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Welcome to my daily blog. If this is your first time, I'm a romance writer and a misplaced city girl currently living in the wild Sierras. I tend to have a lot of I-Love-Lucy moments that I share here but sometimes we talk about books, TV, and our favorite cookies. Okay, my favorite cookies. In any case, please feel free to comment by clicking on the Comments at the bottom of any entry. If you're too shy, that's okay, just know I love having you.

July 31, 2014

Thursday’s Tidbits

Before I forget, this oldie but goodie of mine is available for a limited time only! 3 firefighters in 1 volume…



And speaking of firefighters … I might be writing yet another one very soon. I can’t seem to help myself. Okay with you?

July 30, 2014

Happy Hump Day


Pretty easy to be happy with this view…

July 29, 2014

Tuesday’s Tidbits and Giveaway

In a giving away books mood. You know the drill. Name the book the excerpt comes from and three of you will win my next book IT’S IN HIS KISS. Cuz I’m nice like that. :razz:


“You’ve been crying.”

She looked away. He put a finger under her chin and brought her face back to his. “You’ve been crying,” he said again.

She blew out a sigh and slapped his hand away. “You’re a man. You’re not supposed to notice,” she said.

He took another step into her, and he had no idea why. Maybe because those usually razor-sharp hazel eyes were soft now. Soft and maybe even warm. She was vulnerable, and it was bringing out some crazy instinct in him to try to soothe or comfort her. And then there was the fact that he’d clearly affected her. When he’d come close, her breathing had hitched audibly.




A combination of all of them, no doubt, but he’d take it over her usual indifference. “Talk to me, Aubrey.”

She let out a sound that might have been a laugh or a sob, and her eyes went suspiciously shiny. “I just have something in my eye, that’s all.”

He’d spent his formative teenage years under the authority of his aunt Dee, who’d cried at the drop of a hat. He wasn’t fond of a woman’s tears, but they didn’t scare him. “I’m standing right here whenever you want to come up with the real story.”

She sucked in a breath and put her hands on his chest. The touch gave him a pure electrical jolt that stunned him stupid. He had no idea where this sexual tension was coming from, but he liked it. He didn’t get a chance to figure it out before she gave him a little nudge that was actually more like a shove.

He didn’t budge, and this time there was no mistaking the sound she made. Pure temper. “You’re breathing on me,” she snapped, and walked by him, shoulder-checking him hard enough to make him smile.

Whatever her problem, she no longer felt like crying—which worked for him.

So … which book? Cheating is allowed if you admit it. :twisted:

July 28, 2014

An I Love Lucy story

The last time I went away I came home so tired I walked off the plane and all the way to the curb where Alpha Man was waiting for me before I realized …

I hadn’t stopped for my luggage.

And I don’t mean that I’d just walked past baggage claim. I mean I’d actually left my suitcase ON the plane in the overhead bin.

Yeah. I seriously did that.

And do you have any idea what a pain in the ass that is to retrieve once you’ve left the plane? You have to go to the ticket counter and first, admit you were an idiot. And then second, wait for the crew to leave the plane, which can sometimes take an hour or more.

And for the record, that had been one of those times.

It’d been nearly an hour and a half before we’d finally gotten on the road and up until now Alpha Man has been pretty good about not pointing out the stupidity of the whole thing.

Yesterday I came home from a week in San Antonio. When we landed, I texted Alpha Man.

Me: We’re taxing in.

Him: don’t forget your stuff this time.

Me: haha…

I’m sure none will be surprised that I did forget. I don’t want to talk about it. Every time I catch Alpha Man looking at me, he’s just shaking his head in bafflement. Whatever. I can’t explain myself. Not even to myself.

So now that I’ve shared, I need your most embarrassing travel story please and pronto. :smile:

July 25, 2014

Jill Still Doing San Antonio

Update: Winners! Sherry, Monica, and Bube were randomly drawn winners! Email me with you addy and whether you want print or ebook!

Original post:
Just ran out of books at a signing, which is great cuz now I can go take a nap!


And maybe eat some cookies… :smile: What’s your favorite cookie? I’m drawing random names today for a book from my backlist!! XOXOX…

July 24, 2014

More San Antonio fun

So it’s a MILLION TRILLION degrees here in San Antonio but I’m managing to eek out some good times. Here’s Sarah Morgan, Ruth Lanigan, The Nora Roberts, me, and Laura Reeth.


And me and Higgins!


And the text I got from Youngest saying “mommy come home!”


How are y’all doing? (look at me, talking in Texas talk :)

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