What
I Do When I’m Not Writing by Lucy Felthouse
First, I want to thank Amber for having me
here. It’s so nice to be visiting.
My life pretty much revolves around books,
one way or the other. My full-time job is made up of several elements –
writing, reading, editing, PR & Marketing and web design. Because of this,
I think it’s really important that I have a hobby that has nothing to do with
books. One of those hobbies is knitting.
Knitting is a pretty new thing for me. I do
to do it as a kid with my nan, but stopped doing it as I got older. But last
year I decided I wanted to learn again, so my mother-in-law taught me and I
quickly got hooked! Now I’ve knitted toys, wrist warmers, cowls, phone cases,
Kindle cases and more. Because of this, I thought it’d be cool to do something
a little different and share a knitting pattern. So here’s the pattern for a
Kindle Fire 7 inch. Enjoy!
Case
for Kindle Fire (7inch)
This pattern has two colours.
Needles 3.75mm.
Cast on
35 stitches.
- Single
rib for ten rows, starting with knit. (K1, P1 etc)
- Starting
with a knit row, stocking stitch for 114 rows, alternating colours as
often as you like.
- Single
rib for ten more rows in same colour used at the start.
- Cast off
in single rib.
- Stitch up
sides using mattress stitch.
Blurb:
Alice Brown has just landed her dream job.
Property manager at Davenport Manor, a British stately home. It’s only a
nine-month contract to cover maternity leave, but it’s the boost up the career
ladder she so desperately needs.
Unfortunately, things don’t get off to the
best start, when Alice finds her boss, Jeremy Davenport, in a compromising
position. Far from being embarrassed by what’s happened, Jeremy turns things
around on Alice and makes her out to be the one in the wrong. So when he and his
best friend and head of security, Ethan Hayes, then throw an ultimatum at her,
she’s so stunned and confused that she goes along with their indecent proposal.
When the dust settles and Alice has time to
think about things, though, she realises that perhaps it isn’t such a bad
thing. There are worse things she could be doing to advance her career, after
all.
Excerpt:
Alice took a deep breath, in through her
nose and out through her mouth. Repeated the process once more. Then, realising
she could sit there all day doing it and not feel any calmer, she forced
herself to step out of the car and close and lock the door.
She bent to peer into the wing mirror of
the vehicle and checked her hair and make-up. Satisfied, she straightened, then
turned on her heel and walked quickly across the driveway to the great house
before her nerve failed her.
Davenport Manor was currently open for
visitors, so she walked in through the front door and was met by a smiling
elderly lady.
‘Can I help you?’ the woman asked kindly.
‘Yes, please.’ Alice twisted her hands
together nervously. ‘I’m here to see Mr Davenport. I’m here for an interview
for the property manager’s role.’
‘Yes, of course,’ the woman replied,
‘that’s today, isn’t it? Follow me; I’ll take you to Mr Davenport’s office. But
just hang on one second.’
She ducked through the doorway into the
next room and spoke with her colleague. Alice guessed she was letting her
co-worker know she’d be gone for a few minutes. A few seconds later, she was
back. ‘OK, follow me, Miss …’
‘Brown,’ Alice said, then fell in behind
the other woman as she led her to Mr Davenport’s office, and the interview that
could change her life for ever. It was hardly surprising that she was shaking
like a leaf.
Alice quickly felt lost as their journey
took several twists and turns along dim corridors – their blinds drawn to
protect paintings, tapestries, and furniture from the sunlight – and up a
flight of stairs. She had a few seconds to worry about finding her way if she
was lucky enough to get the job, then, suddenly, her guide stopped outside a
door and turned around.
‘Here you go, Miss Brown. Mr Davenport’s
office. Good luck with your interview.’
Alice smiled and thanked the elderly woman,
then smoothed down her skirt, which also conveniently helped wipe the nervous
sweat off her hands. She stood up straight, gave herself a mental pep talk
about being more than qualified for the role, and knocked on the door.
‘Enter.’
Alice knew that voice could only belong to
Jeremy Davenport. The posh accent, and the fact he’d said “enter” instead of
“come in”, screamed money and an upper-class upbringing. Alice was suddenly
nervous of her broad Midlands accent and lowly background, despite the fact
she’d worked her backside off to get into a decent university in order to gain
a Bachelor of Arts degree and then a Master’s degree. No matter what she
sounded like, or what her past was, she had all the skills necessary to do the
job she was about to be interviewed for.
Suddenly, she realised that she’d left
rather a long pause before opening the door, and she turned the handle before
the occupants of the room thought they were about to interview some kind of
simpleton who couldn’t follow a simple instruction.
Fixing a polite – but hopefully not inane –
smile onto her face, Alice stepped into Jeremy Davenport’s office. Her first
thought – which certainly did nothing to help her nerves – was good God, he’s
hot.
Jeremy sat behind a desk, with a heavily
pregnant woman sitting beside it. Alice barely noticed the woman. All she saw
was him. A man with cropped dark brown hair, hazel/green eyes, a jawline you
could cut bread with, and lips that looked capable of doing incredibly wicked,
sexual things to a woman. Or a man. Alice had no idea what his sexuality was,
but she found herself hoping he liked women.
She chastised herself. Even if he did like
women, he wouldn’t go for someone like her. A Plain Jane, with mousy brown
shoulder-length hair, blue eyes, average height and above average weight. Alice
had always known she’d never be a supermodel, so she’d worked extra hard
academically, and here she was. About to be interviewed for her dream job.
Lucy Felthouse is a very busy woman! She
writes erotica and erotic romance in a variety of subgenres and pairings, and
has over 100 publications to her name, with many more in the pipeline. These
include several editions of Best Bondage Erotica, Best Women's Erotica 2013 and
Best Erotic Romance 2014. Another string to her bow is editing, and she has
edited and co-edited a number of anthologies, and also edits for a small
publishing house. She owns Erotica For
All, and is book editor for Cliterati.
Find out more at http://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk.
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