I’m in “Cowboy Trouble” again! I’m spending a lot of time with Luke and Libby and the crazy characters who populate my first book, which will be re-released next year. My publisher has kindly allowed me to go through the manuscript and fix all the bugaboos lurking in the text. It’s an author’s dream to […]
Friends, publishing pros, and fellow writers are the best parts of being an author!
Good news! Kobo has “Cowboy Tough” on sale for just 99 cents – but this special deal is only available through May 7th, so act soon! I have a real soft spot for this story. Artsy, spirited Cat Crandall (one of my favorite heroines!) is disappointed when her much-anticipated job teaching painting classes in exotic […]
If you’re a woman, and something feels wrong, don’t let anyone dismiss you. Find a doctor who listens to you, and believes you, and get the help you need.
“How to Handle a Cowboy” made Booklist’s 2017 “101 Best Romances of the Decade!”
When I write fiction, I’m not the only one telling the story. I write in partnership with every reader, who interprets my words and brings them to vivid life in her mind.
I found this at a thrift shop yesterday. Cowboy romance, circa 1960, in beautiful condition. I was so excited! I have no idea if it’s worth anything, but it’s a treasure for me – a great little piece of romance history. The central conflict seems a little wishy-washy by today’s standards – “My name is […]
A mysterious, moving, 70-mile-wide blob on our local weather radar turned out to be… butterflies!
Fall weather means bright blue skies and aspen turning to burnished gold. If you have time to travel, take a trip to see nature’s autumn fireworks.
Since my next book was delayed by health issues, I’m going through previous stories and pulling out scenes I think you’ll enjoy and providing background on the places and events that inspired them.
“If you have built castles in the air, your work need not be lost; that is where they should be. Now put the foundations under them.” –H.D. Thoreau
For some reason, I can’t keep track of my plot without something physical to look at. Normally, it’s sticky notes, but since I moved out of our town house, where my attic office had a slanty ceiling, that doesn’t work too well. The walls here are textured. I tried index cards, but that seemed kind […]
I murdered a nice old man today.
“Help!” says the little twig. “I thought it was supposed to be spring!”
The first of several posts on Winter Storm Valerie.