Hilary Boyd, Best Selling Romance Author
Hilary Boyd is a bestselling author of romance novels. Aged 62, she opened her computer one day to find her love story, Thursdays in the Park, catapulted to the top of the Amazon bestseller charts – where it stayed for 6 weeks…
Hilary Boyd, Penguin Books
A summer she will remember forever. Because he won’t let her forget . . .
Escape to the sun-drenched shores of Lake Como in the irresistible and gripping new novel from the million-copy bestselling author of Thursdays in the Park, The Anniversary and The Lie
Connie McCabe longs for the summer where she spends the days leading tours across Europe.
But it’s on the glamorous shores of Lake Como where she is truly swept away, when Jared, a much younger man, falls for her.
‘Hilary Boyd nails family dynamics and misplaced loyalties with pin-sharp precision in an impressively well-written tale’ Daily Express
‘I was ripping through this book . . . addictive’ Evening Standard
“Boyd rebuffs any comparison with Fifty Shades of Grey. She insists her second novel, Tangled Lives, which came out in August, has very little sex. But she is just finishing her third, Straight to the Heart, about a middle-aged nurse…”
About Hilary Boyd
I’d been writing novels for years – all rejected by the publishers – until I reached 60. Which was a total shock. Me… A Senior Citizen? Surely it was too late now to be a published novelist. The breakthrough moment came in the park with my gorgeous grandchild…”
Q&A With Hilary Boyd
Q&A With Hilary Boyd "Talking about myself in print is something I’d never done, until I became a published novelist. It was scary. What should I tell, how much, how personal? Would anyone really care what went on in my life – be gripped, for example, that I like...
My gripping life
I thought I might update you on my currently scintillating life, folks. It’s been a long time since I blogged, mainly because I didn’t feel I had anything interesting to say.
General Incompetence: Series 2
Modelling’, now there’s a word to conjure with. Call me old-fashioned, but didn’t it used to mean beautiful people sashaying up and down a catwalk, or small toddlers mashing plasticine into what is supposed to be a cat or a frog? But those days are long gone.
Stand in line please
Us Brits pride ourselves in being the best queuers in the world, don’t we? We know the drill. We form an orderly line when required, politely declaring, ‘Please, you were first’.
Getting older (note, older, not old, pls) is a royal pain. Although better than the alternative, perhaps. Much of it is a confidence thing. Some a physical thing. Or a memory thing.
To sleep… no chance to dream
My trusty little alarm clock sits idle. Gone are the days when our schedule frequently required us to be up and doing, catching trains or going places. Even getting up a bit earlier for a much-needed appointment to fix something – hair, muscles, eyes, car – seems a bit extreme..
Where have all the toilets gone… long time passing…
We went on a recce at the weekend, for locations for my next book. The wind was howling and the rain tipping down.