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A BIT ABOUT THE BOOK

Can you run away to your past? Sunny did when she fled Brad, her philandering husband. Hiding out in her family’s summer cabin, she reconnects with her childhood crush, Mike. Refusing to divorce, Brad sets out to control Sunny long distance. But he didn't count on her determination to have her freedom. Threats, midnight pictures and a devastating accident drive Sunny back home. Will she stay or find the courage to strike out on her own permanently?

First in the Moonlight Series.
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A BIT ABOUT THE BOOK

How could anything bad happen to a young woman, fresh from graduate school, who strikes out on a new path rather than return to take a job with her father’s firm? April McKenna sets off for an escapade that ends in tragedy. Injured and alone she is taken in by a family friend who lives in a small town in the Catskill Mountains in New York.

During her recovery, April resolves to carve out an exotic life of travel and adventure. But she didn’t count on a sexy fireman upsetting her plans. Gavin Dailey has dated practically every woman in the county, but when he meets April, he knows he’s finally found the one he wants.  Only a stubborn man like Gavin wouldn’t let April’s resistance to his charm and his small town change his plans. Determined to win her, he pulls out all the stops until he encounters one stumbling block he didn’t count on. Only a near-catastrophe resurrected from the past gives April the tenacity she needs to make the right decision for her life in April’s Kiss in the Moonlight.

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 A BIT ABOUT THE BOOK

Can attending a wedding and a funeral on the same day change your life? Mindy Winslow’s life was altered forever when she met gorgeous lawyer, Drew Armstrong, and found out about her inheritance from her mentor, Lou. Embraced by the townsfolk at the wedding of her college roommate, Mindy sought to make her goal a reality in tiny Pine Grove, New York. But the exposure of a promise made then broken secretly, destroyed her dream. Will she be forced to face “I told you so” from her father or will love find a way to resurrect hope from the ashes? 3rd in the Moonlight series.

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TUESDAY TALES - WORD PROMPT "CHECK"

Welcome to Tuesday Tales. This week I have an excerpt from my WIP, HIS LEADING LADY.

  Mark asked about their mother and Meg brought him up-to-date. Although Mark was their mother’s favorite, as he “had the looks and charm,” while Meg “had the brains”, she was the one who called their mom only once a month. Meg was in the same time zone. 

Anna Davis no longer bothered to try to hide her preference, bragging about Mark’saccomplishments to her friends and Meg. Mark tried to change the subject when she gushed over him. Anna claimed it was the time difference that kept Mark from calling her weekly. The truth was that Anna relied heavily on Megan for advice and a sympathetic ear, and Mark for a check every month. The twins never discussed their division of responsibility.

Meg wasted no time, firing pointed questions at her brother as he drove.

“What’s the deal with this new chickie?”

“My girlfriend?”

‘Now she’s your girlfriend? How long have you been seeing her?”

“A couple of weeks. Yeah. She’s my girlfriend. She’s amazing, Squirt. You’re gonna like her.”

“We’ll see. She’s gorgeous, I’ll give you that. I watched her show.”

“Yeah. Her looks, on a scale of ten, are, like, twelve.”

“They can’t be twelve on a scale of ten, lug.”

“Always the mathematician. I was making a point.”

“Oh. Got it. Yep. So she’s pretty, what else?” Megan turned to face her brother.

“She’s nice.”
"Nice? Damning with faint praise.”
“Real nice. Nice to me. And she can cook.” Mark kept his gaze on the road. 
“She cooks? Now we’re getting someplace.” She rubbed her hands together.

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TUESDAY TALES - WORD PROMPT "WAVY"

Welcome! Another week of Tuesday Tales brings another excerpt of HIS LEADING LADY.  Mark Davis gets a chance to play quarterback on his team, Nevada Gamblers. But the starting QB hates him and they have words. Caution - bad language. 

HIS LEADING LADY

He made eye contact with his friend, Harley Brennan, a wide receiver. Harley smiled a knowing smile and glanced at the stands. Mark called the play. When the ball was snapped, Mark’s total concentration was on the game. He dropped back. The line held long enough for him to fire a shot at Gam Leadbetter, who was about fifteen yards out, and not covered. Gam plucked the ball out of the air and ran for a few more yards before he was brought down.
Adrenaline surged through Mark’s veins. He was so focused he didn’t even hear the crowd cheering. When the huddle broke, he handed the ball off to Harley who ran for twelve more yards for another first down. Mark was pumped. Again they huddled. This time, one of their tackles slipped up and Wyoming’s middle linebacker broke through the line. He was enormous and charging straight for Mark. 

Before he even blinked, his football instinct kicked in. Mark, faked right, then cut left, side-stepping the defender diving for him, and took off. Finding a hole in the defense, he ran for eleven yards, then slid in just before being tackled. The crowd went wild. Mark could do no wrong. Smart enough not to let his luck go to his head, he calmly broke the huddle and took the ball back for another throw. Again he landed a

bullet, this time in Harley’s arms. Touchdown!

A warm feeling of satisfaction traveled through his veins. A peek at the stands confirmed that Penny, on her feet cheering, had seen it all. He removed his helmet and sank down on the bench.
“Don’t let a few lucky plays go to your head, Davis, you douche bag,” Darvin said.
“Luck had nothing to do with it.”
“Call me when you get to my level, in about ten years.”
“Go fuck yourself.”
A stern look from the coach silenced Mark. Darvin made a face behind the coach’s back. I’m not going to let this asshole take away my victory. Turning his head, Mark directed his gaze toward the stands. Penny was watching him. He lifted his hand in a brief wave and she smiled. Darvin turned to see who Mark was looking at.
“You fucking piece of shit! She’s mine.”
“In your dreams.” Mark said.

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Holidays, Real and Fictional & Everyone Wins - Day 1

I have been asked why I put holidays into my books so often. I guess it's because holidays were happy times for me growing up. Holidays are pivotal times for my characters, drawing them closer together, whether it's a happy time or sharing sadness and loss.

SPECIAL BLOG POSTS

I'm doing a special holiday blog series over the next few weeks. I'll post one real holiday memory of mine, along with a short holiday scene from one of my books. 

Everyone wins! I'm giving away a pdf of CHAMPAGNE FOR CHRISTMAS to everyone who leaves a comment and an email address. I plan to have at least 7 posts. I hope you'll tag along. Here's the first. It's Thanksgiving.
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REAL LIFE MEMORY

     When my parents got older, doing Thanksgiving at their house in Rye became a burden. So we invited them to our small apartment. My mother always baked her fabulous pumpkin pies and brought them along in the trunk of the car.

One year, we had snow for Thanksgiving. Not just a dusting, but a good four inches. I remember my anxiety as I watched out the window and the damn snow kept falling. I enjoyed Thanksgiving with my parents. They were always in a good mood and grateful to be invited to our house. I didn't want to do the holiday without them.

 They called about ten o'clock in the morning. I remember my father saying they couldn't come because they couldn't bring the pies, as driving was out of the question. I told him to come anyway. I could always replace a pumpkin pie, but could never replace him. He chuckled.

     In the end, they did schlep the pies on the train and took a bus almost 40 blocks, each one shepherding a pie in a shopping bag. I remember being so surprised and impressed they were able to handle everything. If I ever wondered whether or not they valued coming to our house, I had my answer. 

Not exactly your typical mother//daughter Thanksgiving moment from THE RENOVATED HEART.

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Snow still floated down from the heavens at eight in the morning on Thanksgiving Day, spreading a quieting blanket of white on the world. Kit awoke to find Tunney asleep with his arm around her. She stretched her legs and arms, feeling deliciously happy. He had declared his love for her, there was snow, and Zoe was here. Soon the great bird would be in the oven. She’d be elbow deep cooking her favorite meal.
She rolled over, snuggling up to him, pushing her breasts against his chest and winding her arms around his neck. He opened his eyes. A grin slowly took over his face, his mussed dark brown hair fell in his eyes. His hand squeezed her shoulder while he nuzzled her neck.
She raked her fingernails down his back, eliciting a moan from him. He rolled over on top of her, pushing the quilt down to his waist. She wrapped one leg around him. They shared a passionate kiss when the door burst open.
“It’s snowing outside!” Zoe announced, standing in the doorway, struck speechless by what she saw.
“Zoe!” Kit exclaimed, sitting up, covering herself with the quilt.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry,” she said, backing out of the room, closing the door.
“Oh, God,” Kit groaned, falling back on the bed.

A bit about the book 
Can a craving for mint chip ice cream and a passion for the theater spark romance? Hunky Clint is younger than Nina. He’s a budding playwright. Nina, an actress, is a beautiful, lonely, wealthy widow.  Mint chip ice cream brings them together but there is more to life th an ice cream and steamy romance. Can their love of the theater keep them together or will it ultimately drive them apart
 More on the book here

                                                                   
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