In the absence of SYTYCW news (yes, still waiting), here’s a picture of me being stupid.
A day or two ago, Joanne Coles suggested on Twitter that Maisey Yates needed bons bons and champagne and then she’d be a real romance writer. Following a discussion about stereotypes, Maisey instantly came back with this gorgeous pic of her as ‘The Romance Writer’.
And since imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, here is Jackie Ashenden lounging on her day bed while she drinks champagne and eats chocolate, her faithful lapdog by her side.
Note: She is not wearing a gauzy dress but a gauzy top is de rigeur. She also had gold shoes. Ignore the jeans, though they are more Riva aren’t they? Purists also may note that her glass is empty. That’s because she’s waiting for her buff and oiled manservant to pour her another. 🙂
So, tell me faithful blog readers, what do you wear while you’re writing? A gauzy, flowy dress? Chick-lit strappy sandals? Do you drink pink champagne and pet your toy poodle while you dictate to a minion? Or do you – heaven forfend – slop around in your pyjamas while you tap away?