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I’d do anything for love

Ever wondered what he wouldn’t do? What would you do for love? Or wouldn’t?



So my new novel starts in Uganda which is a country that is very close to my heart. Winston Churchill called it the Pearl of Africa while Idi Amin made it a synonym for dictatorship. For the protagonist of my story, however, the country offers her the possibility to find herself as well as inner peace. Together with her friends and journalist colleagues, she can finally look forward to her future.

When they all win an award for a cover story about Uganda, one should think they are all happy about the prize but Natalie is not so sure about the consequences…


The first chapter of my new novel is set in the gardens of Ekitobeero, one of my favourite restaurants in Kampala in reality. The food there is fresh and healthy and I can’t wait to go there again. So only naturally, my protagonist Natalie… also loves it there – and she would enjoy her last meal at Ekitobeero if she didn’t have those worries on her mind….

Long time…



Admittedly, I have been lazy lately when it comes to writing but with a good reason and it is not writers’ block. The ideas were floating and I am working on my next novel set in the 90s but the reason for my silence is that I got married and everybody who has organised a wedding before knows that even if you want to keep it minimalistic, it never stays that way and suddenly you can’t think about anything else than invitations, order of service, tealight holders matching to the right colour of napkins apart from the normal craziness of getting all guests as well as the bridal and groom party under one roof! So yes, after all the planning, cake eating and champagne drinking (and the small detail of saying I do), my brain is now back to normal and ready to get creative…

The morning after…

The doorbell continued to torture his sore head with another attack of shrill noises. A groaning next to him made him suddenly aware that he was not the only one in his bed, and a hand with long, sharp fingernails pushed its fingers into the flesh of his bicep. The sharp pain was stronger than the throbbing in his head, and it made him finally open his eyes. Through a thick mist of tiredness, he recognised a naked peroxide blonde, beautifully draped on his black satin bed sheets. The fact that her breasts served as additional pillows confirmed that it was not only her hair colour that wasn’t natural. It was useless to search his brain for a memory that didn’t exist, so he didn’t even try to remember the blonde one’s name or where he had met her after he had left the club alone. He had probably picked her up on the street, where she was either throwing up in the gutter or trying to get a mini cab, a mission impossible in the West End on a Saturday night—an experience he had discovered himself last night after leaving Maggie Dawes and her date behind in the club.

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Tonight, however, was not like any other night. Maggie Dawes didn’t watch Kevin Drake enjoying himself, because she had hardly noticed him at all. Tonight had started completelyvdifferent than any other night. To begin with, she hadn’t arranged to meet Kevin Drake in the firstvplace. This was highly unusual for her. Even though the fact of Kevin Drake not having phoned her himself had given her heart a twinge, she had not given in, but had made her own arrangements. Finally, when Kevin Drake had called in the eleventh hour, she had just coolly told him that she had a date and would therefore not pick him up from home as usual.

Maggie Dawes had realised that this must have been quite a shock for Kevin Drake even tough she could only tell from the initial silence and finally his trembling voice. Kevin Drake was not the type of guy who was easily lost for words, but at long last she had managed to get a reaction from him. It had given her a tiny thrill of sensation as well as satisfaction.

Excerpt – The Worst Feeling Ever

Maggie Dawes had been his best friend for years now. She was the kind of woman who would always be there whenever he needed her. Regardless of whether he was suffering from a bout of the flu or from an unwelcome hangover, he could be 100% sure she would be at his flat no more than an hour later with either a welcome bowl of warm chicken soup or a couple aspirin, or, if he was extremely lucky, both. She would also be there for him when he needed somebody to decorate his flat with a nice feminine touch before one of his latest conquests came round for the first time, and she would happily assist him with sending out one million flyers for his latest business idea. Above all, however, she would be an enormous boost for his ego, as he could always be certain that in her eyes, at least, he would always be the sharpest, wittiest, and comeliest man on Planet Earth. Or at least so he thought. But tonight’s events alone had proved this theory to be wholly incorrect, as Maggie Dawes had brought somebody else along with her instead. Somebody she had previously referred to as being her ’date’. That had puzzled him deeply. Why did she have to have a ‘date’? Wasn’t he good enough ‘date’ material anymore?

Kevin Drake was, alas, that kind of person who would always put himself first, swiftly followed by a little more of himself, perhaps throwing in some blonde or brunette or redhead, a further dash of his own stunning reflection, and then, maybe, only maybe (and only if he’d either had a very good or very bad day) would he then notice anybody else. And he would also, invariably, notice that he himself was often the centre of attention. Mostly by the countless women who would all too easily hang onto his lips, eyes, and hips like ripe cherries on a tree. And although Maggie Dawes was not one of them, he’d become accustomed to the fact that she was always there for him – to both admire and adore him, and, most of all, for him to always rely upon.

But tonight Maggie Dawes had not come alone, and therefore it was no longer her, but him, who was currently standing next to the bar alone and watching from a distance.

Excerpt – The Worst Feeling Ever

Usually, it would
be her watching them from a distance, holding a drink in her hands – which would probably be
her only decent conversation partner for the entire evening – and admiring both him and the
blonde whilst simultaneously focusing on the depressing fact that they both seemed to be
enjoying themselves immensely on the dance floor, and weren’t wasting a single nano-second
thinking about how she must feel about having been left on her own once again.
But nothing was that simple today. And for a man like Kevin Drake, who was used to the
whole world, plus the sun and the stars, revolving around him, this was difficult to swallow.
Suddenly, it was no longer him who was the centre of attention, but this other guy she’d brought
along with her tonight.


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