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Fiona Walker, whose previous novels have been Sunday Times bestsellers, leads the field as the voice of young, media-aware women. She lives with her husband and two dogs in an idyllic cottage in Oxfordshire. A decade ago, when Bridget was but a distant bubble in Helen Fielding's Chardonnay glass, Marian Keyes had yet to unlock her great talent, and a multitude of future Chick Fic. authors were still doing their homework whilst watching Grange Hill, Fiona Walker decided to write a novel. She was a precocious twenty-one-year old drama graduate whose only qualification to write was a passionate love of women's fiction. Fiona had a dream passage into publishing: French Relations was published when she was just twenty-three. At the time, most commerical women writers were a generation or more older than Fiona. Her second novel, Kiss Chase, was arguably the first 90s tale of female flat-share and boyfriend angst. She wasn't following a trend - nor was she consciously setting one; she was simply writing what she saw and knew, with a lot of wishful thinking and racy sex added in. Now, six novels and a decade on, Fiona has handed back her single twenty-something membership card and qualified into a new league - a married thirty-something, sharing a cottage in west Oxford with Jon, their hyperactive terrier Jelly, and incredibly clumsy cat Drambuie. Fiona adores village life, thriving on the community, the gossip, and the characters. But she still gets hopelessly overexcited at the prospect of dusting herself down and heading to London to see city friends, go to a few parties and find out what the new black is. After all, it's research, isn't it?