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(A couple times a month, when she feels the crunch, she spends a full 24 hours at her desk.)ĭanielle Steel's handcrafted desk in her San Francisco office, designed in the image of three of her best-selling books Danielle Steel To pull it off, she works 20 to 22 hours a day. In 1989 Steel was listed in the Guinness Book of World Records for having a book on the New York Times best-seller list for the most consecutive weeks of any author-381, to be exact. Steel releases seven new novels a year-her latest, Blessing in Disguise, is out this week-and she's at work on five to six new titles at all times. Twenty-two of them have been adapted for television, and two of those adaptations have received Golden Globe nominations. Let's look at the numbers, shall we? The author has written 179 books, which have been translated into 43 languages. There is only discipline." It's a dutiful message, and yet the sheer amount that Steel has accomplished in her five-decade career does seem like the stuff of dreams. There's a sign in Danielle Steel's office that reads, "There are no miracles. “Thanks a lot.Editor's Note: This piece has been updated and corrected. Matthew Billings liked pretty women, but he also respected talented and smart ones.
Matthew Billings was tall and attractive, with a full head of white hair, and a beautiful French wife who had been a fashion model in Paris. While he's staring at your legs, I can throw the net over him and grab him.” He liked teasing her and she knew it. You look so innocent, you throw them off-guard. But if she left now, she could get a little more work done. They'd break for lunch in another half hour. You've got him.” She dropped her legal pad into her briefcase, and glanced at her watch. We have the government reports from six months before that.” That's the first time they've come right out and said it.
When he said that no one knew back then of the possible toxic effects of their materials, he was lying. “I think you just got what you wanted, Matt. She was solid, she was smart, she knew the law, and she had great intuition. Besides which, she was one of the best-looking women he knew, and he liked just being around her. She had a fine mind and great skill as an attorney. “So what do you think?” Matthew eyed her with interest. They broke from the deposition for a recess, and Matthew came around the table to talk to her after the defendant from the chemical company left the room with all his attorneys. But Alex Parker was a fighter, a lawyer's lawyer, someone who knew her stuff and wasn't afraid of hard work. And she did a fair amount of litigation in both fields, though certainly, a lot of cases were settled. She had associates and younger partners to help her of course, but Alex wanted to do as much of the work as she could herself, and she had a remarkable rapport with most of her clients. She was the firm's first choice when the fight was going to be hard and dirty, and you needed an attorney who knew case law and was willing to spend a million hours doing meticulous research. Alexandra Parker was a litigation attorney too, and she handled an interesting assortment of difficult cases. Two hundred plaintiffs were not her cup of tea, although more than a dozen attorneys had worked on it, under Matthew's direction. She liked her cases tougher, shorter, and smaller. The case had been referred to Bartlett and Paskin years before, just after she had become a partner. The suit was being brought collectively by some two hundred families in Poughkeepsie, and represented millions of dollars. And she was always glad that this particular case wasn't her problem. Alex had sat in on these depositions for Matt before.
It had been to the New York Supreme Court twice, with various motions, and involved the careless dispersal of highly toxic chemical pollutants by one of the most important corporations in the country. The case was an extraordinarily complicated one, and had already been in process for years. She slipped him a note on her yellow pad, and with a serious frown, he nodded. She smiled at him now, and he liked what he saw in her eyes. She seemed to have an instinctive sense for where the point of the dagger would do the most damage. And Alex was merciless and brilliant once she found it. He liked to pick her brain, admired her style, her sharp eye for the opponent's fatal weakness. He rarely asked for help from anyone, but it was not unusual for him to ask Alex to sit in on a deposition. Matthew Billings was older than Alex by a dozen years, he was in his mid-fifties, and one of the firm's most respected partners. She jotted a note on a yellow legal pad, and glanced across the table briefly at one of her partners. The voices droned around the conference room as Alexandra Parker stretched long legs beneath the huge mahogany table.
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