In Celebration of Mothers
Posted in general post with tags David Cassidy, Frank Sinatra, Katherine Garbera, Mother's Day, Sammy Davis Jnr on May 11, 2008 by maxinesullivan1She’s wonder woman. She’s special. She’s the first person we fall in love with. And in celebration of Mother’s Day this Sunday, here’s what the Diamonds Down Under authors think about their mums:
Bronwyn: My mother is a pretty amazing woman, although she rolls her eyes whenever we remind her of how amazing she is. She does not accept compliments easily, although she should. She receives so very many of them. From my mum I learned to be a practical, capable, organised person…and that 99.9% is not good enough. From her I learned about style, colour, and what goes with what. She would have made an amazing stylist. Or interior designer. She turned 80 last year and this year she is building a new house. (Yes, I know!) I only hope I have half her energy and go-get-em attitude when I am her age.
Maxine: Mothers are remarkable people. They give not only of themselves but in the legacy they leave the world through their children. On a personal level my mother’s greatest gift to me is a sense of independence. I was taught to stand on my own two feet, to keeping going through thick and thin, to give but not at the expense of myself. On a creative level, my mother’s legacy to me is a love of romance books. With these stories I found they called to something inside me – the handsome hero, the gorgeous heroine, and the journey they take, all wrapped up in a happy ending. Would I have found them without my mother’s influence? Probably. But I’d hate to think what I would have missed out on if I hadn’t. Thanks Mum for everything!
Jan: I must confess to a kind of love-hate relationship with my mum for a lot of years, but we got much closer – in spirit if not distance - as we aged. Her passing changed me in ways I couldn’t imagine and remains the hardest thing I’ve had to cope with in my life. Shortly before she died, a rainbow came in the window of the hospital room, and now, whenever I see one, I say it’s Mum come to say hello. It helps replace some of life’s colour that went with her when she died. I can hear her voice now: “If you think, my girl, that David Cassidy will be around in twenty years, like Frank Sinatra, I’ll eat my hat.” Got news for you, Ma, he is! And to quote ole Blue Eyes himself: “You better keep smiling, Smokey (Sammy Davis Jnr) so we can see where you are.”
Paula: She probably doesn’t know this, but my mum was universally liked by all my friends when I was a teenager :) A great honor indeed! I’m pretty sure I put her through her own personal hell during those years… a place I’m positive my own son will force me to visit in 10 years’ time! But with age comes wisdom and as I’ve gotten older I realize the wonderful gift she bestowed. She’s been there through the joys and the absolute lows, strong steady support when it’s needed the most. She’s a true Taurean, stubborn, bullheaded and convinced that she’s right (even when there’s proof she isn’t!) She also adores her family and will do anything for them, even the washing up and ironing - Beatrix Potter’s Mrs Tiggy-winkle is a character synonymous with my mum :D
Yvonne: For me, a mother is the one person you can always turn to no matter what you’ve done and know, that even while she might not be particularly pleased with you, she still loves you no matter what. A mother is the person who unstintingly stands by your side as you struggle and learn and grow as a human being, without interfering with your choices, but occasionally gently guiding you away from what could be a terrible mistake. A mother is never unkind or judgemental. A mother is that special person that you can phone for a ‘how to’ hint in the kitchen to make the difference in making a ho-hum meal or a spectacular one (when she’s in the mood to give you all the ingredients she used the last time she made that dish for you)
A mother isn’t afraid to offer advice but isn’t offended when you don’t take it. She shares your triumphs as if they were her own and doesn’t hesitate to tell all her friends about them either. That’s what my mother is, and always has been, for me—always there, always mum. A heck of a hard act to follow.
Tessa: I grew up in a thatch-roofed house with thick stone walls. In summer it is beautifully cool, in winter it’s terribly draughty. But it is a home where no one in need is turned away empty handed. A place where the gnarled street-sweeper is always assured of a cup of tea and a sandwich, and it’s the last port of call for the ancient flower seller who knows Mom will buy that last bunch of wilted blooms on a hot summer’s afternoon and offer a cool glass of lemonade. Over the years it’s been the safe refuge for too many strays to count - canine, feline and human. And at the centre of that home beats a huge heart. Like so many homes, it’s a mother’s generous heart that bestows gifts of love on all who need them. So today I’m grabbing the chance to say thanks to every loving, giving mother out there.
“It’s not how much we give but how much love we put into giving.” ~ Mother Teresa
Tell us something special about your mother and you could win a copy of Katherine Garbera’s Silhouette Desire, The Spanish Aristocrat’s Woman, plus an Aussie keyring.

1. Jake Vance - I based Jake, my hero, on David Boreanaz’s character Seeley Booth in Bones (any excuse to drool and overdose on Series 2 :) Same broody stare, same high intelligence, same deep-set convictions. To get more into Jake’s character, I also read The Modern Machiavelli by Ian Demack and took copious notes.
2. Holly McLeod - The picture inspiration for Holly came from an unnamed model on the
And without Holly, there wouldn’t be Max Carlton, a guy I modeled on the gorgeous Jude Law. Same golden face, same charming smile. But still a bastard ;)
4. The Dresses - Ahhh, dresses! I took guilty pleasure in researching the gowns everyone wears to the Blackstone Charity Ball. Holly’s dress is based on the
Of course, I consulted Bronwyn, Tessa, Yvonne and Maxine to find out what the other women (and men!) would wear. Briana was sexy in red (picture found at a prom dress site), Kim elegant in a strapless black creation (this photo is from a vintage site), and Jessica pregnant and glowing in a silver halterneck.
Okay, back to Blackstone’s! Here’s a shot of the interior:
6. Holly and Jake’s apartments - I studiously trolled many real estate sites, imagining the kind of places Holly and Jake would live. I even went into the city and took a walk around, picturing myself in Holly’s shoes. For Jake’s place, there was no contest -
Holly is fortunate enough to have a room mate (the mysteriously exotic Miko Tarasai… I get the feeling she’ll want her own story one day!) whose parents own the apartment she lives in. Like many people in real life (myself included!) Holly started off with one career in mind, but instead just ‘fell’ into another - in her case, she wanted to study interior design but ended up at Blackstone’s. However, she still gets to call on her creative energies - here’s what she did with her apartment.
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1. The Fascination of Pinks - Pink diamonds might not be a myth. But they are rare. What I didn’t know when we started writing is that Australia is the only place on earth that produces pink diamonds in any significant number.
3. A Diamond is Forever - So we’re romance readers…and writers. We believe in finding that special unique love that endures forever. So it’s hardly surprising that the
4. How Hard is a Diamond? - Unlike other stones, diamonds are not formed at the earth’s crust. They are created deep underground in a volcanic crucible of heat and pressure. So it shouldn’t surprise that diamonds emerge a “perfect 10″ on the
5. Diamonds in a Pack - Diamonds are the only gem that have a shape of the same name.
6. Diamond Anniversaries - On a list created in 1927 by American etiquette writer
Eternity rings have become a popular way to celebrate the birth of a first child (a reward for childbirth? 
I originally thought of Quinn as Irish American, mainly because I thought we might like an American Hero amongst the Aussies and Kiwis to appease our beloved American readers. But he got lost somewhere along the way. As soon as I saw this guy’s face with his dark eyes and broken nose, I was on my way to falling in love. The juxtaposition of ruggedness versus his suave, man-of-the-world mannerisms excited me, although ‘my’ Quinn is a few years younger and has dark hair.
I have visited Port Douglas five times! My very favourite part of each day is to beat DH out of bed and walk into town along this beautiful, almost deserted beach. It takes me about fifty minutes to walk into the township but I would never stay anywhere but Four Mile. Sometimes, I’ll catch the shuttle back after raisin toast and a lime thickshake. If I’m not too tired or it’s not too hot, I’ll kick off the walking shoes and splish splash back along the beach, from the view shown above right around the corner to where the white beach runs out.
This is the setting I imagined Dani came up with for the massive fancy intense yellow diamond Quinn commissioned her to design. Only you have to imagine the platinum cage is more delicate, and that there is a humungous yellow diamond in there! (I didn’t have any problems imagining that!)
Cemented in the history of Nautilus is the US presidential visit of Bill & Hillary Clinton in October 1996. One night at around 8:40 pm, with no prior reservation, and two small tables of “minders” already dining in the restaurant, two of the Clintons’ senior security officers entered the restaurant and spoke with Carmel. She was asked if all the guests had arrived, they had. The secret service men then proceeded to advise her that all of the restaurant’s telephones had been disconnected and that the President and First Lady would be arriving to dine in around 10 minutes. None of the other diners then present in the restaurant were allowed to leave.
and I wish that was me with her but sadly, it was her best friend, bridesmaid, and this year’s winner of the Arnold Amateur Bodybuilding Champs in Ohio, gorgeous Jo Stewart.
I’d never been to Rookwood Cemetery in Sydney where Maxine suggested Howard Blackstone’s funeral would take place, but I knew that it would have its own character. Dating back to 1868 it’s one of the largest Victorian era cemeteries in the world. I found a map online, discovered the winding roads, the old section of the cemetery, and saw that there was a large section with war graves—something I always find heart-wrenching. I contacted Friends of Rookwood who advised that the war graves would be visible to Jessica and Ryan on entering the gates.
One photo of Rookwood with a stretch of curving road with the palms in the distance and rows of agapanthus along the Serpentine Canal caught my eye—so that went into PRIDE & A PREGNANCY SECRET too. I learned that magpies, ravens, white crested cockatoos and my personal favourite, kookaburras, live in the trees—I love their distinctive slightly insane giggle so felt quite comfortable describing it. Rookwood is also home to many varieties of trees among them Norfolk Island Pines, Canary Island Palms, Eucalyptus and Cedars of Lebanon.
And try to remember that when you’re in the middle of writing another book, or a couple of months have passed before you need that information again, it got pretty crazy at times. Then there were the messages celebrating good news like the senior editor had approved someone’s synopsis, and the messages commiserating the not-so-good when one of us had revisions to do. At the most, in one month we managed 721 messages. Not bad for just six of us. All in all, it was definitely a unique experience that showed me one thing in particular. Putting a story together was hard work, but putting six of them together was a miracle.


I’ve often kidded people that I never knew what I wanted to be when I grew up until I became a romance writer, but when I think back, I’ve always been the type to day dream and scribble stories for all sorts of things. English was one of my favourite, and best, subjects at school (horrors!) and even now there’s nothing I like more than getting lost in a well written story. So why romance? Let me tell you:
is probably my other boss but she’s too lovely to be mean
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