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A Gift

Exactly two weeks from today, I will be a published author.  Craziness. Since you have all been so patient, I decided to give you something.  Call it a sneak peek.  Call it a teaser.  Call it a first look. Ready?  I'm going to let you read the first chapter of my book.  Right here. Right now. You're welcome. Chapter 1.pdf

Shock

So here's the deal.  My book will be released in print and digital form on Amazon in T minus 23 days and it's time to have THE talk. That's right.  The birds and the bees...  and my potty mouth. I've had a few people ask what genre my book is and I want to be very clear so none of my friends or family end up shell shocked, because I love you and I don't want to wonder why you can't seem to look me in the eye anymore. I write romance.  It's not Barbara Cartland by any stretch of the

I May Have Missed the Mark

Erma Bombeck and I are from roughly the same area.  Every two years, a local library holds a writing competition in her honor.  This year, my 93 year old grandma (the one who's cooler than you) gently encouraged me to enter. In spite of our vastly different writing styles, I decided to give it a go. I mean, funny is funny, right? Maybe not.  Or maybe I'm just not as funny as my mom tells me I am because I didn't win.  Tear. On the plus side, I can now share what I wrote with you.  Even though

Ignorance is Bliss

Today is the last day my editor is scheduled to have my manuscript.  That means, at any time, I will find out the cold hard truth about the quality of my book. Until today, I was pretty confidant.  I worked hard.  Learned as much as I could to put out the best product I was capable of.  I think I sent her a pretty decent story. What if I'm wrong? What if it sucks? Now, I realize I have a huge amount left to learn about writing and honestly that's part of the appeal.  I like to challenge