In a previous life, before the time of Plum, I wrote twelve short romance novels. Red-hot screwball comedies, each and every one of them. Nine of these stories were originally published by the Loveswept line between the years 1988 and 1992. All immediately went out of print and could be found only at used bookstores and yard sales.
I'm excited to tell you that those nine stories are now being re-released by HarperCollins. Back to the Bedroom is presented here in almost original form. I've done only minor editing to correct some embarrassing bloopers missed the first time around.
I lived in northern Virginia when I wrote Back to the Bedroom. My children were young, and we spent a lot of time visiting the Washington, D.C. museums and wandering through the historic neighborhoods. One day while strolling Capitol Hill I came upon two townhouses that captured my imagination. The houses were totally different -- a birthday cake of a house and a bran muffin of a house, and yet they shared a common wall. I wondered about the people who lived inside the houses. And eventually thehouses inspired Back to the Bedroom.
Back to the Bedroom is the story of a young woman with the soul of a birthday cake living in a bran muffin house -- and a nice-looking guy with the substance of a bran muffin living in a birthday cake. They share some misadventures, some romantic moments, some misunderstandings, and ultimately they turn into wedding cake.
And for Plum fans, you'll be interested to find that this was the first of the four romances to feature Elsie Hawkins, the prototype for Grandma Mazur.
1 Reader Reviews
an enjoyable read
Back To The Bedroom is a pre-Plum novel by popular American author, Janet Evanovich. It is the first book in the Elsie Hawkins series, on whom, Evanovich says, Grandma Mazur was modelled. Dave Dodd has been watching his busy, energetic neighbour come and go for a while: always in a hurry, keeping erratic hours, wearing a long black coat and lugging a large, oddly shaped metal case on wheels. When something really big falls from the sky and crashes through her roof, he jumps to the rescue.
Katie Finn doesn’t have time to deal with the hole in her roof, her broken bed and the ruined (brand new!!) feather quilt: she has a matinee to play in, she needs to get to the Kennedy Centre with her cello now! She has no choice but to leave Dave in charge. By the time she returns, in the pouring rain, Dave is on the roof trying to cover the hole. A slight mishap later, he’s lying on his back, winded, on her ruined bed. Katie straddles him to check he’s not a corpse, and he’s smitten.
Elsie Hawkins, an elderly ex-resident of a care facility, turns up to rent Katie’s spare room, and Dave continues to make himself useful to Katie, hoping she’ll soon realise she’s in love with him too. And she soon is, but there’s a problem: Dave seems to be unemployed, and there’s no way she could even consider a serious relationship with someone whose work ethic is so vastly different from her own. Funny and a little bit sexy, this is an enjoyable read.