no clue what to say to him. Why he was so upset. Why he hadn’t mentioned he had a special son. Except…
‘Why didn’t you tell me, Mark?’ she asked again, because she had to. ‘Was it because you didn’t think I’d be in your life long enough for you to warrant mentioning him?’
‘What!?’ Mark looked at her, visibly shocked. ‘No. I…’ He swallowed again. ‘I have to go,’ he said, dropping his gaze. ‘Can I call you, Donna? Will you please let me talk to you?’
He glanced back at her, hopefully.
Donna hesitated, then nodded. He might well have a harem on his landing. She wouldn’t be surprised if some voluptuous female popped out of the boot of his patrol car, complete with toothbrush and tassels, but… Her shoulders were broad. She had ears. She could listen if he needed to talk.
If you would like to find out more about Recipes for Disaster and my upcoming releases, please feel free to browse my Books page. For more information about Safkhet Publishing and updates on my own recent activities, please see my News Page.
Wherever you are, whatever you do, I hope life treats you kindly!