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Friday, September 10, 2010

Romantic Vegas Weddings -- Michelle Monkou


My October release - The Millionaire's Ultimate Catch - is all about a millionaire hero seeking the heart of a professional basketball heroine. She's a tough cookie. He's got his hands full as he works for her attention and ultimately her love.

This past week I saw the fruition of that romantic courtship in Las Vegas, Nevada. Who knew that the end of August and early September was "let's get married in Vegas" time. Yet, with the backdrop of hotel settings like the Venetian or Palazzo Italian-themed hotels, you can understand why the location was chosen.

I also saw the guys who were there for the bachelor parties - pre-alcohol laden which then turned into blitz-out-of-their-minds ugly. I wondered what was the underlying reason to have to get blindly drunk right before the marriage.

The few bridal showers I came across usually consisted of a table of young women giggling, squealing, and toasting the bride, their friendship, and any other handly reason. Many had bridal veils pinned to their hair to highlight the bride-in-waiting. I also raised my glass in honor as their infectious delight carried over to nearby tables.

While walking through the Bellagio Hotel, a bride was making her way up a winding staircase. Everyone stopped and talked in hushed tones. Strangers with their cameras ready formed a semi-circle at the head of the stairs for the bride's entrance. I wondered what they would do with the footage of a stranger's wedding. And yet, I also waited excited and hopeful for the new couple.


So, for all the couples who shared their vows in Vegas -- Congrats! May your lives be filled with love and sweet romantic realities.
Michelle Monkou
The Ultimate Millionaire's Catch
Available October; pre-order now

Thursday, September 09, 2010

Fall Books, Hooray! by Megan Crane

The fall always seems like the start of the new year to me, and I'm not even in school any longer. But the moment Labor Day passes, I find myself in a fall mentality. I want the weather to change. I want the earlier nights, the cooler air. I want to nestle into thick sweaters and write write write. I'm always more productive in the fall. I don't know why, exactly--it might be that part of me that used to get so excited about all the new books, new pens and pencils, new notebooks, new classes.

And new books! The fall seems to be chock-full of long-awaited books by favorite authors. I just got my copy of Jennifer Crusie's newest in the mail, and I can't wait to start reading it:



And then in November there will be Nalini Singh's latest Psy/Changeling book:



I'm excited about the fourth and final book in Nora Roberts's Bridal Quartet, because that means I can start reading them. (I don't like to wait, and I'm already neck deep in too many long-running series as it is! I usually wait for new ones with known endings to be finished before I start.)

I can't wait for Alpha by Rachel Vincent. It's the last in that series, featuring a love-triangle that causes me so much pain that I decided to stop reading the books until they were all out so I wouldn't have to wait in-between books and work myself up into a frenzy. The pain will stop--or kill me--in October:



There will be more books from Anne Stuart, a book with the best title ever: Carolyn Brown's My Give A Damn's Busted, a new Kresley Cole, brand new (I mean even newer than me!) Presents author Maisey Yates's debut book His Virgin Acquisition, a new Natalie Anderson, new Balfour Brides books each month in the delicious new Presents continuity, and I could go on and on and on.

I should probably tell you that if you're in the UK, you can read my alter ego Caitlin Crews's third Mills & Boon Modern right now:



And if you're in North America, you can read my second Harlequin Presents in a few short weeks:



What books are you excited to curl up with this fall? What books are already on your TBR lists?

Wednesday, September 08, 2010

Pet party patter - Kandy Shepherd




Do you celebrate your dog or cat’s birthday with a party for them? I have to admit that I don’t—though my pets get their favorite treat meal, maybe a new toy, and extra cuddles and hugs on their “special day”.

Lots of people take pet parties to the next step, though. When I Googled “dog party” I was amazed to see more than 66 million results. That’s a heck of a lot of doggy party favors; doggy party treats; and doggy party venues.

What really surprised me were the more than 47 million results for “cat party”. Kitty parties? Not for the cats in our family! Miss Tabitha endured being dressed in doll’s clothes and wheeled around in the dolly stroller when both she and my daughter were little. But would she or our other two cats put up with the indignity of party hats and fancy dress? I don't think so.

Dogs are more obliging and also, perhaps, more sociable. The pictures I’ve posted on this page are from the day when my friend Kyle kindly had her dogs Cobber and Kaylee, with their friend Sampson, test the pup cakes from the recipe on my website. (The heroine of my first novel LOVE IS A FOUR-LEGGED WORD is a chef and she creates baked goods for dogs. ) The doggy guests started off on their best behavior until greed took over and Samson snuffled more than his fair share. These cute photos really sold me on the idea of puppy parties.

So I had a lot of fun with a doggy birthday party in my July release novel from Berkley Sensation, HOME IS WHERE THE BARK IS. Heroine Serena Oakley runs an upscale doggy day-care where posh puppy parties are a regular event. PI hero, Nick Whalen, thinks dogs should be fed on table scraps and kept outside. Working undercover, he finds himself setting up a party for a pack of pampered pooches. Poor Nick—they say authors should torture the characters in their books and taking part in the puppy party is definitely torture for him.

Do we always know the actual date of our animals’ birthdays? If they’re rescues, we might have to hazard a guess or celebrate on the day we found them or brought them home from the shelter. It’s easier with horses. They have an official birthday: January 1st in the northern hemisphere and August 1st in the southern hemisphere.

Of course the very best thing about the birthdays of dogs, cats or horses is that they are very forgiving if their birthday happens to slip your mind!

Do you ha
ve a pet birthday story to share? I'd love to hear it. Leave a comment for a chance to win a signed copy of HOME IS WHERE THE BARK IS. Please include your email address.

http://www.kandyshepherd.com

Thanks to Sampson’s owner Chris for the photos.

Tuesday, September 07, 2010

Getting the Blood Pumping - Annie West

Before I start, let me confess that I'm not an exercise addict. (I can hear my friends chortling right now at the thought!) My idea of the perfect exercise is flipping the next page over in a terrific book, perhaps while reaching occasionally for a nice cool drink!

However, my sedentary lifestyle is catching up with me. I spend long hours in front of a computer these days and it's convinced me of the need to keep moving, making the blood pump harder and using those slack muscles more. Otherwise I fear I'll turn into a stiff, hunchbacked writer who can barely straighten from her office chair.

Besides, I find that fresh air and a bit of activity make me feel better, readier for writing and full of renewed enthusiasm. Also, there are times when a walk gives me time to focus on a story idea and provides a brand new twist or emotional dimension to the plot I thought I'd already worked out.

Sometimes my exercise is restricted to pottering in the garden (which sounds so nice when in actual fact it's a bit of a jungle right now. Everything's got out of hand so much I could actually have a man eating tiger or two out there and not know it - so you can guess this is not a picture of me in my yard). Taking the dog for a walk is good too - it blows the cobwebs away and if I'm lucky it means my old pooch is too tired afterwards to bark at possums in the middle of the night.

I'm not into competitive team sports any more, though a few of my friends are and I can see the allure of getting together with mates for an invigorating game of tennis or football or whatever. Thinking of team sports I decided to add a photo of a cricketer, symbolic in many ways of summer sports here in Australia. Though why you'd want to stand in the blazing heat of a cricket pitch all day... (ahem). In midsummer I prefer to watch others play sport.

I belong to a gym and when I'm in the habit of going regularly, it's fantastic. I can feel the increased energy levels and I move better (no I don't mean I sashay elegantly, but that all the moving parts work more easily!). Swimming's fun but these days I tend to spend a fair bit of time lolling rather than doing laps. I like bushwalking and have been known to enjoy a long stroll by the coast or in the mountains. Running just seems like too much effort. I have a friend who swears by dancing, and particularly the tango as a way of keeping fit and enjoying herself. Another very energetic person I know runs triathlons and yet another prefers Tai Chi for a bit of disciplined but gentle exercise.

How about you? What do you do to get the blood pumping? Are you a sports enthusiast or do you prefer something a little laid back? If you're not so mobile these days, what are your preferred activities now?

To help get the discussion started, I'll give away a copy of my current UK release PASSION, PURITY AND THE PRINCE to someone who comments. Actually, my bookworm heroine, Tamsin, does have a fave sport, and her hero, Alaric, is into all sorts of extreme sports. Maybe I'm making them do all the exercise I never get around to! Visit my website to read an excerpt of their story, which is available from Mills and Boon, The Book Depository (with free postage) and UK Amazon.


Monday, September 06, 2010

The Top 8 Professions of a Romance Character --- Susanna Carr

It's Labor Day in the United States, which is a holiday that celebrates the achievement of American workers. That got me thinking...

A couple of months ago I read a news article about an evolutionary psychology research study on Harlequin book titles. Part of the research was listing the 20 most frequently occuring professions in 15,000 Harlequin titles published between 1949 and 2009.

The top professions were:

1. Doctor (388 titles)
2. Cowboy (314 titles)
3. Nurse (244 titles)
4. Boss (142 titles)
5. Prince (122 titles)
6. Rancher (79 titles)
7. Knight (77 titles)
8. Surgeon (77 titles)

The finding surprised me, but it also proved to me that the titles don't tell the whole story. Romance heroes and heroines have so many more interesting occupations and professions. They can be anything from artists to assassins -- or both!

Right now I'm reading The Cinderella Deal by Jennifer Crusie. The hero is a professor and the heroine is a professional storyteller, or as the hero sees it, a professional liar.

What are the characters' occupations in the book you're reading right now?

Friday, September 03, 2010

It’s All About the Dream... Except When It’s About the Fantasy - Tawny Weber

by Tawny Weber

Dreams... We all have them, don’t we? Some special dream we like to think about. Maybe it’s to write a book or to craft a bigger career. To find Mr. Perfect and/or raise a family. Or my current favorite, to have a body we personally admire. Or maybe that vague thing called financial security.

My dreams right now focus on a little bit of all of those.

But for Drucilla Robichoux, the heroine in my September Blaze, RIDING THE WAVES, her life is completely focused on building her dream career as an astrophysicist. A great dream, right? Except she’s so busy with that, she finally realizes that her love life totally sucks. Suddenly, she’s obsessed with the fantasy of having at least one memorable sexual escapade. Something she can look back on and smile over, that might not keep her warm at night but will give her plenty of memories to use to warm things up on her own if she has to. So she takes her friend’s advice and heads off to a luxury beachside resort for vacation. On her first night, she discovers the answer to her dream –or in this case, her fantasy—in the form of a hot, sexy surfer who makes her insides melt. She gives in to the fantasy and has a wild, intense and memory-worthy boy-toy fling.

Then she heads back to the dream. Only her fantasy is there, waiting. So... how does she reconcile her day to day dream and her hot sexy fantasy? Well, let’s put it this way... She doesn’t do it very well *g* At least, not at first.

So this made me think. I’ve got quite a few dreams. And I’ve got a few fantasies. For instance, nurturing my marriage and growing old next to the man I love is a wonderful dream that I work on every day (well, to tell you the truth, I’m trying to avoid the growing older part, but so far no luck). But my Johnny Depp fantasy is pretty awesome. And yet, as much as I love both, I probably can’t combine the two. At least, I haven’t figured out how, yet :-D

How about you? Is there some special dream you’re working towards? How’s that going? Do your dreams and your fantasies ever conflict with each other? If you care to share, I’ll pick one name from the comments to win a book from my backlist!

Thursday, September 02, 2010

Fall is around the corner -- and a giveaway

Okay, so it's September. Time to start thinking about cooler temperatures if you live in the Northern Hemisphere. I've actually seen posts on Twitter where people in the PNW have said they had 53 degrees and rain! Yikes!

I'm in Alabama, which is thankfully a bit farther south than that. Our temps are still in the low 90s--and I don't want that to change much. I'd be happy with 85 and no humidity. As far as I'm concerned, it could stay that way year round.

I used to live in Hawaii, so I'm quite familiar with summer all year long. I thought I missed fall and winter and spring -- but the truth is I didn't miss winter at all. And that's the problem with fall being upon us, really. It means winter is around the corner. And I don'wanna!

Then again, last winter in Alabama was very miserable. We had snow--gasp!--and ice that shut down the roads for days on end. We had sub-20 degree temperatures. I do not approve. About all I'm willing to give winter is 45 degrees. And I don't even like that. I'd be happier with 60.


But, to keep myself happy, I'm currently working on a story set in a hot desert climate. There's a sheikh, of course, and a steamy romance to keep me warm.

And, speaking of sheikhs, I have a sheikh story out in the UK right now. It's a part of the New Voices anthology. There's me, Nikki Logan, Molly Evans, and Ann Lethbridge. It's a gorgeous book with four stories -- what could be better?

But there is yet another cool thing about it! An introduction by Katie Fforde in which she says, and I quote: "If you love romance, you'll love Mills & Boon New Voices and, if you haven't read a Mills & Boon romance for a while, this collection should make you remember just how good falling for a gorgeous man can make you feel."

I'm not ready for fall, but I'm always ready for a warm, hot, sexy, funny, lovely (I could keep going!) romance with two people who heat up the pages with passion and intensity. Today, to help you prepare for declining temperatures (brr!), I'll give away ONE copy of this gorgeous book to a lucky commenter! Tell me what your favorite season is and why! And it's okay if you like the colder months, though I think you're crazy.... *g*


About the book: This title features four fabulous new writers introduced by bestselling author Katie Fforde. Includes: "Kept for the Sheikh's Pleasure" by Lynn Raye Harris - King Zafir bin Rashid al-Khalifa does not care for surprises like the reappearance of his ex, Dr Genie Gray! But now Zafir has the power to demand a willing Genie in his bed; "Seven-Day Love Story" by Nikki Logan - Jayne Morrow has moved far away from prying eyes, so when rugged Outback ranger Todd Blackwood strides onto her land, she won't let him into her heart; "Her No.1 Doctor" by Molly Evans - Travel nurse Carla Lopez is back in Santa Fe but with a time limit! She's instantly attracted to gorgeous Doctor Max Kelton's cool competence, but will he notice her this time around? and, "The Governess and the Earl" by Ann Lethbridge - Mrs Sarah Drake applies for the position of governess to the notorious dark Earl of Ralston's motherless son. But the brooding Earl expects the new governess to be a matronly widow, not a shapely young lady!

Thanks to the Random Number Generator, the winner of the book is Chey! Chey, send me your info at Lynn AT LynnRayeHarris DOT com and I'll get the book in the mail!

Wednesday, September 01, 2010

Internet Horror Stories!

I remember, way back when, getting my first PC at work. As an accountant, it was supposed to make life so much easier because we would have electronic spreadsheets to do all our calculations. No more ten-key adding machines and pads of 13-column paper! And as a writer, wow, we could type in our words and then play with them, fix them, change them, cut and paste them! But today it seems like I’m a slave to all that technology! And God forbid anything should go wrong with my computer or my Internet connection, because it’s so darn complicated that I have no idea how to fix it! My computer died a couple of months ago. The techs at my local geek place said it was a bad hard drive. The computer manufacturer said it was virus in my software and refused to replace the hard drive under warranty. So I did a system restore instead. Mind you, all this took days and days of writing time! I didn’t lose any of my documents, but I lost all my e-mails and my address book. But finally, I had a restored computer. It worked for 3 weeks. Then, same problems, freezing screens, programs not working. This time, the manufacturer agreed it was the hard drive and yes, they’d replace it, but it’ll take about 3 weeks between sending it, repairing it, and returning it. Okay, I’m down with that! I’m using my netbook so at least I can still keep working. Then, on Sunday, the netbook suddenly refuses to enter the Internet! Something about conflicting IP addresses. After two days, I finally get someone to tell me what’s wrong and how to fix it. Bless you, Belkin Man! But really, what it points out is that without my computer, I can’t work. And that to me means I’m a slave to my technology. Maybe the old typewriter wasn’t so bad!

So, what’s your worst Internet or computer nightmare? Leave a comment and your contact e-mail address and I’ll enter you in the drawing for an autographed copy of Show and Tell, the second book in my Fortune Hunter Tales. I’ll also add you to my newsletter for updates if you aren’t already a member. BTW, today I’m taking my Mom to Sacramento to visit an old friend of hers that she knew in England. So I might not be able to get in and answer any comments for a couple of days (see, more slave to technology!).

Just a reminder, don’t miss the Take Your Pick excerpt on my website, but wear those oven mitts, because it’s explicit right from the get-go! Take Your Pick is available from Loose-Id.

And of course, Dead to the Max is finally available on Amazon Kindle with a text revamp, and thanks to Rosemary Gunn for creating that fresh new cover look.

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

A new season celebration! - by Natalie Anderson

So it’s the last day of August already! And what a month it’s been I can tell you – so full of super exciting stuff!
Firstly, it was the Romance Writers of New Zealand conference a couple of weeks ago. I’m still on a high. We had the most A-M-A-Z-I-N-G international speakers – Christopher Vogler, Stephanie Laurens and Jane Porter.
The three dove-tailed so beautifully – combining to highlight and give real validation on what we do as romance writers and reminding us why we love our genre so much. It was very inspirational – if ever you get a chance to hear any of those guys speak, LEAP at it – regardless of whether you’re a writer or a reader. It was so great to be in a room full of other writers where we were all excited and passionate and challenged to push through to the next level in our work. It was only my third conference but definitely the best for me so far – those speakers really were fabulous.
But the best thing to happen in August was just at the very end. I have the most fabulous writing buddy – we’re not actually ‘critique partners’, more each other’s support crew. We met almost five years ago and really hit if off from the start because we were both very committed to writing. She writes sweet and I write saucy. I was very fortunate to sell to Mills & Boon less than a year after we met. Meanwhile she kept on writing and writing and honing her craft. Through our respective ups and downs we’ve been each other’s head cheerleader.
We email or phone each other every day and report to each other on our progress – word count tallies and stuff. We’ve commiserated with each other on rejections and revisions and celebrated requests and reviews and crack the whip over each other when necessary.
I feel so incredibly lucky to have a someone who totally knows and understands the process and who is there simply to be a friend, ally and colleague and I love to be the same for her.
We rarely swap actual stories although we do brainstorm plot and sound out ideas. If we do send each other an actual file, it’s a ‘quick read and say its fabulous’ kind of support. But last year she sent through a first chapter that made me draw breath. She’d really nailed it. She won a contest with that, got a request, some revisions , more contest finals and wins. But last week, just a few days after conference where she’d been up and down from the stage getting all these rosettes, she got THE CALL.
I can’t tell you how thrilled I am. Soraya has worked so hard and is such a talented writer with a huge future ahead of her with Harlequin Mills & Boon Romance. If you want to join in her party, there’s a thread over at eharlequin.com.
And be sure to keep an eye out for her first release which I *think* will be out at the end of 2011 – but I’ll be back to remind you well before then and I’m sure she’ll be here too!
Meanwhile, I hope those of you in the northern hemisphere are looking forward to the beauty of Autumn. I can tell you we’re certainly looking forward to Spring down here in New Zealand! Already we’re seeing signs with lambs in the paddocks and daffodils along the fence line and the light is lasting longer with each day – it’s bliss.

So, to celebrate a wonderful month, I’m giving away a copy of one of my backlist books – PLEASURED IN THE PLAYBOY’S PENTHOUSE – which is one I dedicated to Soraya when she did another ‘quick support read’ for me. To be in to win, just comment below and let us know what you love most about either Autumn or Spring!!!

EDITED TO ADD: Thank you for your comments!!! Spring & Autumn are glorious seasons I think. Meanwhile PRACTIMOM you've won the book so please email me your postal address to I can send it out to you - natalie(at)natalie-anderson(dot)com

Sunday, August 29, 2010

As time goes by - Dara Girard

More than six years ago I wrote a series of essays for writers, professional and aspiring, to motivate those who have faced doubts, disappointment, rejection and other obstacles in the writing life, and encourage them to HANG IN THERE.
That book eventually became The Writer Behind the Words: Steps to Success in the Writing Life. The first edition came out in 2005 and the second in 2007. Now in 2010 the book is available on Kindle and in other e- formats.
In a recent interview on “Canned Laughter and Coffee” one of the hosts asked me if I hoped that having an e-book version of the book will give it new life. I said yes, but now that I think about it, the book never died.
The publishing industry treats books like produce. Meaning that a book has about four months to catch an audience before it’s destroyed. Dean Wesley Smith has a great essay called “Books are no Longer Produce” that expands on this idea. The truth is although books are treated like a carton of yogurt with an expiration date, they have a longer shelf life. Like all works of art, books are timeless, waiting quietly for their stories and knowledge to be discovered.
So as I embark on this new e-book venture, I want to encourage others who have stories or ideas to share NOT TO PANIC. You do not need to worry about rushing your book to market or about missing the latest trend or a fad. Fads fade. Good ideas and stories never do. Write on!

Dara
http://www.daragirard.com/

Friday, August 27, 2010

The "In and Out" Three Day College Visit



The mass market version of Being With Him comes out September 7th, and in the spirit of whoo-hoo, I'll give away three copies to the first three people who write to me through the contact page on my web site:

http://www.jessicabarksdaleinclan.com


(I know there are a number of you parents out there about to send off your college babies. Here's a little of what I figured out over eight collective years of parenting college-aged kids. Good luck!)

The “In and Out” Three Day College Visit

What do Olympia, Washington, Granville, Ohio, Huntingdon, Pennsylvania, and Sherman, Texas all have in common? Aside from all being very small to moderately populated cities, each hosts an excellent college that your high school grad might be attending this fall. Off you will all go for the orientation and the dorm move in, and away you parents will go, leaving your chick behind. Sometime after the holiday break, as the winter drags on and you find yourself pining for your college student, you decide to visit.

If your child were studying a major metropolitan area, your visit would be packed with tourist destinations. You could take in a play, a museum tour, a ferry ride around an island or two, and then pick the kid up at the dorm and have dinner at a Michelin rated restaurant.

Back in Sherman (population 2,930) or even Olympia (population 42,514), you don’t know what to do during your visit. You’ve driven the city in fifteen minutes. You’ve investigated the few blocks of downtown. You tour the campus again. And again. You will sit in the dorm room, wishing you could clean it. Meanwhile, your child who has managed to forge a life of his or her own wishes, frankly, that you’d go back to the motel.

After eight consecutive years with two sons who attended The Evergreen State College in Olympia, Washington, I developed what I call the “in and out” visit. This visit was a perfect balance of activity and then absence, gave me the dose of my kids I needed, and kept them from wishing I’d just go on home.

I would leave Oakland around 10 and arrive at SeaTac about between 11.30. I would rent a car and drive down to Olympia at a leisurely pace, managing to miss the afternoon commute. Before contacting my sons, I would check into the Red Lion Inn. If I hadn’t had the chance to workout at home, I would change and go over to the 24 Hour Fitness and have a nice workout.

Don’t expect your children to drop everything and rush to you the moment you show up. Do what you need to do. Take a nap. Eat a sandwich. Work out.

Then I would gather whatever child was around—both or one—plus the significant others of the time, and take them out to a great dinner. College aged students are always hungry, even if you can’t take them to a restaurant with even one star. At various times, we hit Gardner’s Seafood, Ramblin' Jacks, The Mark, and The Ranch House. This is the time for largesse –appetizers, entre, and dessert. If this is your child’s freshman year, he or she is bored to death of marginal dorm food and a night out will really be special.

The next day was mine. Really. The whole day. At first, I wasn’t so sure what to do on this day. In a big city, it’s easy: grab the kids, get on the subway and hit the fine arts museum and a major park. But what to do in the middle of proverbial nowhere? Get in the car and drive to some far away tourist site like Mount St. Helens? And when I asked my sons what they wanted to do, they just shrugged. I had imagined that they would entertain me. Wrong again.

So on my second “in and out” visit, I Googled Olympia and came up with a few really fun activities that I was able to spread out over a couple of visits, one we did several times.

I typed in “Things to do in Olympia, WA” and came up with a list that surprised my kids and one I kept adding to over the years. They’d been in town but hadn’t really explored it, except to go to class, the cafeteria, and friends’ dorms or apartments. As it turned out, they were as clueless as I was.

Here is a sample day’s outing. After coffee and baked goods at Caffe Vita, we headed to The Capitol Campus, which includes the Washington State Legislature, Supreme Court, and Governor's Mansion. Because Olympia is a small and has very groovy vibe (I call it Berkeley on the Sound), it’s often hard to remember it’s the state capital. The official web site will tell you the legislative building weighs 94,250 tons, but the bottom line is it’s a lot of massive stonework. Wander the buildings and head down to the park below the Capitol and Capitol Lake that sits at the mouth of the Deschutes River.

Next, with water as your guide, drive south three miles to Tumwater and Tumwater falls, the former home of Oly Beer. No Oly is brewed there anymore, and the failed brewery is for sale. But walk the trails of Tumwater Falls Park that follow the Deschutes and feature waterfalls, river, woods, and wetlands. You will likely spot local fauna, such as kingfishers, mergansers, and waxwings.

It’s probably time for lunch. My favorite pizza in Olympia is Vic’s, and you can buy it by the slice. Eat up, and then time for some bowling. Yes, bowling. Many small towns like Olympia still have old fashioned bowling alleys, and Westside Lanes reminds me of women named Ethel who wear pink bowling shirts. Rent some shoes, find a ball that fits, and see how well you can embarrass yourself.

On another trip, we drove a few miles north toward Tacoma and stopped at Nisqually National Wildlife Refuge. Currently, you can’t hike more than a mile or so, but the paths are set up for viewing and photographing aspects of the three thousand acres of preserved wetlands and forests. There you can observe migratory waterfowl, songbirds, raptors, and wading birds. When we visited, the three of us watched a blue heron fish pose stoically.

We’ve gone to Point Defiance in Tacoma, where we visited the zoo, walked the shore trail, and bravely faced Fort Nisqually Living Museum (people dress up as pioneers there. Don’t laugh!). Another time, we visited the Yashiro Japanese Gardens in downtown Olympia. On rainy days, we’ve gone to books stores and movies, too.

The evening after the long day is a more casual eating out. We have had burritos or salad or sandwiches, and then after a quick trip to the grocery store for an infusion of supplies for the college folk, I say goodbye and head back to the Red Lion Inn.

In the morning, I get in the rental car, get coffee, and then drive up from my midday flight home to Oakland.

What the “in and out” three day visit doesn’t do is put the burden on your student. They are busy with their classes and new friends and becoming themselves. They don’t have time to figure out an itinerary. So no matter that you are in a small town, you can find things to do that will be fun for you and your student. More importantly, you and they get to learn about their new town together, and that’s something you will both take away from their college experience.

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

An End-of-Summer Book Giveaway! by Caitlin Crews

According to my calendar, it is almost the end of August. I know this can't be true. If it is the end of August, that means summer is almost over. That means that I have a story due in a matter of days. That means that time has hurtled by, as it seems to do faster and faster all the time...

But that also means that my new book will be out soon! It should be available from eHarlequin next week, and available in stores in October.



Here's the blurb:

Her royal baby secret!


As treacherous and formidable as the desert he wishes to rule, Sheikh Tariq bin Khalid Al-Nur is furious that he cannot take the throne until he marries. But he cannot wed until he’s rid his dreams of the ordinary but bewitching Jessa Heath...


Jessa knows she and Tariq have unfinished business, but she is treading on shifting sands! What if she were to take control and allow herself the one night he’s offering? However, that’s all it would take to reveal the secret she has so desperately kept hidden…


I'm very excited about this book. It's my second for Presents, and very close to my heart. It's even stirred up a little bit of controversy already in the UK! I can't wait to see how readers feel about it here in North America.

In fact, I'm so excited about it that I think I'll give away a few copies here. Just leave a comment and let me know what your favorite summer book was this (nearly finished!) summer, and I'll pick a few winners this Friday.

Which, the way things are going, will seem as if it's three seconds from now!

Friday, August 20, 2010

Mangia - Jenny Gardiner

There cannot be a more perfect summer food than an heirloom tomato. I anticipate the arrival of real tomatoes from late October until mid- to late- July, when I finally am able to stockpile the real deal and am left to contemplate ever more uses of the tomato while supplies last. And when they’re gone, I crave them like a junky, and resist the urge to purchase those falsely perfect specimens of tomatoes at the grocery store—the flavorless, mealy, sad-sack imitations that they are.

Since I've been out of town a lot this summer, my weekend forays to the farmers market have been compromised far too often. So it was with relish that I stockpiled recently at the market, with definite plans for my stash. I beelined to my favorite tomato pusher (and yes, it does reach the level of addiction that justifies this moniker, what with the cost of an oversized Brandywine sometimes reaching $5 a tomato) , who had his stockpile at the ready.

I get greedy with tomatoes. And crave fresh bruschetta (pronounced with a hard “k” sound, like brus-K-etta, not with a “sh” sound). And fresh tomato sauce, which I make in bulk and freeze for the winter.


My latest addiction is smoked tomatoes, and I’ve had my smoker at the ready. Drizzle with some olive oil, sprinkle with fresh rosemary, smoke for 3 or 4 hours, and eat it straight from the smoker, hot and flavorful. Or put on top of fresh bread. Makes a lovely topping to a sandwich.
Here are two easy recipes that rely upon summer’s best tomatoes, combined with my favorite type of cooking, Italian. Combine with a glass of Sangiovese (I’m partial to reds) and maybe a salad made with all local greens and vegetables, and you have a perfect summer meal. Buon appetito!


Bruschetta
 (makes six generous portions)

•fresh baguette or loaf of ciabatta
•1-2 heirloom tomatoes
•couple of tablespoons extra virgin olive oil
•one container fresh mozzarella, mozzarella rinsed and patted dry
•5-6 fresh basil leaves, rinsed & patted dry
•about 1 tablespoon of very good balsamic vinegar
•2 cloves fresh garlic
•sea salt to taste

1. Heat gas grill up to high (or broiler), then turn down to medium high after heated up for five minutes or so
2. slice tomatoes into 1/4" slices
3. slice mozzarella into same size slices
4. slice baguette lengthwise and then into three segments--this will give you a total of six pieces of bread.
5. brush cut surface of bread with olive oil
6. cut garlic clove in half, rub exposed flat slice of garlic along oiled face of bread
7. grill bread till golden

to plate bruschetta, place 2-3 basil leaves on bread surface, layer next with 2-3 slices of tomatoes, 2-3 slices of mozzarella, small pinch of sea salt to taste, then drizzle with balsamic vinegar.


Pasta with Cherry Tomatoes, Basil and Mozzarella (Penne alla Caprese in Crudo) (from Lidia’s Italian-American Kitchen by Lidia Matticchio Bastianich)
from the author: I like to eat the pasta hot with room-temperature sauce, but you could just as well serve it all cold. In that case, toss the tomatoes and pasta while still hot, then set them aside until you’re ready to serve them. Finish the pasta by tossing in the basil and bocconcini and serve. I can go ondetailing recipes with minimal changes in the ingredient list or techniques but what I want to leave with you is not only recipes but the understanding, and hence the liberty and confidence, to deviate from the recipe path and come up with a version of the plate that reflects your personal taste and local produce. When you reach this point, cooking is truly a joy.


•1 pound ripe and juicy cherry tomatoes, rinsed, dried and cut in half (I often use heirloom tomatoes if cherry tomatoes aren’t available. Also, even though it changes the color of the dish, the sungold orange cherry tomatoes fresh from the farmer’s market are fabulous in this
)
•1/4 c. extra-virgin olive oil, plus more for drizzling over the finished pasta if you like (the higher quality the better)
•1 tsp. sea salt, preferably coarse (and do NOT use more than this or it will be too salty. Be sure to stir the sea salt well in the mixture so it dissolves thoroughly)
•pinch crushed hot red pepper

•4 cloves garlic, peeled
•1 pound penne (I like to use Farfelle, the bow-tie pasta)

•10 fresh basil leaves, shredded (for variation you could try mint, or even fresh sorrel would be lovely)
1/2 pound bocconicini (bite-sized fresh mozzarella), cut in half


Directions: Toss the tomatoes, oil, sea salt and crushed red pepper together in a large bowl. Whack the garlic with the side of a knife and toss it into the bowl. Let marinate at room temperature, tossing once or twice, for 30 minutes.
While the tomatoes are marinating, bring 6 quarts of salted water to a boil in an 8-qt. pot over high heat.
Stir the penne into the boiling water. Return to a boil, stirring frequently. Cook the pasta, semi-covered, stirring occasionally, until done, 10-12 minutes.
Remove the garlic from the marinated tomatoes and toss in the basil. Drain the pasta, add it to the bowl, and toss well to mix. Check the seasoning, adding salt and more crushed red pepper if necessary. Gently stir in the bocconcini and serve.

Makes 6 servings
*from the author: coarse sea salt: The melting of salt is a chemical reaction that draws the liquid from the tomatoes. The larger the salt crystal, the more liquid it will draw out. And that’s exactly what we want—more juice to use as a sauce for our pasta.

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Grandma and the Prince - Part 20 - Barbara Bretton


<==Grandpa Larry and yours truly, a thousand years ago! Estella, congratulations! You're the winner of my July giveaway. All I need is your mailing address and we're in business. You can email me here or here at barbarabretton AT gmail DOT com and I'll do the rest.

And Marybelle, I'm still waiting for your mailing address. You were June's giveaway winner. I look forward to hearing from you soon.
===============

This month I'm sharing a 1980 letter from my Grandpa Larry. He was 84 when he wrote it and legally blind. Keep in mind the man had only a sixth grade education. Everything he knew (and he knew a lot) he taught himself. He had a curious, searching mind, enormous discipline, and amazing wellsprings of strength.

His letter is in answer to one of mine. Right after I came home from the hospital after cancer surgery, I was contacted by a long-lost relative on Grandpa's side of the family. MS was in her early fifties at the time and she had recently embarked on a genealogical project that led her to contact Grandpa Larry, my parents, and me.

I laugh now at my wide-eyed innocence. I couldn't imagine how she had lived her entire life not knowing that Chippewa blood flowed through her veins. (Clearly I still had a lot to learn about family dynamics and keeping secrets.)

This is my grandfather's take on it.

--

March 11, 1980

Dear Barbara:

I hope that by the time you receive this letter you will be home from the hospital and feeling in good shape. I was glad to get your letter. You write such a nice letter. I hope that both you and Roy have been well. There seems to have been a lot of flu going around.

Well, I can understand your statement that this MS does not know anything about her heritage because her mother Marion did not likely know anything either. You would have to understand about my uncle to get the picture. I suppose that MS probably heard about it from one of the other second cousins.

You see, my uncle was not my favorite uncle, although I respected him and he treated me very well. It was just one of those things. Some relatives you like better than others. I am under the impression that he considered his Indian heritage as a skeleton in the closet and wished to keep it there. He was the youngest of his brothers and sisters and also the better educated. When he was a little boy, the Indian uprisings were still going on. Of course, we know that they were fighting to keep from being pushed back into the barren reservations and there was a lot of bitterness on both sides. Even when I was a small boy, Geronimo, Sitting Bull, and Crazy Horse – the great Indian commanders – were far more than just a memory. The Custer Affair at Little Big Horn (which happened on your birthday – look it up!) still rankled. As they would say, Indians were not some one you would invite in for a cup of tea. When my mother was so sick, we had another Indian girl named Carrie Zane from another nearby Indian family help take care of my mother. Also nearby was a stately old Indian named Tecumca Tony Jones who had somehow come into money – his family gone to the four winds – lived alone in a big red brick house. Nobody ever paid any attention to him but he always conducted himself with great dignity. So now I will try to tell you about my uncle.

I never knew too much about him early in my life. I don’t know where he went to school. The thing I do know is that he had the finest penmanship of any I have ever seen, barring none. He used the old Spencerian style with pen and ink, a style which started out with the invention of the fountain pen and completely disappeared with the development of the ballpoint pen. It was done with a freehand motion, using the wrist. You have heard the saying “letter perfect,” well that was his writing He could take a sheet of white paper and with that freehand motion of light, shade, and flourishes, draw a most beautiful bird flying through the air. Unbelievable.

Lane, Kansas – where my uncle lived all his life from I guess late teens, was then – and as I remember it – a pretty town of about 800 people. It had an unusual number of good stores and business places, like two blacksmith shops, carpenter shops, and the like. It was located in the center of a rich farming community and many well-to-do farmers lived for miles around and used it as their business center and made Lane a busy, thriving town. But now my sister Lula tells me after the advent of the huge cooperative farms came in and bought up all of the individual farms and the farmers moved away, it went down to nothing and now there is not even a grocery store in the town.

During the good days of Lane, my uncle knew everybody from miles around and everybody knew him and he was a highly respected man. His two older daughters Clo and May, that I knew well, were both graduates of Baker University, a well-known college for women (in existence today) located at Baldwin. Not far from Lawrence, Kansas – the location of the University of Kansas.

He was one of the first, if not the first, to be appointed as a Rural Free Delivery mail carrier, a job he had for many years. His route was about 25 or 30 miles and he delivered six days a week by horseback, horse and buggy, and as the roads became better cared for, by an Indian-made motorcycle, and the last time I was there, by Model A Ford Touring Car. He was a hard-working man, and after he returned from his route, he would work the rest of the day and evening in one of the local stores.

The last ten years of my grandmother’s life, the years I knew her well, I never knew of him visiting her once, although he may have but I don’t think so. I have a pretty good idea why.

Of course, my Uncle Billy lived with her but with the exception of Lula and myself and on one or two occasions my cousin Ed Griffith (my Aunt Belle’s second oldest son) I never knew of a relative visiting her although it may have happened but my grandmother never mentioned it to me and I was with her as often as possible and we talked of many things, about her life as a girl in Ohio with her tribe and her early days in Kansas. But she was in a way too stoic and I never heard her complain about anything.

There is one thing I believe and that is that few, if any, of my uncle’s many friends and neighbors in and around Lane ever knew that the Little Old Injun Lady who lived in the log cabin in the woods near Rantoul – and not many miles from his home – was his mother.

I wonder if it was pride or shame.

This has been a long drawn out explanation but I have tried to show why I think it is highly possible that none of his children or grandchildren knew or were told anything about his mother’s origin and that is why I think that MS would not know and when did find out something, try to find out more.

Take care of yourself.

Love to both of you,

Grandpa

--

Grandpa was right. MS didn’t find out about her Chippewa heritage until after both of her parents died and she began studying genealogy. She grew up in California at a time when Indian blood was something to hide. I can’t remember a time when I didn’t know I was part Chippewa, but then I grew up in New York City where it was exotic and glamorous. Same country, same family, vastly different takes on an incontrovertible fact.

See you next month!

PS: I'm Barbara Bretton and I'm looking to give away some more books to a commenter who'll be chosen at random and announced right here next month.

PPS: The trade edition reprint of SOMEONE LIKE YOU will be out in early October. SPUN BY SORCERY, third in my Sugar Maple series, hits the stands in early November.

PPS: You can find me here or here or on Facebook. I hope you'll stop by and say hello.

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Cool Panic - Melanie Milburne

As writers we are always told to put our characters under pressure. Conflict, conflict, conflict! It is how we get to know who they really are when we force them to make choices. But what do you do when you are faced with a difficult choice? Or what about when you are faced with a crisis?


No one can escape life without a crisis or three, and certainly life would be very boring without conflict. I think most women feel conflicted every day. Should I work longer hours or spend more time with the family? Should I go to the gym or go straight home and collect the dry cleaning and the kids from the crèche along the way? We are faced with difficult choices every day and the way we respond to them defines who we are as people.

I spend a lot of my time in the imaginary world of my characters. I have just finished book number 40 so that is a lot of people, a lot of conflict and a lot of difficult choices. But the beauty of writing an up-ending romance of course is there is always a happy ending. If only that could be true of our lives as well!

I had a recent crisis that really tested me. My daughter-in-law had a nasty fall at our beach house just on sundown and broke her leg in three places. Our beach house is in a remote area. No hospital (apart from a small health clinic) within a hundred and forty kilometres. My son panicked, the four dogs we had with us panicked, my poor daughter-in-law panicked and was white with pain.

So what did I do? Well, let me tell you what I wanted to do. I wanted to reset the clock and turn back time. I wanted to erase my suggestion of a walk. I wanted to cry and scream in panic that this couldn’t be happening. I wanted to let go with hysteria because I am good at that, but guess what? I didn’t. I got myself together. I organised the appropriate phone calls, I locked the dogs back in the house, (actually I did have a little moment of hysteria when two of them refused to go inside at one point) and I organised my son to help lift my daughter-in-law into the car, where I then drove carefully and calmly to the local clinic where we were able to get her some pain relief before transfer to hospital.

So what did I learn about myself? Well, I can be cool and clear headed under pressure. I can make sensible, practical choices and keep everyone on track. But.

There is always a but!

When everyone had left and I was back at the beach house minding four still confused dogs I fell apart. I had my little meltdown but at least it was in private, apart from the dogs of course. The whole experience as upsetting as it was taught me that courage comes when we are under fire, just like our characters. Facing tough stuff, be it personal relationship disasters, personal injury or health or the health issues of loved ones can really show us who we are as people, what our values are and how we can ( or can’t) be relied on in a crisis.

I hope you don’t have to go through the drama of a loved one having such a bad leg break in order to discover something about yourself. Let me know what you would do in a crisis or how you deal with panic.

Happy reading,

Melanie Milburne

Monday, August 16, 2010

Libraries, the RWA National conference and me -- Michelle Styles

Cara Summer and Michelle Styles photo by Malle Vallik
My head is still spinning from the RWA National conference which finished just over  two weeks ago. I really enjoyed going. The venue was excellent, the people great and the chance to learn about what was happening in the industry fantastic.  All I can say is that going to the RWA National made a believer out of me and I intend to go to the one in NYC.
Much has been written about the literacy signing which has to be seen. I did meet Kandy Shepard who also is a gregular blogger on Totebags and sat next Cara Summers who is indeed lovely and charming. But one of my favourite things happened earlier that day -- the librarians lunch follow by the meet and greet with librarians and  booksellers.
Now, I love libraries. Libraries have always been important to me. The one where I grew up with its top floor dedicated to children's books and the ground floor where the adults books were and where one fine day when I was about 12, I decided I was old enough to brave. I discovered the Harlequin section and haven't looked back. Then there was the library less than a half block from my great aunt's house in St Paul Minnesota where every time we visited, I was allowed to go and check out books. And my high school library which was in the old library of the Uplands mansion and had hidden panels that I discovered one lunchtime. My university library where I worked first in the checkout and then, joy of joys in acquisitions where I was able to catalogue new books.  And finally, there is the Lit and Phil which is one of the last subscription libraries in England where  the lower room is reputed to be haunted and the reading room dates from 1824.
I also have a great respect for librarians as they are the gatekeepers of a lot of knowledge.
Unfortunately public libraries are under threat both in the UK and in the US because they are a soft option for cutting when budgets are tight. However, it is in times like these that we need libraries more than ever. And as people kept saying at the conference, no one has yet figured out how to do a browsing application for online bookstores.
So despite the temptation of Disney World, I looked forward to going to the lunch. There, I sat next to Gail Link who won the RWA bookseller of the year (couldn't have happened to a nicer person!) and her friend Linda who runs a reading group for Las Vegas libraries. There were several other librarians and two other authors --Carrie Lofty and Jacquie D'Alessandro. Sherrilyn Kenyon spoke about her library experience and why libraries were important to her.
Among other things, her university library had the textbooks she needed and couldn't afford. And like me, she was also a library volunteer in her youth. Although unlike me, it seems she keeps her books in rather better order. I may have a good collection of books but they are not catalogued or shelved in any order.
After the lunch, Sherrilyn stayed and signed every book.
The meet and greet was also fun as first I watched the hordes of librarians strip the goodie room bare and then I was able to meet various librarians and booksellers, including the lady who runs B&L Books in Altamonte Springs Fl whose husband's family hails from the same town where my husband grew up. It is a small world. But we were all brought together by a love of books.
So while the temptation to sight see was great, I was glad that I took the time to celebrate libraries and librarians.
Writing Contests/Opportunities for Aspiring Harlequin Authors
I wanted to highlight two things.
1. Fasttracking for Medical Romance. The Medical Slush pile was low and they do need authors so until the 24 August, HMB are fasttracking all MEDICAL submissions. See eharlequin for more information.


2. The New Voices Contest -- Harlequin Mills and Boon are looking to find a new author for ONE of their lines. And by New Author they do mean an unagented and unpublished author, a reader of Harlequin Mills and Boon who finally gets up the courage to enter. There is a public participation element to the contest which starts on 6 September as once the finalists are chosen, the public will be able to vote. The winner of the contest will see thier book published.  You can find out more on the New Voices website. One of the things that HMB authors are doing to support the contest is to hold Masterclasses. KateWalker is holding on 26 August at Doncaster Library 10 -12 pm, and I'm doing 2 -- one at Knareborough Library on 1 September 7- 9 pm and one at Haltwhistle Library Saturday 18 September  10:30 - 11:30 am. For those who can't get to a workshop, there is going to be loads of help on the New Voices website.

Michelle Styles writes for Harlequin Historical Romance. To learn more about Michelle  and her books visit her website.

Sunday, August 15, 2010

Books, are like Gardens - C.J. Barry

Can you tell I’ve written a lot of blogs this week? Can you tell I’m running out of ideas? It’s okay. I have a point.


Every summer I put in a backyard garden. It’s big, 20 feet wide by 30 feet long. A little daunting, if I hadn’t done it for the past 13 years. Which is also the exact same amount of time that I’ve been writing. Coincidence? I think not, and here is why.

As soon as the seed catalogs arrive, I start dreaming of my next garden. Imaging the plants I want and where they will go, because every garden is different. Visualizing colors and sizes and, tossing in a wild and crazy plant I’ve never tried before. Like ornamental corn or potatoes or Brussels sprouts. I plot out my garden on graph paper. I order seeds and research my next new, crazy plant. Just like dreaming up a new story idea. Interesting.

When Spring finally arrives, I buy my plants and seeds. I schedule the roto-tiller guy and prep the garden with fertilizer and peat moss. There is nothing like the smell of fresh tilled earth. Nothing. Except a good plot line.

Then it’s time to get dirty. Got my gloves, my little foam knee thingie-thing, my gardening hat (stylish!) and my plan. I go to work, laying every plant out carefully, digging perfect holes and sinking each plant into the ground. It takes time to make a good garden. It takes sweat and courage. Just like writing the book.

Once the garden is planted, the work is not done. You have to watch it, feed it, water it, and weed it. You have to keep the bunnies and deer out. You need to tend it, every day. Just like writing a book.

Finally, the harvest comes in and it’s as awesome as I imagined. It’s finished—beautiful and imperfect, just like my books. I pick veggies and herbs, and give them to family, friends, co-workers and strangers.

After all, I don’t grow the garden just for me.

See? There was a point after all. Happy gardening, happy writing, and happy reading, everyone!

CJ
http://www.cjbarry.com/

Saturday, August 14, 2010

Happily-ever-after…For Real - Lisa Dale

If I’d been a heroine in a romance novel when I was in my early twenties, I would have been the stubborn girl who vowed never to get married. Who put work and friends waaaaay before love. Who’d seen so many marriages break up that promising forever was as realistic as promising to sprout wings.
By the time I’d met my guy (when I was 21), I’d sworn off men for good in terms of real, meaningful romance. Of course, I’d sworn off men for good just about every other day that year, and yet I just couldn’t stop crossing my fingers that I’d meet “the one.”
I read romance novels by the dozens—the romantic in me needed something, and college guys weren’t it. I loved the idea of love—but it made more sense in novels than in real life. I vowed: No more dating for a while. Not ‘til I met someone who was worth going on a date with. And certainly, no more sports fans or business majors. They were off the list.
Then—there was Matt. At the bar with mutual, childhood friends (how had we never met before?). And of course, he was a sports fan and a business major. Totally off limits—but totally cute. I couldn’t help myself. I flirted with him a little, but I didn’t give him my number. I maintained self-control. Until his kindness, persistence, confidence, and soft heart won me over. Then, all bets were off.
Now, almost ten years after our first date, Matt and I just set a date to get married (July 2 of next year). And the little girl who never thought she’d find someone so perfect for her has grown up to be a woman who lives in constant gratitude for love that, at times, seems nothing shy of miraculous.
Now, we’re doing the fun stuff—picking out rings, calling DJs, and soon I get to go dress shopping. It all feels like something out of a dream!
And as for romance novels? I liked them before, when I didn’t know what this kind of love was. But now that I know firsthand, there’s so much more to appreciate.
SHOUT OUT TO READERS: What role have romances played in your life?
Best,

Lisa Dale
http://lisadalebooks.com/ (Come win cool books on my blog)

Friday, August 13, 2010

Mack and other muses - Kandy Shepherd




Meet Mack—he’s big, handsome, dark-haired, with soulful eyes and a serious fast-food habit. He’s the canine hero of my second book (released last month) HOME IS WHERE THE BARK IS. With his injured knee and craving for a fur-ever home, he wins the heart of my heroine, doggy daycare owner Serena Oakley. PI hero Nick Whalen soon succumbs too, though he wasn’t looking for a dog like Mack or, indeed, a woman like Serena.
Like other authors, I’m often asked are my characters inspired by people I know. But I’m also asked are my doggy characters inspired by real, animals.

The answer is the same to both questions: while there is no one person or one dog behind the characters I create, there are elements of many of the people (and dogs) I have met over my lifetime. That’s the way writers are: it all goes into the brain, is seasoned by the imagination and comes out on the page scrambled and shaken to find life as a unique fictional character.

The
kernel of Mack came from my friend Melinda’s dog Mate. Mate (left at top) is a large, friendly mixed breed dog who think he’s still a tiny puppy. Seeing this big animal trying to snuggle onto her lap is quite the laugh-out-loud sight! (I borrowed that sight for a scene with Serena.)
Mack grew further in my imagination after Melinda and I took a spur-of-the-moment trip to Ashland, Oregon for the annual Shakespeare Festival. (We couldn’t get into any plays so saw the movie of Mumma Mia instead!) We also wandered the delightful shops that line the main street. There we encountered the most enormous black dog I have ever seen. This gentle giant was sweet natured and graciously allowed my friend and I to pet him. (Here’s a rather blurry photo of him.) But I noticed some of the other people in the store skirt around him, obviously nervous. That got me thinking further about a dog with a lot to give that maybe no-one wanted.

Soon Mack became as real to me as any of the human characters I create. And then he became a cover boy, along with Bessie a purse-sized Yorki-poo who is also an important character in the story.

Now b
ack to my human characters and the hunky hero of HOME IS WHERE THE BARK IS, Nick Whalen. For looks, think a young Daniel Craig (James Bond), with elements of Jason O’Mara (Sam on Life on Mars) and David Cubitt (Det. Lee Scanlon on Medium). As to Nick’s personality, I can see aspects of the special, heroic men in my life have snuck their way into Nick—but in the interests of marital stability, I’ve decided not to name names!

Do you know a dog (or cat, or any other animal) with a memorable personality?
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