Hello, Sunshines, I am delighted to be today’s stop on the blog tour; Colouring Outside the Lines by Amanda Paull. I am super excited to be sharing this book with you all, plus I have an exclusive author guest post – which is pretty darn great!!!

Firstly, A big thank you to Rachel at Rachels random Resources for the invite to this tour.

About the Book

Colouring Outside The Lines by Amanda Paull.

Genre: Women’s Fiction, Contemporary, Rom Com Romance

Meet Katie: she’s about to marry the most wonderful man in the world. The planning is done, the checklist is checked. The future is set.

Having spent her twenties and thirties enjoying life with good friends, and building a career she loves, it’s taken Katie until her forties to contemplate settling down. And she couldn’t be more delighted she waited.

So, why is her perfect groom standing gawping at her, wearing mismatched socks and sweating buckets? This can’t bode well.

With her special day in tatters, Katie has a decision to make. Does she snatch back the reigns of her old life, and tighten her grip even more? Or should she take a chance on change? Will she find the key to happiness at a Pilates class in a smelly old hall? Or is the curve ball heading her way too huge to handle?

If you like British humour and a flawed protagonist on an emotional journey, you’ll enjoy reading Amanda Paull’s latest novel, Colouring Outside the Lines – a heart-warming tale of shattered dreams, self-discovery and finding true love where you least expect it.

Purchase Links

Amazon: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0988WTQJ4

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/58560469-colouring-outside-the-lines

Guest Post

Thank you so much for hosting me on your Chicks, Rogues and Scandals blog. As I write this post, my new novel, Colouring Outside The Lines, is about to be published and I thought I’d share my experience of writing during a pandemic.

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Writing During a Pandemic by Amanda Paull.

2020 was to be my best year ever. After months of careful planning, my early retirement was approaching. No more five-thirty get ups, rush hour traffic or stressful, soul-destroying shifts. In the future, mornings would consist of a leisurely breakfast, Body Balance at the gym and an unhurried writing session on my i-pad over coffee in the gym café. Then, after a lovely lunch with the girls, I’d tootle home to write some more, and then prepare a hot meal for my husband’s return from work. Well, okay, perhaps the cooking was pushing it a little, but at least he’d no longer have a worn-out wife to come home to.

And then the pandemic put a spoke in my wonderful wheel. I would like to make it clear that, though I write with a light touch, I take COVID-19 very seriously. And, as an nurse, I know only too well the devastation that infections like this one can cause. I refer only to my own experience of writing during the pandemic. Had my skin not broken down with excessive use of alcohol hand gel, I would have carried on working part time as a vaccinator after I retired, but they don’t let you once your hands have cuts on them.

Anyway, back to my lovely new life…

To ensure I didn’t become one of those authors who leave their day jobs, sit down to write all day, and become obese, develop diabetes, high blood pressure and a bad back, I signed up for the Northumberland Mighty Hike walking marathon in aid of MacMillan Cancer Care. As I plotted my novel, I decided it would be a great idea for my main character, Katie to do the Mighty Hike, too. There’s nothing like a good challenge to exacerbate an already testing time, which Katie was certainly in the midst of. My own hike would provide the perfect opportunity to gather information to ensure I gave Katie a life-like experience.

Then they closed the gyms, stopped us going outside for more than an hour each day and postponed the Mighty Hike until September. Keeping up with the training plan looked doubtful. And what about Katie? She had a nap in a sand dune at lunch time. How would I know if there were any sand dunes? And then they postponed it again until July 2021, which panicked me because Colouring Outside the Lines was originally due to be published in May.

Being confined to the house to write no longer felt like such a great prospect. I longed for the days when I could chat to my work colleagues and then snatch ten minutes to scribble down a few sentences. It’s amazing how little you end up writing when you have a long, lonely day stretching ahead of you.

But then, having driven all our relatives mad with nursey lectures about infection control, my husband and I caught COVID-19. One of my husband’s colleagues refused to leave work when he had a ‘head cold’. I’ve changed his name, but let’s just say that in our house, this period is now referred to as the time we caught ‘Colin’s COVID’ – spat out in much the same tone as the one Donald Trump used whenever he controversially referred to COVID and China in the same sentence.

Thankfully, neither of us were really poorly.

With my husband now working in a tiny room upstairs – we couldn’t trust other people not to kill us with their careless attitudes – our small house seemed to shrink. Post-COVID tiredness slowed down my writing even more. Would I ever finish writing this light-hearted story, intended to entertain others, but which now filled me with dread? Before I knew it, I’d put on weight, my blood pressure was up, and my back hurt from typing on the sofa all day.

Where did my lovely new life go?

But this story has a happy ending. We ploughed on and I’m proud to say that Katie, my husband and I all completed the Mighty Hike, which finally took place last weekend. What an amazing feeling it was to cross that finish line in the grounds of the magnificent Bamburgh Castle with my husband. There were no sand dunes at lunch time, but Katie did manage a nap beneath the shade of a tree.

My retirement might not have turned out to be the one I dreamed of, but given the state of the world at the moment, I consider myself extremely fortunate and think it’s actually turned out even better than planned. 😊

Thank you so much for hosting me on your Chicks, Rogues and Scandals blog. As I write this post, my new novel, Colouring Outside The Lines, is about to be published and I thought I’d share my experience of writing during a pandemic.

2020 was to be my best year ever. After months of careful planning, my early retirement was approaching. No more five-thirty get ups, rush hour traffic or stressful, soul-destroying shifts. In the future, mornings would consist of a leisurely breakfast, Body Balance at the gym and an unhurried writing session on my i-pad over coffee in the gym café. Then, after a lovely lunch with the girls, I’d tootle home to write some more, and then prepare a hot meal for my husband’s return from work. Well, okay, perhaps the cooking was pushing it a little, but at least he’d no longer have a worn-out wife to come home to.

And then the pandemic put a spoke in my wonderful wheel. I would like to make it clear that, though I write with a light touch, I take COVID-19 very seriously. And, as an nurse, I know only too well the devastation that infections like this one can cause. I refer only to my own experience of writing during the pandemic. Had my skin not broken down with excessive use of alcohol hand gel, I would have carried on working part time as a vaccinator after I retired, but they don’t let you once your hands have cuts on them.

Anyway, back to my lovely new life…

To ensure I didn’t become one of those authors who leave their day jobs, sit down to write all day, and become obese, develop diabetes, high blood pressure and a bad back, I signed up for the Northumberland Mighty Hike walking marathon in aid of MacMillan Cancer Care. As I plotted my novel, I decided it would be a great idea for my main character, Katie to do the Mighty Hike, too. There’s nothing like a good challenge to exacerbate an already testing time, which Katie was certainly in the midst of. My own hike would provide the perfect opportunity to gather information to ensure I gave Katie a life-like experience.

Picture Copyright: Author, Amanda Paull

Then they closed the gyms, stopped us going outside for more than an hour each day and postponed the Mighty Hike until September. Keeping up with the training plan looked doubtful. And what about Katie? She had a nap in a sand dune at lunch time. How would I know if there were any sand dunes? And then they postponed it again until July 2021, which panicked me because Colouring Outside the Lines was originally due to be published in May.

Being confined to the house to write no longer felt like such a great prospect. I longed for the days when I could chat to my work colleagues and then snatch ten minutes to scribble down a few sentences. It’s amazing how little you end up writing when you have a long, lonely day stretching ahead of you.

But then, having driven all our relatives mad with nursey lectures about infection control, my husband and I caught COVID-19. One of my husband’s colleagues refused to leave work when he had a ‘head cold’. I’ve changed his name, but let’s just say that in our house, this period is now referred to as the time we caught ‘Colin’s COVID’ – spat out in much the same tone as the one Donald Trump used whenever he controversially referred to COVID and China in the same sentence.

Thankfully, neither of us were really poorly.

With my husband now working in a tiny room upstairs – we couldn’t trust other people not to kill us with their careless attitudes – our small house seemed to shrink. Post-COVID tiredness slowed down my writing even more. Would I ever finish writing this light-hearted story, intended to entertain others, but which now filled me with dread? Before I knew it, I’d put on weight, my blood pressure was up, and my back hurt from typing on the sofa all day.

Where did my lovely new life go?

But this story has a happy ending. We ploughed on and I’m proud to say that Katie, my husband and I all completed the Mighty Hike, which finally took place last weekend. What an amazing feeling it was to cross that finish line in the grounds of the magnificent Bamburgh Castle with my husband. There were no sand dunes at lunch time, but Katie did manage a nap beneath the shade of a tree.

My retirement might not have turned out to be the one I dreamed of, but given the state of the world at the moment, I consider myself extremely fortunate and think it’s actually turned out even better than planned. 😊

About the Author

Amanda Paull grew up in the North East of England and couldn’t wait to move away. However, after studying and then living both in England and abroad, she returned to the North East and wouldn’t dream of living anywhere else now.

​After a short career in teaching, she retrained as a nurse. She recently retired from her post as a Sleep Nurse Specialist and now spends her time writing Women’s Fiction novels and Romantic Comedy short stories.

Social Media Links

Website: https://www.amandapaull.co.uk

Twitter: https://twitter.com/Apaullfiction

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Apaullfiction/


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