Guest Blogger Nadine Adrian Alice talks ‘books, broken hearts… & Cupcakes!’


Nadine Adrian Alice

Ever had a broken heart?

This month, Nadine Adrian Alice (currently in canada but soon to hit UK shores)  fills in for me by talking about a few things which helped heal her broken heart.  These include books… and cupcakes (wow, two of my favorite things!).  This is a real treat and a piece some (if not all of us) can relate to!

Take it away Nadine….

I started last year asking anyone and everyone this two part question: Have you ever had your heart broken; how did you get over it.  I was determined to get over he who I love loved.

In my search, I was running away from the truth that I still loved him.  What to do?  Well I listened intently to all those who said yes to the question.  Guys, girls, straight couples, same sex couples.  They all had experienced severe heartbreak.  And they all agreed getting over it was difficult and that I couldn’t escape the hurt and feelings. 

I thought not living in the same country as him would help so I moved away. Wrong.

I baked a ton of cupcakes.  And I can’t lie – this did help some.

I read a bunch of books to help me escape, including While You Were Dreaming, by the faboosh Ms. Jaye herself.  Oh how I wished I would wake up from this hurt and have my own Michael waiting for me.   I did learn one thing though – part of me was mourning an ‘imagined version’ of the relationship I had just exited. 

These imagined moments were hopeful moments I had conjured up in my mind.  For example – weekend getaways; waking up in his arms and snuggling Saturday mornings away, dancing to Bob Marley’s “I Don’t Want To Wait In Vain For Your Love” on a grey and drizzly Sunday afternoon.

I soon realized that I was mourning a lost HOPE, not necessarily the real lived experience of the relationship.  A big difference. This realization put my heartache into perspective.   So here I am mourning a hope unfulfilled.   But if hope is eternal – I can put my trust in the faith that Hope will bring love again.

The backstory of my heaviest heartache reads like the perfect chick flick.  We met in primary school aged 4, lived on the same council estate.  He was on the climbing frame.

Dialogue as follows:

Him:  Let me see your knickers

Me:  O.k.

Fast forward 29ish years later via an email from him:

Him – Nad’s I fancied you the whole of primary school

Me:  Shut up.  I totally crushed on Craig Geddes. (a.k.a. Not you).

Him:  Do you remember showing me your knickers?

Me:  Eh.  I’m not that kind of girl – my milkshake ain’t for the boys in the yard.

Him: I remember your cornrows and skinny arms

Me: skinny arms – sure you got the right girl.

Him:  I know I do… you’ve always been my Nad’s

And it was from here we both agreed we had found the ONE.  So how could it end with so much brokenness?

In my quest to get over him I read the book, “ It’s Called A Break Up Because It’s Broken”.  I was so proud of my proactive, getting over hurt self.  But by page 53 – I’d had enough of the book – it was reminding me of what I knew – I was hurting – and by focusing on the break up I was focusing on him and the sadness too much.   I wanted to free my mind of him and get over him. The only successful advice I carried out from the book was not to contact him for 60 days.   I called on the 61st however.

It is now a whole year later. Recently, I wrote the DO NOT SEND letter.  You know the one where you pour out your truth and heart to him and then burn it.  Unfortunately I sent it.

But – this letter turned out to be my breakthrough.  When I read that letter back to myself I learned that in trying so hard to get over him I have been lying to myself and this is preventing me from moving forward.  I am not over him. I still love him.  And this is okay to admit.  The relationship ending is not a failure on my part.  I was fortunate to experience love.  The hope I experienced during this relationship proves that I want good things for me.

Now I can say yes, I love him but it’s over.  This opens me up to love – and the hope that the gift of love will come again.

And when it does I will let you know. 

In the meantime here is the super yum recipe for my feel better cupcakes. 

Preheat oven to 350 degrees (gas mark 4)

1cup unsalted butter (not margarine)

1cup sugar (not quite filled to the top)

Mix butter and sugar together for 3 mins (no less) until fluffy and creamy

2 eggs – mix again for 30 sec

1 cup of self – raising flour – and a 1/ 4 cup more

Almost ½ cup of carnation milk (evaporated milk) and then add vanilla extract – enough to fill the ¼cup to the brim

Mix together on slow until all mixed in.


Pour into cupcake holders and bake in centre of oven for 12 mins – or until knife comes out of the cupcakes clean.


Cool and eat warm or add frosting.

Nad’s frosting                                                   

½ cup unsalted butter

Mix butter on high until creamy

Add 2 cups of icing sugar

Add ¼ cup carnation milk

Mix until well blended.

Add more icing sugar and vanilla extract until desired consistency and taste.

Add pink colouring – because pink is best.

Top with silver balls –  (because looks really pretty and will make you smile)

Enjoy with tea and Being Lara!









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It’s Been a While…



Hello All,

It’s been a while…

So what has happened in the last month or so?   

Well, those of you who didn’t know, my fourth published book, ‘Being Lara’ was released in America! So, the events and stuff that  followed (plus just being a bit worn out in general) may have prevented me from updating this Blog… So erm.. here’s a quick rundown of Lola’s World over the last few weeks…

My book at Atlanta airport!!

Book launch dinner

Blog tours                                                

My Book in a Target store Atlanta!!

Reading lots of reviews including one from the influential Publisher’s Weekly. Receiving a lovely review from ‘the industry’ is just as special as from a reader as it means your colleagues also respect what you have written.

And I finally bought a copy of Ebony magazine!  Opening it up to see my book right there inside of a publication I have admired for years- priceless.

The emails from readers have been so very touching and lovely. As I have said before, when I write a book, I’m sort of writing it for me… so to then have people read it (that always shocks me) AND to feel compelled to take the time out to write to me..? That just takes my breath away.

So thank you.


That was fun.

Most notably, were the stores Target and Barnes and Noble.   I also got to meet the author Eric Jerome Dickey whose review just happens to be on the same page as mine in Ebony magazine this month. It felt nice to hand him over a copy as he hadn’t yet seen it. And the  biggest shock of all? Seeing my book in Atlanta airport! I was on my way back to England and decided to browse the books and I SAW BEING LARA ON A TABLE JUST ABOVE SIDNEY SHELDON’S.

Deep breath, deep breath.

The lovely sales assistant took some photos of me ‘posing’ with my book and this was a fitting end to a rather lovely stay  in  sunny Atlanta.

So apologies for going back on my promise to update this Blog a little more regularly (but posting this today means I at least get one post in for April – tee hee).

The Guest Blogs will be coming back next month so stay tuned and if you haven’t got a copy of Being Lara yet… what are you waiting for?

“But we can’t buy it in England yet!” I hear some of you cry…


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Being Lara is released TODAY!!!!!!

Available wherever books are sold in the USA;

Yes, that’s ALL 50 States!!!

Being Lara is my 4th book and you know what? The excitement of release day/week/month never fades. This feeling NEVER get’s old. Those of you who have followed me from Day One on my unpublished author blog,will know the ‘struggles’  I went through to get that first publishing deal which started with By The Time You Read This… (that book was my first PUBLISHED book but by know means the first I’d written.)

It really gives me joy when I receive an email or a Twitter post from a newly published author saying; ‘I read your Blog and it gave me hope…’

What a joy.
Because authors like Lisa Jewell and Lolita Files gave me hope when I was unpublished.

Now, Lolita has written a quote for Being Lara and Lisa Jewell wrote one for By The Time You Read This…  


Has all this really happened?

Yes It has and I thank God, my agents, publishers, my family, readers everyone!!!!!!!!!!

Being Lara  is out TODAY. Available in all independent book stores,  Barnes and Noble, Target, Amazon…

UK readers: may be able to purchase a copy at The Book Depository  and of course, it’s also available as an e-book wherever e-books are sold.


Now, I’ve just finished a radio interview with the lovely Dr Alvin and I may have a celebratory cupcake… or two… after I change out of my dressing gown!!!!

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A review of Being Lara appears in EBONY MAGAZINE TODAY!!!!!

….. As this is a USA based magazine, it will take a few days for it appears in the UK – so I haven’t had a chance to look at the review.

I have known about this for a few months now and when I found out I literally screamed the place down.

Ebony is aspirational. A dream magazine. And I feel so blessed.

Needless to say; I can’t wait to see it!


The lovely, beautiful, talented  and much missed Whitney Houston is on the front cover.


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Being Lara is out NEXT WEEK…!

….. And to celebrate I’m giving away a few copies to anyone who writes the best poem,  posted here  in the comments section of my Blog.

Doesn’t have to be long. A few lines will do – whatever you like. BUT nothing X Rated, political or littered with swear words (as IF you would!).  Oh and the poem must include the following





Yes, they are a bit random, but should make for a fun read…

Happy Writing!!

Winner announced soon – so get them in NOW!



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March’s Guest Blogger is the Brilliant Author and Journalist Katy Regan!! (yes, I know it isn’t March yet!)

Make believe writer land….. 

The other evening – it was Halloween to be exact –  I was out at a bar, a  Halloween party no less,  with my friends. I am single and a mum – I don’t get out that often to places where actual, real, grown men might be, let alone where there may be the chance to indulge in a little harmless flirting.  I was all over it!

I approached a friendly looking guy (the most unthreatening looking man in the room – my usual tack) and we got chatting. Given that I was dressed as a witch, there were some basic things to get over first, like is that your own beauty spot and what colour is your actual skin? I am presuming it’s not green….

I asked him what he did – he was some sort of communications manager  which we chatted about – and he asked me and I told him I was a writer…

“Wow, what sort of writer?”

“I’m a journalist” I said “and I also write novels”

“Anything published?” he said, looking at me skeptically  – This is often the response I get when I tell people I am a writer and to be honest, it always confuses me. I mean of course, if you write, you ARE a writer even if you haven’t got anything published and we all know how hard it is to get there…but I just wouldn’t describe myself as such to a stranger, unless it was my job.

Anyway, he asked me what I’d written and I told him the titles of my two published novels and he said he’d look me up when he got home. There was a slight twinkle in his eye, as if to say, “course you did love…I don’t doubt you wrote them but they’re probably under your bed….” (I wanted to say no, those two aren’t but other false starts and a whole lot of hideously bad poetry, is..)

Anyway, low and behold a few weeks later and I got a message in my Facebook account from a man whose name I didn’t remember at first, and then it clicked- it was the man I had met in the bar!..

It went something like this: “We met at the Halloween party last week – you were dressed as a witch (typical that in a rare meeting with a real live man, I should be painted green….) and you told me you were a writer. To be honest it went in one ear and out the other (fair enough I’d had a few and was probably boring on, making no sense)   But anyway, I just wanted to tell you…..”

The message continued in the loveliest way telling me how he had been on a train, seen someone reading a book called The One Before the One and it had all clicked into place….

“I thought,  I recognize that title and then I thought, that’s her! That’s that girl I met at the bar!…” he said.

The subtext was, oh so she WAS telling the truth!

Why am I telling you this story? I suppose because even now, four years since getting a book deal, three since my first novel came out and one since my second, being a writer still sounds like a made up job to most people I tell…. It still sounds like a made up job to me!  I still don’t quite believe it’s true. I keep thinking I’m not really, I just seem to do a lot of typing and now and then, it’s weird, but people pay me for it. Amazing!

It’s a tough old job : VERY solitary for a start, scary (when there’s nobody around to bounce ideas off and when you don’t know if your book, that you’ve poured your heart and soul into is going sell), not terribly well paid and blummin’ hard! A mental and physical slog…Oh and it also sends you mad on occasions when you are on deadline and have run out of steam…          



 About Katy’s book ‘The One Before the One.’

Caroline’s life was meant to be sorted when she made the decision to end her engagement, 3 months before the big day. With her to-do list tasks getting crossed off and her career going great guns, Caroline is sure she’s now a fully functioning adult. So when her 17 year old half-sister Lexi, arrives unexpectedly at her door, it doesn’t quite fit with her image that she’s drunk and wearing her wedding dress!

Lexi has come to stay for the summer but their relationship is strained, as Lexi is the result of their father’s infidelity. An affair that led to the divorce that destroyed Caroline’s mother and ruined her own childhood. Needless to say, Caroline is in no hurry to confess her relationship with her married lover Toby.

As the summer wears on, Caroline has decisions to make, and a life to reconsider, but surely a 17 year old can’t teach her anything about how to live well?


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BEING LARA has just arrived in the post!!!

… (along with three front covers) from my publishers. Three copies and Three weeks until the release date. 

They look BEAUTIFUL.

I am so thrilled with the cover, front and back and the qoute at the top…. I love it all!!

Thank you, God.

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New Guest Blog Post from Expert Blogger & Self Published Debut Author Samantha March!!

Samantha March tells us what it’s like being a disciplined self published author and running a successful Blog! Take it away Sam (oh, how very Casablanca!!) 

A big reason why I started Chick Lit Plus was to help me write a book. Even though I had been interested in writing for years, 

I thought I needed a little advantage. Starting a book blog was not only a way for me to turn my hobby into something even bigger, but also a chance to really connect on a new level with readers and fellow writers. I’ve always said starting CLP was one of the best ideas I’ve ever had, and I still firmly stand by that.

With my blog, not only was I able to read more books, but I was able to really dig into my reviewing side, look at different styles of writing and examine character development and debate on certain topics. Has this made me a better writer? I like to think yes. I write one or two reviews a day, in addition to the “Plus” posts about beauty, health, fitness, fashion, and celebrities.  And I was able to find a support base––a group of wonderful readers and successful authors that encouraged me every step of the way to keep writing and never give up. My debut novel, Destined to Fail, probably would have never made it to the light if not for the constant encouragement and support I received along the way from the wonderful book community.

But now, Destined to Fail is here. And I suddenly had a harsh wake-up call: I had no time for myself. Not only do I run Chick Lit Plus––which means constantly reading, writing reviews, interviewing authors, hosting guest posts, and the “Plus” articles––but I also am a freelance editor and run CLP Blog Tours. (I coordinate virtual tours for authors looking to gain more publicity.) Among many reasons why I didn’t fully give my all to traditional publishing––I already have so many connections with fellow book bloggers and authors. I figured I would just coordinate a tour for myself, and voila! Marketing. What I didn’t realize when I hit ‘publish’ was that I barely had any free time left to be my own coordinator. Between CLP, CLP Blog Tours, editing, and my full-time job in a hospital, my hours were being sapped up faster than I could handle. How could I fit in time for Samantha March and Destined to Fail?

My solution was better time management. For me, this meant making and sticking to a schedule. I have pieces of each day carved into separate sections: I write in the mornings, I tackle all emails around 5:00, and I prepare my posts for the next day at nine at night. I have a daily, weekly, and monthly to-do list that outlines what needs done. My Outlook calendar is my best friend, and cheerfully color-coordinated. I have folders and binders and planners and a dry erase board that showcases my schedule on it. What I’m trying to say is that organization is vital, and time management is best friend. As I was writing this, I realized that it might sound a little crazy. But really, it isn’t bad, and it’s the only way I could get anything done! My schedule helps keep me on track, my to-do lists don’t let me forget anything, and my multitude of binders and folders help keep my office from looking like a paper factory exploded. Do I follow my schedule to a T? No. Of course things pop up that are unexpected, and I’m not going to pass up a nice date night with the BF because my schedule says I need to be in the office. I know how to work around these occurrences, make time for my writing, my blog, my services, myself, and my social life. It might be hard work, but what’s the fun if it isn’t? I’m so lucky that I have found something I love, am passionate about, and can make happen. It’s been a battle to finally find the balance between work and play, but now that I have, the ticking clock doesn’t sound quite as loud.                                



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