About Me

Hello There.

So wonderful of you to drop by.

As you can see from the mugshot to the left, I frequently do my utmost to feign intelligence when I'm not writing warm and funny romance novels.

If you want a much more amusing, briefer version of this little spiel please go over to my blog www.steamypuddings.com/about or go check out my shenanigans on www.naughtyninjas.net. This version will in all likelihood be far too serious.

Please feel free to picture me looking like I do on the left as you read on... (not sitting in front of my computer sipping tea out of a funny elephant mug, hair askew and wondering where the hell I misplaced all the makeup I spent a fortune on a couple of months back.) 

Still with me? Here goes: 

Georgina Penney first discovered romance novels when she was eleven and has been a fan of the genre ever since. It took her another eighteen years to finally sit in front of a keyboard and get something down on the page but that's alright, she was busy doing other things until then.

Some of those things included living in a ridiculous number of towns and cities in Australia before relocating overseas to Saudi Arabia, Bahrain, Brunei Darussalam and currently, Scotland.

In between all these travels, Georgina managed to learn to paint, get herself a Communication and Cultural Studies degree, study Psychotherapy and learn all about Hypnotherapy. In the early days she even managed to get on the IT roller coaster during the early noughties boom, inexplicably ending the ride by becoming the registrar of a massage and naturopathy college. There was also a PhD in the mix there somewhere but moving to Saudi Arabia and rediscovering the bodice ripper fixed all that.

Today she lives with her wonderful husband, Tony in a cozy steading in the Scottish countryside. When she's not swearing at her characters and trying to cram them into her plot, she can be found traipsing over fields, gazing at hairy coos and imagining buff medieval Scotsmen in kilts (who have access to shower facilities and deodorant) living behind every bramble hedge.