She is the author of the novel Without Saying A Word with Books To Go Now and The MisAdventures of Pann Haggerty with Secret Cravings Publishing. She is a member of the Romance Novelists Association (RNA). There is always some moment waiting around the corner to be written into a novel.
Her interests include a passion for history, romance novels, cooking, and science fiction. Of course not forgetting the great and wonderful Doris Day musicals.
A perfect afternoon for Amanda would be a pot of tea, plenty of biscuits with a Doris Day film on the telly. Shared with great friends and her amazingly tolerant mother in law.
I was born in Barnehurst Kent and grew up with my family in Bexleyheath. I recently found out that the house I lived in was built in the 1800s. I found the photos of it with children playing outside in Victorian clothing. Absolutely fascinating.
Q. If you had a choice where would you choose to live, and why?
Possibly the Lake District, Highlands of Scotland or maybe Malta. Obviously when my children have grown up and left home. Somewhere quiet.
Q. Have any places you’ve visited been the inspiration for a book?
Too many. I adored the Highlands of Scotland and Glencoe when I went there on holiday. Yorkshire and it’s wild moors, and where I grew up. Especially in the time before it was populated. Malta is a stunning country to visit as well as Barcelona where I spent a weekend with friends tasting the cava there.
Q. How important do you think the setting is when you write a story?
Very, its helpful to get the imaginative juices flowing. Just don’t be too precise or it will sound like a travel guide.
Q. Viva Pann Vegas is set in America, what made you choose this as the setting for your book?
Countless amounts of hours and years watching dvds of Doris Day and American television shows day dreaming about what it would be like to travel there.
Q. Can you tell us anything about your next book?
I will be writing the final book in the Pann series for Nanowrimo this year, and currently in the planning for two short stories to be included in anthologies.
Q. If you weren’t a writer, what would be your next choice of career?
I’d like to have been a librarian or curator of a stately home.
Q. What’s your idea of a perfect day?
I don’t have one. Each day in the Ward home is filled with challenges and rewards. It’s a bit like the saying ‘a nice cup of tea’. Everyone has their own perception of what makes it perfect. For me, the little things. A nudge from my cats, the ability to drink a cup of tea in peace and quiet, or dunking a biscuit and for it not to fall apart.
Amanda Ward’s latest release ‘Viva Pann Vegas’ is out today.
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The fun and games continue as Pann Haggerty travels around America with her ‘average’ Joe on their way to Las Vegas. This time, Joe thinks he’s the one in charge, and able to handle his beloved quirky English rose.
Apparently not. Surprises, secrets and wedding bells are in store. Has Pann given Joe the answer to his big question? Read on in the second MisAdventure of Pann Haggerty.
Laugh at Pann’s antics, thrill to the romance, indulge in copious mugs of tea and try out the delicious recipes! Above all…enjoy.
Pandora Haggerty, sorry…Harper sat in the back of the ambulance in a wheelchair all forlorn and feeling decidedly sorry for herself. Her plastered right leg was elevated, and despite Joe’s hand resting on hers comforting her, Pann’s spirits were low. She was jostled several times, wincing as the vehicle rode over several mountains in the road. Perhaps the pain medication was wearing off. Avoiding looking out the window, Pann kept her gaze on Joe’s steadfast one and the gleaming rings of gold that adorned her left hand. Beside her on the floor lay several packages, and from what she could make out, there was a Zimmer frame ready to be constructed.
“A zimmer frame, my arse,” Pann grumbled.
“What was that, darlin’?”
“Just talking out loud,” she murmured.
“Are you in any pain, honey?”
Pann shook her head. “Actually I’m starting to feel like a total prat,” she told him bluntly. “I cannot believe I managed to break my sodding ankle, and now I’m totally reliant on someone else to help me do everything. And I am not using a sodding Zimmer frame. What do they think I am, an elderly geriatric?” Then, turning her head…she noticed a chair behind her.
“That’s not a commode is it?” She asked incredulously in a high squeak. Joe nodded.
“You have to be taking the royal piss,” she exclaimed.
“No, that’s what the commode is for. So that you can—” Joe’s voice broke off.
To read more, you'll have to buy the book! Thanks for joining us here today Amanda.