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Join the New York Times bestselling author on a journey to the sun-washed hills of Tuscany. Another sexy, wonderful, contemporary love story with all the heart, wisdom, and wit that have made Susan Elizabeth Phillips the gold standard for women's fiction.
She's Dr. Isabel Favor, America's diva of self-help.
He's Ren Gage, Hollywood's favorite villain.
Sometimes you just know that God has a sense of humor.
Dr. Isabel Favor, author of Four Cornerstones for a Favorable Life, has sacrificed everything to build her self-help empire. Then, in a matter of weeks, it all comes crashing down. She loses her money to an unscrupulous accountant, her fiancé to a frumpy older woman, and her reputation to headlines denouncing her as a fraud. America's diva of self-help soon discovers she can fix everyone's life but her own. Broke, heartsick, and soul-weary, she heads for Italy in search of a little breathing room.
Lorenzo Gage makes his living killing people... on the silver screen, that is. He's viciously handsome and sublimely talented. But as he begins his vacation in Italy, he's also vaguely dissatisfied. Being a villain with a face to die for has its rewards, but he hates the feeling that everything he's neglected in life is catching up with him. Then he spots Isabel sipping a glass of wine in a sidewalk café. A good guy wouldn't think of seducing such a tidy-looking woman... but he'd never seen the fun in playing the hero.
It doesn't take long for Isabel to realize she's escaped one kind of chaos only to be plunged into another. Even the shelter of a simple stone farmhouse nestled in a Tuscan olive grove can't provide her with the refuge she needs—not when the townspeople are scheming to drive her away, and her plan to restore her reputation has come up empty. And especially not when the man who deceived her refuses to leave her in peace.
Breathing Room is a book for any woman who's dreamed of wandering through a vineyard, of lazing under the Tuscan sky, or of reforming a deliciously wicked man. This is a story of hope and renewal, of love and redemption when it's needed the most. Sometimes it takes a special place... a special love... a little breathing room... for life to deliver all its glorious promise.read more
I MET MY HUSBAND on a blind date. He was in college at the time, studying engineering. I blush to confess that, as an arty ex-theater major, I wasn't exactly sure what engineering was. To this day, he reminds me that I asked him if it had anything to do with "fixing toasters." (Okay, I wasn't too bright, but I had a good heart.) I GOT PREGNANT the usual way. Bill and I had been married for two years and wanted to start a family. He was out of town on business the night I went into labor with our first son, but he made it back in time to witness the birth. He was also at my side when our second son was born. Today, our boys are in their twenties and, next to their father, the loves of my life. I STARTED TO WRITE completely by accident. I taught high school until our oldest son was born, then quit to stay home. In 1976 my husband's job took us from Ohio to central New Jersey. My best friend Claire lived two doors down the street. Both of us were big readers, reading everything from literary fiction to the newly popular historical romance novels. We loved talking about the books—what we liked, what we didn't. One day, just for fun, we decided to try to write a book together. For three weeks, as we rode our bikes in the evening, with my toddler in the baby seat behind me, we plotted our story. Then we sat down with a yellow pad and began to write. FOUR HOURS LATER we'd come up with exactly three sentences. We had no idea how to write a book together, but we were getting a good idea how not to do it. Over the course of the next few months, we worked out a system. We'd get together to plot a scene, frequently role-playing dialogue. Claire would take copious notes, carry them to her typewriter, and come up with a rough draft, which she'd give to me. Sometimes I'd just change a sentence here or there. Other times, I'd throw out all of her hard work and start over again. Somehow our friendship survived. IDIOTS' LUCK With only half the manuscript completed, we got the phone number of an editor at Dell Publishing. Sweating bullets, we called her. She was a very nice woman; she asked us some questions about our book, and then agreed to see it, even though it wasn't finished. Unfortunately, she also wanted to see a synopsis. Synopsis? We barely knew what was going to happen in the next chapter, let alone at the end of the book. Knees trembling, we ran to the typewriter and came up with something, then spent the next few weeks typing a fresh copy of our manuscript to mail off. THREE WEEKS LATER the telephone rang. It was the editor. "I'm calling from Dell Publishing. We've read your manuscript. We like it. And Dell is prepared to make you an offer." JUST LIKE THAT…WE'RE PUBLISHED! I never tell this story at writers' luncheons for fear I'll have to duck flying French rolls thrown by an angry audience. It sounds so easy, but the market was red-hot then, and publishers were hungry for books. Unfortunately, it's not so easy now. It took us another year to finish the book, which was published in 1983 as The Copeland Bride, under the pseudonym Justine Cole. (I wanted to use Chastity Savage, but Claire wouldn't let me.) The book is now out of print, which is probably a good thing because it's not at all politically correct and I'd get deluged with angry letters if it were ever reissued. Still, I'm incredibly proud of it. Considering the fact that neither Claire nor I had ever written so much as a short story, we did a pretty good job, despite a couple of rapes here and there. ABANDONED AND PREGNANT (Actually, I wasn't pregnant, but I want to keep your attention in case you're getting bored.) Claire hadn't been bitten as deeply by the writing bug as I had. Her husband was transferred to the Southwest, and her dream of going to law school came true. She is now leading an exciting life as an extremely successful assistant U.S. attorney for one of our border states. I, on the other hand, had to learn how to write a book by myself. SCARED TO DEATH I plunged into another historical romance, which was eventually published as Risen Glory and has since been reissued by Avon Books as Just Imagine. This was my first book written as Susan Elizabeth Phillips, and, yes, that's my real name. Writing alone wasn't nearly as much fun as writing with a friend, but I had all these stories tumbling over each other in my head, and I didn't seem to have a choice. I went on to write Glitter Baby, my first women's fiction contemporary novel. Wow! The book had huge international sales and received a lot of attention in this country. I finally had a real career going. RESETTLED in the Chicago area, I begin writing what I think of now as my "big books," Fancy Pants, Hot Shot, and Honey Moon. I loved these books. A bit more mainstream than what I'm writing now, each one took me at least two years to complete. All were published by Pocket Books and are still in print. As I wrote these books, I discovered my contemporary "voice." Unfortunately, although the books were doing well in the international market, it was taking me so long to write them that American readers didn't know who I was. I had to speed up! Luckily, I was finally developing enough self-confidence in my own abilities to relax a little. NORA ROBERTS SAYS, "I can fix a bad page, but I can't fix a blank one." I found the courage to fill my screen with bad pages on those days when my mind was mush, then trust myself to fix them later. A FOOTBALL PLAYER COMES CALLING —in my mind, at least. For a long time I'd been wanting to write about a woman who knows nothing about sports and inherits a professional football team. My first romantic comedy, It Had to Be You, was the result. This book carried me to my new publisher, Avon, and reenergized my career. A GOOD FAIRY WAVES HER MAGIC WAND Her name is Carrie Feron, and she's the Editorial Director at Avon Books. Thanks to her magic, It Had to Be You; Heaven, Texas; and Kiss an Angel were published within eighteen months of each other. Readers finally knew who I was, and, just when I thought things couldn't get any better, Nobody's Baby But Mine was released. I was signing books at a wonderful store in St. Louis when I got that news that, not only had it landed on the USA Today Top 50 bestseller list, but it was number fifteen! When Dream a Little Dream made the New York Times bestseller list, I was home by myself, which might have been a good thing because no one could hear what a fool I made of myself when I screamed. IF I'M SUCH A BIG STAR, WHY AM I STILL WASHING DISHES? Short answer—because they're there! (And nobody else is rushing to do them.) As the boys have left home, I've fallen in love with gardening—planning my garden in the winter and trying to execute those plans in the summer. I'm also an art museum junkie, so if I'm scheduled to come to your city on a book tour, you can bet I'll do my best to squeeze in a few hours at your local art museum. But I'm most happy when I'm wearing a pair of hiking boots and walking a trail somewhere in the world with family or girlfriends. With both sons married to wonderful women, family continues to be at the center of my life. I'll turn off my computer in a second to meet one of our sons for lunch or go off with my husband to romp with our two beautiful grandbabies. I love to travel, but can't let it interfere too much with my writing schedule. A dream trip with Bill walking through Tuscany inspired Breathing Room. I've also taken wonderful "Ladies Only" trips with my darling sister: Bermuda, Northern California, Santa Fe, Paris, London and most recently The Netherlands. In 2005 I hiked segments of the Coast-to-Coast walk across Northern England. Later, I walked through some of the most beautiful hills and villages of the Dordogne Valley in southwestern France, and in August 2007, I took my most challenging hike in Canada's magnificent Banff and Yoho National Parks. Wherever I go, I bring books with me. I love romance and "women's fiction/relationship books" and am a big reader of the genre. MCSTEAMY'S GORGEOUS EYES have nothing to do with this last paragraph, but if you're still with me, I want you to know that I do my best to keep my website (susanelizabethphillips.com) fresh. I'm also active on the Message Board. (If you see a post from SEP, you know that's me!) Be sure to sign up for my monthly contest and my newsletter, so I can let you know when my next book will be on the shelves. Now go hug somebody special!read more
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