Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Sunday, January 25, 2009
When a romance isn't.
I love romance. And hate when books are labeled as such without one sexually tense moment or a heated kiss.
Thats not to say that my romances have to have sex... they don't. The House on Tradd street comes to mind. A wonderful ghost story in which I can't wait for the sequel.
But when I'm half way through a novel and I've no idea who the hero is I wonder how on earth it was labeled a romance?
Okay... I'm venting. Mainly because I have to finish said novel for a review. UGH. It's a good book, but not a romance. UGH....
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Monday, January 19, 2009
Kilts - Why we love them!
My next video blog will be all about why we love our heros. While you're waiting for that. Enjoy this.
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Tag... Six things that make me happy.
I've been tagged by a very good friend and peer, Dayana Knight, over at
http://www.dayanaknight.blogspot.com/
The rules are simple.
Link to the person who has tagged you.
Write down six things that make you happy.
Post the rules, tag six others and let them know you did it.
Then tell the person when your entry is complete.
Six Things That Make Me Happy...
1.) When my kids are getting along!
2.) My husband.
3.) Making someone else smile and laugh.
4.) Health
5.) Writing
6.) Obtaining my goals.
Now I am going to tag six others:
Kaye Manro at http://kayemanro.blogspot.com/
Helen Hardt at http://helensheroes.blogspot.com/
Christie Silvers at http://christiesilvers.blogspot.com/
Ann Campbell at http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewProfile&friendID=411100206
Rachel E. Moniz at http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewProfile&friendID=70024365
Nancy O'Berry at http://obe-romancingtheblog.blogspot.com/
Okay... Tag your it!
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Binding Vows has a cover.
I'm happy to share with you my cover for my up coming release Binding Vows.
Rae Monet is the cover artist and I couldn't be happier. Here is the blurb and excerpt.
Duncan MacCoinnich' s task… Travel to the twenty-first century Renaissance Fair, deflower the Druid virgins, and go home. Only his job is not so easily accomplished with the virgin in question, Tara McAllister . Time is running out. The evil is closing in on them both.
Tara finds Duncan irresistible after what was supposed to be a mock Hand-fasting binds them.When Duncan whisks her to his home in Scotland , she could accept that. But, can she forgive him for taking away her modern life, when she finds herself in the sixteenth century?And, is it love they feel? Or something else?
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"Where are you going, Tara ?"
"Out!"
"I can see that, but where?" She stopped and turned. "Far away from you."
He almost collided with her. Before he could react, she was storming off again, as he shouted, "A lady is not safe out here by herself."
She stopped. This time he didn't stop in time and fell into her.
Hands at her sides, her chest thrust up next to his she gritted between her teeth. "A lady isn't safe around you either."
" Now , Tara ." He tried pleading with her.
"Oh, don't you even ..now, Tara ' me." She stepped to the side and started off, in a different direction. Stalking in circles.
He let her walk for several minutes before attempting to speak to her again. "I would be happy to escort you on a walk. But, we need to get you more properly dressed." He knew the effect watching her walk in tight jeans was having on him, he could only imagine what his men must have thought when she stormed the courtyard.
"You're a bastard, you know that MacCoinnich? "
He wanted to counter what she said, but cautioned himself against it. "Still, we need you in more fitting clothes. If someone were to come along, questions would be raised which would be most difficult to answer."
"You should have thought of that before you brought me here." She waved a hand in his general direction. "Right now, I don't give a crap what questions you might have to answer."
"I told you how necessary it is for secrecy." He turned to the Keep and noticed some of the men watching, curious about what would happen. He needed to put a stop to this and soon.
"Bite me."
A completely inappropriate image of him doing exactly that popped into his head. A slow lazy smile inched over his lips. Unfortunately, for him, Tara read his thoughts. She didn't find them nearly as entertaining as he did.
"You ass..." She raised her hand to slap his face.
He caught her hand before it made contact.. "I've had enough of this."