Archive for September, 2011



Monday, September 19th, 2011
I’m here! I’m here!

Man I have been BUSY! So busy that just today I finally mailed out all the promised packages from my last giveaway, gah. And all that bookshelf cleaning I was doing so I could rearrange our office? Haven’t managed to do that yet! Soon, though!

I did, however, finally update my website today, woot! You can read more about my November and December releases: This Time Next Year, a novella in the Carina Press anthology HOLIDAY KISSES, and Twenty-One Hours, a short story in the Bell Bridge Books anthology SEAL OF MY DREAMS.

I’ve almost finished with the new SEAL of My Dreams website (it’s a placeholder now) which will tell more about how Christie Ridgway and I wrangled nineteen authors to write short stories for this charity antho.

AND, I FINISHED writing TWENTY-ONE HOURS, my SEAL story, and got it sent off to the anthology’s editor today, yay! (That picture to the left was my inspirational image for my characters Shane Gregor and Teri Stokes.)

In other exciting news, I’m having a new website designed and hope to have it put together by the time my end of year stories release. Also, I’ve been reading some GREAT books. I want to talk about them, but that means finding the time and these days I have none!

In not as exciting news, I’m going to fall off the face of the earth again for the next few weeks. My first Berkley Heat book (cowboys, yay!) is due on November 1st. It’s going really well, but I’ve got a family wedding next month and a conference, so need to get it finished early so I can enjoy our trip without having to do any work!

Saturday, September 3rd, 2011
Snippet Saturday – Weather

Here’s a frosty cold excerpt from my upcoming Carina Press Christmas novella aptly titled WEATHER THE STORM!

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Cold. So cold. Her nose and left eye throbbing. Her foot jammed under the brake pedal. Teeth chattering, Brenna pushed away from the steering wheel to sit up. The airbag plopped onto her lap like a pancake.

Groaning, she remembered…the too hot heat, the deer in her headlights, the amusement park ride into the ditch. Her car was nose down, no longer running. Her door, when she tried it, wouldn’t budge. And her phone, when she found it, still had no bars.

She collapsed against her seat. Wasn’t she the picture of a damsel in distress? Stupid deer. Stupid car. Stupid driver. At least Gran knew she was on her way and would eventually call out the cavalry, right?

Right?

For the love of Pete. If she’d pulled off her gloves and tossed her coat from her lap and left the car’s heater alone, she’d be sitting in Gran’s cozy kitchen by now. Drinking spiced cider. Filling up on glazed sugar cookies. Gran fussing over the biscuits in the oven and the soup on the stove.

Instead, visions of a tiny motherless Bambi had her stranded and now starting to shiver in the bone-cutting cold.

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Thursday, September 1st, 2011
A steal of a deal!
The Icing on the Cake by Alison Kent

Could they make it any easier to say yes? Look at that price!