Alix Conroy's journalistic talents were unquestioned, so when her boss, Carl Danning, gave her difficult assignments, she usually welcomed the challenge. This time he went too far with his demands. He made it clear that he wanted the gorgeous Alix his wife, to bear his children and be a good little social hostess. Alix laughed in his face. There was no way she was going to cooperate to make that assignment successful!
Margaret Way was born and educated in the river city of Brisbane, Australia. Before her marriage she was a well-known pianist, teacher, vocal coach and accompanist, but her hectic musical career came to a halt when her son was born and the demands of motherhood dictated a change of pace.
On a fortuitous impulse she decided to try her hand at romance writing and was thrilled when Mills & Boon accepted her first effort, Time of the Jacaranda, which they published less than a year later in 1970; a feat that brought tears to her father's eyes. Some seventy odd books have followed resulting in a loyal readership whose letters provide a source of support and encouragement. A driving force in all her writing has been the promotion of her much loved country, Australia. She delights in bringing it alive for her readers; its people, way of life, environment, flora and fauna. Her efforts so far have not excited official recognition, but she expects one day she will be awarded the "Order of Australia."
Her interests remain with the arts. She still plays the piano seriously, but her "top Cs" have gone. She is still addicted to collecting antiques and paintings and browsing through galleries. She now lives within sight and sound of beautiful Moreton Bay and its islands, inspiration for some of her books. Her house is full of books, spectacular plants, Chinese screens and pots. She is devoted to her garden and spends much time "directing the design and digging and providing cold drinks and chocolates."
Started off as a conventional office romance and I was quite excited to see the sparks fly between the magazine's editor-in-chief hero and his intrepid star reporter heroine.Then, the story went on a complete tangent with another couple, a concert pianist and his opera diva ex-wife, whose romance completely overshadowed the relationship between the protagonists.
The ending left me totally underwhelmed. The hero drives the heroine to her former family home, an iconic architectural feat designed by her late father, and that was lost after the death of the heroine's parents. He bought it for her because he loves her, wants to marry and found a family with her, and he believes that she doesn't love him but the restoration of her home, plus the financial stability he can provide for her teenage brother, will be enough of an incentive to overcome her misgivings. But she does in fact love him, even though she has been fighting it fiercely. As she is about to tell him so, one of many OWs in his life suddenly shows up and kisses the hero on the mouth. But it was all business you see? She was simply thanking him for getting her a lucrative interior design job.
That was such a vile note to sound at the conclusion of the book and in the middle of a love epiphany. It made the ensuing ILYs just really icky, especially as they kiss while he probably has the other woman's lipstick still on his lips. Yuck!
All of the Margaret Way touches are there: masterful hero, neurotic heroine, tragic family backstories, impenetrable diaglogue. All but the outback setting.
This is an office romance set at a magazine where hero is the new editor and heroine is an intrepid reporter. All of those scenes were delightful.
Then MW took a turn with the parallel story of a concert pianist and his opera-singer ex-wife. Their jealousies, obsession and passion seemed to be the template for the H/h to break free from the office and make silly speeches about breaking hearts.
This straightforward romance between between two very compatible people was littered with OMs and OWs and "what ifs."
This one clicked with me, and how! I loved it. The h was sweet but took zero shit from anybody, she's also funny and caring and hard working - an ice queen with a warm center. Meanwhile the H is my favorite kind of hero, 'the bulldozer'. He fell in love the moment he saw her, and is aggressively determined to make her his wife. Loooove it.
Decent bitch OW, some weird B story about a pianist and an opera singer I could have done without, and a weirdly abrupt ending, but all in all I was seriously loving it. Also my first MW book that isn't set on a sheep/cattle station!
Alix was much too smart for this job Alix Conroy's journalistic talents were unquestioned, so when her boss, Carl Danning, gave her difficult assignments, she usually welcomed the challenge.
This is time he went too far with his demands. He made it clear that he wanted the gorgeous Alix for his wife, to bear his children and be a good little social hostess.
Alix laughed in his face. There was no way she was going to cooperate to make that assignment successful!