This Box Set of Heart-Stopping Romances is Coming soon …
If you ask Myren, my chauffeur (and believe me, I would NOT), then of course it’s too late, what are you crazy? You’ve already missed a month!
But I’m a fan of better-late-than-never, having been a late bloomer all my life. In fact I’m still blooming. And that’s not easy to do for a woman in the Baby Boomer age range. (If you’re one of those
infamous millennials, children of the Baby Boomers, then wait, this will eventually apply to you.)
In fact, my resolution has everything to do with keeping
well-preserved and flab & fat free fresh and lively. So here it is:
(I know it’s cheating, but my resolution is multi-parted)
So what’s with all these staying healthy resolutions you ask? What about the rest of life?
I know, I know. But I’m hoping if I start with staying healthy and alert, the rest will be easier to accomplish. (Note my earlier statement about the Baby-Boomer Age Range.)
As you might imagine, I got a slow start to the year (i.e. I waited a month to write about it) but I’m on a roll now. 5 days in a row. I mean mini-roll. Minuscule roll. Okay, forget the roll. I have a start.
the holidays. But I’ll let you be the judge. Here’s a picture of my Christmas tree. I wanted to post a video clip to show the lights twinkling–which I adore–but I’m technically challenged and couldn’t figure out how to get the video clip embedded (foreign techno-talk meaning cut & paste as far as I can tell).
I have decorations outside too, but Myren refused to let me take pictures of those–in the interest of security. (I know–he’s very pushy for a chauffeur, but we have this deal where he’s agreed to wear a Santa hat instead of his usual chauffeur cap until January 6th if I go easy on him. Of course, we’ve never defined exactly what that means…)
One of my favorite treats for the holidays is Egg Nog. Another favorite is peppermint & dark chocolate truffles. Another favorite is hot coco. And then there’s roasted chestnuts and this fabulously buttery recipe I have for… (Is this excessive? Am I eating too many treats?) I’m sure my doctor will mention it at my check up on Monday. I should know better than to schedule anything–good for me or not–that involves stepping on a scale at Christmas time. Guess I’ll have to suck it up and not eat any more treats until after my appointment. (Yes, I
I had my annual Christmas gathering of my local lady friends and we had a ball–did a Yankee swap. Everyone was too polite to swap around much. I was glad I didn’t end up with my own gift. Next time for my Yankee swap gift I’m buying chocolates. (Yes, chocolate is a recurring theme–you are not imagining it.)
Today I’m off to shop. Again. For more stuff. Mostly because I love the hustle-bustle of the holidays–and scooping up more decorations. And more chocolate treats. Myren just tooted the horn–it’s playing jingle bells and I’m running out the door to pretend we’re riding in a one-horse open sleigh.
See you when I get back! In the meantime, please share your favorite Christmas treats and if I get ten comments with shared treats, I’ll post the recipe for my extra buttery mystery treat!!
Merry Christmas and Jingle All the Way!
Every writer knows you need to hook a reader with the first few lines–the very first line if possible–if you want them to keep reading.
It’s the hardest EVER thing to do. At least for me. So THIS is a challenge! Here’s my BOOK HOOK for The Beachcombers:
So far Shana’s first undercover assignment held about as much promise as her first attempt to capture a rabid kangaroo on the loose.
She had not expected, after flying all the way from Sydney to London—Goddamn London—in a state of heart-stopping excitement about her brand new post, that she would be ordered that same day to leave and fly to Boston. Goddamn Boston. Then adding to her travel torture, she’d raced across Logan Airport to board a shuttle plane to fly her to the tiny island of Martha’s Vineyard. All for the purpose of ending up on another beach, with another surfboard, about to prance around in yet another bikini. Fifty-six excruciating hours and over two thousand witless miles later.
What do you think?
I’m a writer living inside my head half the time, but that doesn’t mean I’m not interested in what readers think. I’ll prove it!
Right now I’m on the cusp of deciding which of two story projects I should start next. And they couldn’t be more different. But take a look for yourself and see what you think:
Project A: PLAYING UNTIL THE END
This is book two in my Playing series of seductive sports romances, and like most of my stories it takes place in Boston. This one features an aging football quarterback with a storied career and a colorful life–think modern day Joe Namath only in Boston and minus the (reputation for) drinking. (I apologize if that was terribly un-PC of me, but hey. It is what it is.) Meanwhile, the heroine is a research doctor working on clinical drug trials for treating chronic deterioration diseases–something that could be called the fountain of youth drug if you were a marketing guy. A match made in heaven or hell?
Either way, this story is sensual and gritty and intense (and has lots of snappy dialogue) (I really like snappy smart dialogue, so hopefully it’ll turn out that way–I’m told it’s something I’m known for. Hey, it is what it is.)
Project B: The Boston Nobles: Crazy Little Rich Girl, Installment 1, Book 1 of the Noble & Chase series
This is a brand new series that I’m starting out in serialized installments a week or two apart for the first six installments. It’s about the Noble family of Boston, rich and powerful and historically legendary. The main character is the daughter of Senator Noble and the unconventional rebellious life she chooses as a result of her feud and love-hate relationship with her father. That’s the family saga part.
The romantic thriller part is about her partnership with an ex-FBI guy and their work as insurance investigators on high end cases for Lloyds. The cases always seem to get them in life threatening danger and always affect her family–either she stops her father from doing something she doesn’t like–her life’s mission is to keep him honest–or she needs to ask her father to help her and her partner out of a predicament.
This is a series that I’ll be living with and writing about for a very long time. The family saga and thriller episodes will go on as long as I can write and as long as readers read them (or maybe readers don’t even have to read them. As long as my family and friends read them…)
As a reader, what kind of stories excite you? Do you get involved in series books with the same characters in one predicament after another?
Or do you love that singular experience of a new intense relationship as it develops and tumbles wildly until it crescendos?
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