If you are a big fan of Romance please consider going to Celebrate Romance in Kansas City this March 2-4. This is a great conference put on by a great group of ladies that give the readers time to interact with the writers of their favorite books. Some of the author attending are
Jules Bennett
Sandy Blair
Stephanie Burke
Rod Casteel
Linda Conrad
Lorraine Heath
Isabo Kelly
Janette Kenny
Amy Knupp
Jade Lee
Ann Macela
Donna MacMeans
Cathy Maxwell
Jewel McGuire
Terry McLaughlin
Jenna Petersen
Kay Sisk
Kay Stockham
Melody Thomas
Vicki Lewis Thompson
Lori Wilde
For information visit their web site at Celebrate Romance
http://www.crspring.com/
I'm sorry I can't go this year, but to Cybil, Karen and Leann I just want to say thank you for making this happen every year.
Monday, January 22, 2007
Thursday, January 11, 2007
Rising Wind
A new year and a new book. Rising Wind will be released in August and I'm already excited about it.
Let me introduce you to Connor Duncan, the first Duncan to come to the colonies. The year is 1774 and the country is on the verge of Revolution. But first they have to fight the Indians on the western frontier of the Ohio River. And the dreaded and savage Shawnee have taken the love of Connor's life, Carrie Murray.
Last of the Duncans
Leaving behind the Highlands for the New World at the tender age of ten, Connor Duncan learned quickly that only the fit and the fortunate survive. He was both, becoming a scout and an expert marksman…a man to be reckoned with. He knew his way through the backwoods as well as any Shawnee, but he was far less comfortable in the drawing rooms of Williamsburg. What was a rough-hewn frontiersman like he to do with a sheltered beauty like the governor’s niece? But there seemed to be no way to avoid the “Virgin Widow,” especially when she insisted on accompanying him on a dangerous mission through the wilderness to Fort Savannah. Neither capture, nor torture, nor the violent birth pangs of a young nation could keep them apart or stop the founding of a brand new dynasty of Duncans.
I hope you are as excited about this story as I am.
Let me introduce you to Connor Duncan, the first Duncan to come to the colonies. The year is 1774 and the country is on the verge of Revolution. But first they have to fight the Indians on the western frontier of the Ohio River. And the dreaded and savage Shawnee have taken the love of Connor's life, Carrie Murray.
Last of the Duncans
Leaving behind the Highlands for the New World at the tender age of ten, Connor Duncan learned quickly that only the fit and the fortunate survive. He was both, becoming a scout and an expert marksman…a man to be reckoned with. He knew his way through the backwoods as well as any Shawnee, but he was far less comfortable in the drawing rooms of Williamsburg. What was a rough-hewn frontiersman like he to do with a sheltered beauty like the governor’s niece? But there seemed to be no way to avoid the “Virgin Widow,” especially when she insisted on accompanying him on a dangerous mission through the wilderness to Fort Savannah. Neither capture, nor torture, nor the violent birth pangs of a young nation could keep them apart or stop the founding of a brand new dynasty of Duncans.
I hope you are as excited about this story as I am.
Tuesday, January 09, 2007
Football junkie
In the past few years I've gotten hooked on the NFL. At first I just loved it because it was great background noise for my Sunday afternoon nap. But now I'm really getting into it. I loved watching the Carolina Panthers not win this year. I also followed the Patriots, the Giants and the Colts. Tom Brady is just plain hot and what's not to love about the Manning brothers?
Okay, so I admit it. It's not the NFL. It's the hot quarterbacks that get me. I won't even get into their tight pants. I just love seeing good looking guys getting physical on the field.
But I am following teams. College and Pro. Wake Forest had a dream season this year and could anyone besides those people in FL predict the blow-out last night in the BCS national championship?
And what about Tony Roma flubbing his dream seaon with a fumble. That hurt to even watch it.
So bring on the Superbowl. I am so there for every minute of it. Especially if the Colts or the Patriots make it!
Okay, so I admit it. It's not the NFL. It's the hot quarterbacks that get me. I won't even get into their tight pants. I just love seeing good looking guys getting physical on the field.
But I am following teams. College and Pro. Wake Forest had a dream season this year and could anyone besides those people in FL predict the blow-out last night in the BCS national championship?
And what about Tony Roma flubbing his dream seaon with a fumble. That hurt to even watch it.
So bring on the Superbowl. I am so there for every minute of it. Especially if the Colts or the Patriots make it!
Friday, January 05, 2007
I want snow
iPod All The Wrong Reasons Nikelback
It's raining here. And close to seventy degrees. And even though I feel bad for the people in Colo and out west I want snow.
I got boots for Christmas. And a heavy coat. I have mittens, hat and a scarf. I've got warm slippers, flannel pants and a Be Careful or you'll wind up in my novel sweatshirt. The hot chocolate is stocked! I'm ready for a snow day.
I've even got sleds for our steep driveway. Bring it on!
Snow Snow Snow!
It's raining here. And close to seventy degrees. And even though I feel bad for the people in Colo and out west I want snow.
I got boots for Christmas. And a heavy coat. I have mittens, hat and a scarf. I've got warm slippers, flannel pants and a Be Careful or you'll wind up in my novel sweatshirt. The hot chocolate is stocked! I'm ready for a snow day.
I've even got sleds for our steep driveway. Bring it on!
Snow Snow Snow!
Thursday, January 04, 2007
Routines
iPod Don't Phunk With My Heart by Black Eyed Peas
I'm trying to get back into a routine. Work of course is the first priority. One think I realized is that I love to check my friends blogs every morning. But I'm bad about ignoring mine. So this is my first effort and trying to keep up with this everyday. Of course I might not have anything interesting to report but I'll try.
This morning I had every intention of going to the Y for a long needed workout. But I couldn't get my car out of the garage. Plus my living room was covered with sleeping college students. They all crashed at our house last night because we have a hot tub.
And as I picked my way across the bodies and threw wet towels into the hamper I realized that this is one of their last times of being so carefree. This group that has hung together since elementary school all graduate this year. They'll be getting jobs, moving away, getting married. I remember just four years ago when one girl hung onto my son and cried because they were all going to seperate colleges and she would miss him so much. Yet here they are, still together. A few have fallen out. but the core still stands strong. I hope ten years from now they remember the strength of their bond. Good friends are a blessing. And Old friends are a treasure.
I'm trying to get back into a routine. Work of course is the first priority. One think I realized is that I love to check my friends blogs every morning. But I'm bad about ignoring mine. So this is my first effort and trying to keep up with this everyday. Of course I might not have anything interesting to report but I'll try.
This morning I had every intention of going to the Y for a long needed workout. But I couldn't get my car out of the garage. Plus my living room was covered with sleeping college students. They all crashed at our house last night because we have a hot tub.
And as I picked my way across the bodies and threw wet towels into the hamper I realized that this is one of their last times of being so carefree. This group that has hung together since elementary school all graduate this year. They'll be getting jobs, moving away, getting married. I remember just four years ago when one girl hung onto my son and cried because they were all going to seperate colleges and she would miss him so much. Yet here they are, still together. A few have fallen out. but the core still stands strong. I hope ten years from now they remember the strength of their bond. Good friends are a blessing. And Old friends are a treasure.
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