Quiet blossoming

Not just the daffodils and the pink froth on the cherry trees on the path up to school. Feel like there's a bit of a seasonal change going on in my head too as the last book gradually fades away and the characters from the new one burst into life. (Oh knickers-- that makes it sound like I have some bizarre personality disorder, doesn't it?) Anyway, bursting into life they are, while I potter about in peaceful domesticity attempting to bring order to the chaos and squalor left over from The Deadline Weeks. I'm very, very excited about getting stuck into this book, so I don't hold out much hope for the chaos and squalor being entirely obliterated.

Here's my new hero...

In real life Gabriel Aubry is Mr Halle Berry, but in my (murky, mixed-up) world he's the bad-boy prince of Santarosa and something of a handful. Eeeek.