Jay Blakeney was born on Juny 20, 1929. Her great-grandfather was a well-known writer on moral theology, so perhaps she inherited her writing gene from him. She was "talking stories" to herself long before she could read. When she was still at school, she sold her first short stories to a woman's magazine and she feels she was destined to write. Decided to became a writer, she started writing for newspapers and magazines.
At 21, Jay was a newspaper reporter with a career plan, but the man she was wildly in love with announced that he was off to the other side of the world. He thought they should either marry or say goodbye. She always believed that true love could last a lifetime, and she felt that wonderful men were much harder to find than good jobs, so she put her career on hold. What a wise decision it was! She felt that new young women seem less inclined to risk everything for love than her generation.
Together they traveled the world. If she hadn't spent part of her bridal year living on the edge of a jungle in Malaysia, she might never have become a romance writer. That isolated house, and the perils of the state of emergency that existed in the country at that time, gave her a background and plot ideally suited to a genre she had never read until she came across some romances in the library of a country club they sometimes visited. She can write about love with the even stronger conviction that comes from experience.
When they returned to Europe, Jay resumed her career as a journalist, writing her first romance in her spare time. She sold her first novel as Anne Weale to Mills and Boon in 1955 at the age of 24. At 30, with seven books published, she "retired" to have a baby and become a full-time writer. She raised a delightful son, David, who is as adventurous as his father. Her husband and son have even climbed in the Andes and the Himalayas, giving her lots of ideas for stories. When she retired from reporting, her fiction income -- a combination of amounts earned as a Mills & Boon author and writing for magazines such as Woman's Illustrated, which serialized the work of authors -- exceed 1,000 pounds a year.
She was a founding member of the The Romantic Novelists' Association. In 2002 she published her last novel, in total, she wrote 88 novels. She also wrote under the pseudonym Andrea Blake. She loved setting her novels in exotic parts of the world, but specially in The Caribbean and in her beloved Spain. Since 1989, Jay spent most of the winter months in a very small "pueblo" in the backwoods of Spain. During years, she visited some villages, and from each she have borrowed some feature - a fountain, a street, a plaza, a picturesque old house - to create some places like Valdecarrasca, that is wholly imaginary and yet typical of the part of rural Spain she knew best. She loved walking, reading, sketching, sewing (curtains and slipcovers) and doing needlepoint, gardening, entertaining friends, visiting art galleries and museums, writing letters, surfing the Net, traveling in search of exciting locations for future books, eating delicious food and drinking good wine, cataloguing her books.
She wrote a regular website review column for The Bookseller from 1998 to 2004, before starting her own blog Bookworm on the Net. At the time of her death, on October 24, 2007, she was working on her autobiography "88 Heroes... 1 Mr. Right".
Sounds like a staid, sedate story line. It is actually. The guy inherits a crumbling mansion. The girl lives there as the gardener's grand daughter. She loves the house, he thinks its a financial white elephant. They part ways with bitter resentment.
Years later, he has converted the house into an arts college. And the girl in the interior decoration business. She wins the contract to redo the mansion, but hero doesn't recall her past association. She hides the past till the end.
He has the hots for her this time, and pursues her quite openly. But even these sequences which are guaranteed to be juicy bits of every romance novel come across as luke warm in this story.
Finally, without much drama or a showdown, a tame admission of mutual love and the girl revealing her past. The girl's love for the guy is more driven by her attachment for the house. Remember, Elizabeth discovered her love for Darcy as soon as she set sight on Pemberley House ! So that's a pragmatic girl for you , I don't blame her at all !
The most admirable part of the book is the girl recollecting her past love affairs without guilt or bitterness. Not all failed love affairs are because the OW / OM is a scheming bitch or a philandering rogue. Some times things just don't work out. That's what she deduces and quite rightly so. A rather modern and liberal outlook in an old world book. She even talks about these guys with the hero !
Ludovic , that's the guy's name ! Now that name is a mouthful. And a rather unromantic one, no offense to its origins. But I found the name yawn-worthy !
Olivia Hartley was a career girl with her sights set firmly on the future. She certainly wasn't going to let the proud - and devastatingly attractive - Ludovic Webb deter her from completing one of the most important and prestigious interior decorating projects her firm had ever attempted. Thankfully he didn't recognise her as the awkward, angry nineteen year-old she had been ... or did he? Olivia began to wish that she'd never gone back .