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Monday, February 23, 2015

Trip to San Antonio - Chapter One

YES! I did see the Alamo. It was fascinating  and,surprisingly, very small. I didn't expect San Antonio to be so tropical. But there are palm trees, and 65 degree temperatures! It's lovely and the people are friendly.

I was delighted to see horse-drawn carriages lit with beautiful colored lights at night, gliding along like Cinderella's carriage. This is what they looked like during the day.


I can't say much about the activities at the Wild Wicked Weekend con, because what happens in San Antonio must stay in San Antonio. But I can share a pics of  the hottest cover models around: Kelli, Axl, Taylor, and Cole.
 And singer Jackson Young was there. Here he's with Cheryl and Maranda. Jackson is going to be singing at the Day with the Authors event in Nashville. Whoopee! Love that man!

This is Cole. He'd be the perfect model for the Devon Drake cover, 4th book in the First & Ten series.


The Mengar Hotel is beautiful, old, elegant and haunted! Yep. That's right. Haunted. And I had my first ghostly experience there. But first a few pics of this gorgeous place.
The historic lobby.

 Gorgeous stained glass window in the ceiling.


     I'm not a huge believer in ghosts and stuff. I wasn't. But I am now. Saturday night, I got back to my room before eleven. I went to work, writing because the Internet was spotty. When I got into bed, I glanced at the clock on the nightstand. It was at an angle, I could only see the 2 on the display and assumed, because of the angle, the one wasn't visible. It was after midnight.
    I woke up and rolled over to glance at the clock. It read 7:41a.m. I was surprised I had slept so late. I pulled back the covers and padded over to the window. After peeking behind the curtain, all I could see was darkness. Something was wrong. Either we were in world's biggest storm or...well, something was wrong.
    I picked up my watch. It read 5.41 a.m.! Yep. And it was right. Someone or something moved the clock ahead by two hours. That's right, TWO HOURS! The clock had been right on target all weekend. I had been in the room the whole time.
    Being too sleepy to think, I fixed the clock and got back in bed. It wasn't until breakfast that I realized what had happened. When I fixed the clock, I noticed you had to hold down the buttons to make the hour move. There was something in that room with me. And it moved the clock two hours ahead. I am a believer.


I'm on the ranch now. Will update tonight or tomorrow with pictures. It's cold and raining, so we're huddled inside, writing. Hope you have a great day!
Comments welcome!!

Wednesday, February 18, 2015

Yep! I'm headed off to the Wild Wicked Weekend in San Antonio with a bunch of romance writers and readers tomorrow. On Sunday I'm heading to The Silver Spur dude ranch to soak up everything I can about cowboys and cowboy country for a future cowboy romance series. 
There will be horses.
And fields, grass, trees and fences...and 

did I mention cowboys?
  Lots of cowboys.
 I hope you'll stop by and share a laugh with me about my adventures or misadventures in San Antonio and Bandera. I'll write what I can, but what happens in San Antonio stays in San Antonio, unless it makes a good plot or character for a book. LOL!

Adios, until tomorrow!


Monday, February 16, 2015


 Welcome! This week the word prompt is "great". I'm sharing a sneak peek of the third book in the First & Ten football romance series, Pete Sebastian, Coach. 


“Would you like to come in for coffee? I think maybe the wine was a bit too much, eh?”
She nodded, relieved the shadows of night hid her blushing face. He unlocked the door and turned on the lights. He took their coats and hung them on hooks by the door.
“Regular?” He asked, dropping his keys in the bowl by the door and ambling toward the kitchen. He rolled up his sleeves.
“Regular. Plenty of caffeine.” She followed him.
“Maybe Espresso?”
She waved it away. “That’s too strong.”
Once they had filled two mugs, he headed toward the window, leaving the lights out.

“Come. Take a look.” He reached out his hand to her.
Jo took it and allowed him to tuck her right under his arm.
“Isn’t it beautiful?” He asked, folding his arm over her shoulders.
She looked out over the shiny path across the water made by the moon. The sea always calmed her, and this moment was no exception. Feelings of safety and acceptance surrounded her heart. While skeptical thoughts attempted to push away the happiness, Jo refused to listen.
They drank in silence, staring at the sea, listening to the lullaby of the waves.
“I love the water.”
“Do you?” He bent his head to make eye contact.
She nodded. I went to the beach at my grandmother’s place. She lived in Westchester. My parents shipped me off to her house every summer. It was great.”

He kissed the top of her head. Jo finished her coffee and put her mug on the windowsill. Turning she snaked her arms around his middle and rested her face on his pecs. Heat from his chest penetrated the fine cotton fabric to warm her cheek. His scent, male mixed with freshly ironed shirt, and spicy aftershave, teased her nose.  
He put his mug down, too, and closed both arms around her. They stood, clinging to each other for a quiet moment. Pete cleared his throat. The vibration made her body hum. He looked down at her, staring at her mouth. He bent his head slightly as if to kiss her, but stopped.
“Do you? I mean…would it be okay?” Sweat broke out on his forehead. “I just don’t want to get sued for sexual harassment.”

She reached up to tug him toward her. “I won’t sue you if you don’t sue me.”
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Monday, February 9, 2015

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Saturday, February 7, 2015


Because I'm so excited about the release of my kickoff book in the First & Ten series, I'm going to give away 5 4" x 5" fridge magnets of the luscious cover to 5 lucky folks who leave their favorite football team and email address in a comment. Drawing will be held tonight at 9pm.
Here are some quotes from the book.  

His friend shook his head. “I don’t know if you’re a man of great willpower, or an idiot.”
“Neither do I,” said the quarterback.
Griff wasn’t ready to face the fact that he was giving up good, steady road trip sex for a woman who didn’t want to get married.

“What else are you good at, besides grilling and throwing a football?”
“Do you want the PG version or X-rated?” He snickered, his dark eyes dancing with mischief as they skimmed over her skimpy robe, making her shiver.
She laughed. Griff slipped his hand over her free one. “Or should I show you?” His gaze settled on her lips.

“Sure, sure. Keep telling yourself that. Wonder what she’d think if she knew?”
“Don’t, Carla. Please don’t. I’m begging you.” Griff reached for her arm, but she shook him off.
Buddy faced the quarterback. “What the hell did you do?”
“You don’t wanna know.”
“Oh no. You didn’t?” His eyebrows rose.
Griff nodded. “Guilty.”

     He wanted a wife. She didn’t want to get married – ever.  Not exactly a match made in heaven. Ten years ago, Griff Montgomery, star quarterback of the Kings and womanizer, became a stand-in father for his widowed sister’s kids. After they moved away, Griff wanted his own family. But where does a “player” go to find his ideal mate?
     Having sworn off marriage forever, Lauren Farraday barely kept her life together after her divorce. With her career shaky and depression closing in, the last thing she needed was a courtroom battle with a sexy athlete.

   Wary of Griff’s reputation with women, and hiding a secret, Lauren holds on to her heart.  Can the quarterback handle the truth or will he walk away, like he has in the past?