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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.

October 27, 2016

Thursday’s Musings

I’m a complete dud today. I have so much on my brain I can’t pay attention to any one thing. Youngest came and told me she was going and kissed me good-bye. It took me five minutes to lift my head from my laptop and say “WAIT- WHERE ARE YOU GOING?” But by then she was long gone.

I need a new brain.

I need to catch up. I’ll work on that. While I’m doing that, I have a couple of questions. One, what was the last handful of books you read? And two, the BEST of the last books you read.

THREE of you will win your choice of ONE SNOWY NIGHT or ACCIDENTALLY ON PURPOSE.

October 26, 2016

Happy Hump Day

How is it Wednesday already? On the other hand, it’s Friday Eve Eve.


And then there’s today’s writing inspiration. Maybe it’s going to be a good day after all…

p.s. I need some writing inspiration ideas, who do you think is good writing inspiration?

October 25, 2016

Accidentally. On Purpose… :)

So … if you’re keeping up, you know I have sexy, badass Archer Hunt’s book coming soon. ACCIDENTALLY ON PURPOSE.


How about a little tease

His hand caught her, long fingers wrapping around her elbow and causing all sorts of unwelcome sensations as he pulled her back around.

“What?” she asked.

“Waiting for my apology.”

“Sure,” she said agreeably. “When hell freezes over.” She lifted her chin, grateful for her four-inch heels so that she could almost, kind of, not quite look him in the eyes. “I’m in charge of this building, Archer, which means I’m in charge of everything that happens in it. I’m also in charge of everyone who works for this building.”

He cocked his head, looking amused again. “You want to be the boss of me, Elle?” he asked softly.

I am the boss of you.”

Now he outright smiled and her breath caught. Damn, stupid, sexy smile. And then there was The Body. Yes, she thought of it in capital letters, it deserved the respect. “If you don’t want to be walking funny tomorrow,” she said, “you’ll stop invading my personal-space bubble.”

Complete bravado and they both knew it. She’d only been at this job for a year and it’d come as a surprise to her that he’d been in the building at all. An unfortunate coincidence. Before that it’d been years since they’d had any contact, but she still knew enough to get that no one got the better of him.

He was quick, light on his feet, and physically strong. But that wasn’t what made him so dangerous to her. No, it was his sharp intelligence, his quick wit, how he was willing to go as dark as he needed to in order to do what he thought was right.

And then there was the biggie—the way he had of making her feel shockingly alive.

He did as she asked and stepped back but not before pausing to make sure they both knew who was in control here, and it most definitely wasn’t her.

No one did intimidation like Archer, and in his line of work he could be in a coma and still intimidate everyone in the room. He had muscles on top of muscles but didn’t look beefed up like a body builder might. Instead his body seemed lean and seriously badass, with caramel skin that strayed from light to golden to mocha latte depending on what the season was, giving him a look of indeterminable origin.

And sexiness.

It worked for him, allowing him to fit in to just about any situation. Handy on the job, she imagined. But with her he was careful. Distant. And yet she’d seen the way he sometimes looked at her, and on the rare occasion when he’d touched her, like when he guided her through a door with his hand low on her back, he let himself linger. There was always a shocking and baffling yearning beyond both the glances and the touches.

That, or it was all just wishful thinking.

Not that it mattered since he still held back with her. The problem was she yearned too. Yearned for him to see her as a woman, strong and capable enough to stand at his side.

But after what they’d been through, she knew that would never happen. She turned away, annoyed by how her entire body had gone on high alert as always, every inch of her seeming to hum beneath the surface.

She should have just emailed him.

So … worth a preorder? What do we think?

October 24, 2016

Then and now…

So remember this? Two months ago Alpha Man found a puppy he couldn’t resist and here Cali is from that first day in Middle’s arms…


And here she is now, all gangly long legs and no idea what to do with them…


She enjoys chewing on her paw, eating Frat Boy’s food, sneaking into my bed and long walks in the woods where she likes to eat bear poo… Tell me about your pets!

October 20, 2016

The colors are here!

Hard to concentrate on the book that was due last week that still isn’t done when I’m looking at views like this …

Anyone else doing something they shouldn’t be while ignoring doing the something that they should be doing? And if that sentence makes sense to you, you’re as bad off as I am.

Oh and p.s. … if you’re my editor, I’m just kiddin’ about the book not being done.

October 19, 2016

Happy Hump Day

Today’s writing inspiration is one of my pretend boyfriends, Tom Hardy.


Le sigh…

Who’s your pretend boyfriend this week?

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