A Chemical Romance.
I once met a Mills and Boon author at a Society of Authors meeting. She was a sweet self-effacing woman who specialised in the medical stories. Apparently she had had romances 'catching light' in every emergency vehicle she could think of - ambulances, hospitals, fire engines, helicopters...
And while I am on the topic here is a Mills and Boon I found whilst having a bit of a purge last weekend. I have to tell you it is pretty steamy little number - especially if you do the reaction on page 211.
Once Mills and Boon signed you up they kept you at it, she said, they kept demanding another (of regulation length) straight away as soon as you'd finished one, there was no letting up at all.
Ah that is beginning to sound quite attractive in view of the dire warnings I have been reading around the blogosphere today. I am beginning to feel quite depressed. I've heard it before of course; how trying to sell a third novel after poor sales for your first two is nigh on impossible.
Still it is important to travel hopefully otherwise there is no point in travelling at all. And anyway, I don't write for money, I write because I love to write and I keep finding plenty of things I still want to say.