Archive | February 2014

Press Release – How to Have an Affair


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Available from 5 Prince Publishing

Genre: Fiction/Romance/Contemporary

Release Date: February 13, 2014

Digital ISBN 13: 1-939217-99-8  ISBN 10: 1-1939217-99-7

Print ISBN-10:1-63112-002-6 ISBN-13:978-1-63112-002-2

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How to have an Affair

Have you ever been attracted to someone you shouldn’t?

Were you prepared to risk everything?

Robyn Fisher is a frustrated, busy, working mum and wife who feels that life is passing her by – that is until she meets charismatic psychologist, Jay Trethedick, at a weekend seminar.

Despite the instant attraction, Robyn resists Jay’s advances only to surrender to temptation a week later and they begin an intense and passionate love affair. But when the lovers start taking increasingly dangerous risks, Robyn’s husband discovers the truth and walks out, destroying Robyn’s world.

But the grass isn’t always greener. After an attempt to start a new life with Jay, Robyn realises she has to take the biggest risk of all; choosing who to love and who to let go. As sexual desire battles with real life and family, can she make the right choice?

Just how far is she willing to go?

About Lindsay Harper:

Lindsay lives in Yorkshire, England with wonderful husband, Paul. She has two grown up children, three young grandchildren, and four springer spaniels!  She gave up working full time in 2010 to write and has self-published three metaphysical romances to sell at Mind, Body and Spirit fairs. After having fantastic reviews she decided to embark on her passion – contemporary women’s fiction and now wants to reach a wider audience – hence 5 Prince. When she’s not writing, she’s a homeopath, a dog walker and a DIY enthusiast.  For fun she loves Ashtanga yoga, Ascension meditation and the sea – and one day would love to live by it.

How to contact the author:

@harperpublishin (Twitter)

Excerpt of How to Have an Affair:

‘Where on earth is your bloody father?’ Robyn muttered as she stood with her hands on her hips looking out of the lounge window.

Molly tutted. ‘Daddy says you shouldn’t say bloody.’

‘I’m sorry, sweetheart, but Mummy has a train to catch and Daddy’s late again.’

‘We could go to Grandma’s,’ suggested Molly.

‘That’s a really good idea, sweet-pea, but I haven’t time to take you. I’ll just try Daddy again.’

Robyn delved in her handbag for her mobile. Bloody typical, I arrange one weekend away and the sodding man can’t even make an effort to come home on time.

‘He’s here,’ Molly shouted as she saw her Daddy quickly get out of his car and run up the drive.

‘About bloody time. Oops! Sorry Molly.’

Dave burst into the lounge, ‘Sorry I’m late. I had some letters to sign that needed to be off today.’

‘Oh, that’s alright then. Far more important than my plans,’ Robyn answered, glaring at her husband. ‘And that took you two hours? You were supposed to be home at one.’

‘Look, I’ve said I’m sorry. I’m here now.’ Dave rolled his eyes.

‘But I’m sick of it. Last week you left me sitting here all dressed up and you didn’t even bother to ring.’

‘Why are you bringing that up again? I told you I had an important meeting that ran over.’

‘It’s always something with you.’

‘Hadn’t you better get off? You’ve got a train to catch.’

‘Oh really! You noticed.’

God that man! One day he’ll put me and the children before his bloody work.

‘Dinner’s in the oven, all you need to do is turn it on,’ she reminded him as she picked up her bags from the hallway. ‘If you can remember how,’ she added under her breath. ‘And don’t forget it’s bath-time tonight, and Jake needs his medicine.’

‘I thought you said you’d leave me a list.’

‘I have, but you’ll probably be too busy to read it … Jake, come and give Mummy a kiss,’ she said to her two and a half year old son, who was sitting on the sofa watching Fireman Sam.

‘Where are you going, Mummy?’ asked Jake as he ran to give her a hug.

‘I’ve already told you, pumpkin, I’m going on a course.’

‘Can I come?’

‘No sweetie, we’ve talked about this, remember? Daddy and Grandma are looking after you until Mummy comes back.’

Jake’s bottom lip started to quiver and tears welled up in his eyes.

‘Don’t cry, darling. I’ll see you soon.’ She hugged him close. ‘I’m sure Daddy’s going to do some fun things tomorrow.’ She looked at Dave. ‘Come and take care of your son. I’ve got to go.’

Robyn bent down and kissed Molly. ‘Take care of Jakey for me.’ Molly, at six, loved the responsibility of looking after her younger brother.

‘I will, Mummy, I promise.’

‘Don’t I get a kiss?’ Dave asked.

‘No. I’m still mad. I’ll ring you later.’

She hadn’t meant to leave it on a sour note, but he was so frustrating!


What are your books about?

Every time someone finds out I’m a writer the first question is always, “What are your books about?” I usually answer with Contemporary Women’s fiction – but what exactly is that?


I define it as anything that is relevant to modern life – any issues that might come up in our  current society.


Let me give you some examples. In the “How to …” series of books so far I have written

about: love affairs and infidelity, divorce, abortion, adoption, alcoholism, gambling, smoking,

under-age sex, domestic violence, mental illness, suicide, physical disabilities, genetic

conditions. I have written about heterosexual and homosexual relationships. Some of my

characters have been religious and spiritual and other have been atheist.


I want to be known as a writer for whom no subject is taboo. If it happens in our society then

it will be somewhere in my books. Some subjects I have first-hand experience of, others I

have had to research. The internet is a vital tool in this research but also interviewing real

people has proved invaluable.


I’ve always wondered why gossip has been such an interest to me and now I can see why

– I need it for my work. I love hearing about other people’s stories and how they live their

lives. I suppose gossip isn’t the right word because I try not to judge anyone and I don’t pass

the gossip on in a derogatory way. I show an interest in what goes on around me and then I

translate it into a story-line.


So, if you know me, watch out, one day you might read about yourself in one of my books.

But fear not! Your name and details will be changed. I can’t afford to be sued.