The Bitter Romance Writer

Why must I always find something to mock about other people’s happiness or romantic moments? Am I that uncomfortable with genuine emotion? With love? I write romance novels. I should be applauding these moments, shouldn’t I? But instead, I tear them down and pour my caustic words on top of them. A chilling thought is maybe I don’t really buy into what I’m trying to sell.

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Bring Me Some Flowers

It’s one of those rare occasions when my husband is out of the house without me.  I’m cruising around on Twitter and expecting him home any time and I thought, “What if he walked in with flowers?”  He won’t but it made me wonder what is it about men who never/rarely…

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"I made a chocolate cake…"

Nobody’s Fool The following is excerpted from the romantic comedy NOBODY’S FOOL by Barbara Meyers, released 1/6/15 from Samhain Publishing — She heard her mother’s approach from the back door and wished with all her heart that she’d made it to her room before now. She’d rather her mother not know…

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70 Years of "In love" – Give me a break

70 Years Of Love  “Couple married during war and never stopped being in love” This is the kind of magazine headline and teaser that drives me crazy.  Never stopped being in love?  I don’t buy it.  If they’ve been together for 70 years, I know there were times when they…

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A Forever Kind of Guy Quiz

THE FOREVER KIND OF GUY QUIZ Is he A FOREVER KIND OF GUY? Take this quiz and find out. 1. Your car breaks down on the freeway. When you call your guy for help he: A) Tells you to lock the doors, sit tight, he’s on his way B) Suggests…

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52 Pick Up

We want to feel special. Important. Loved. Approved of. If you don’t get those needs met in childhood by your parents, I’m pretty sure you’ll do what I did. Seek them out in other relationships until finally, you realize you don’t need these things from other people. You can give them to yourself and you’ve always had them from God.

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Soul…Mates

I like to think what we have in common outweighs our differences. I mean, here we are, thrown together again. Most of me is on top of him, as a matter of fact. That’s just where I landed. But he doesn’t seem to mind. In fact, he hasn’t moved a muscle, even with my weight nudging uncomfortably into his. That’s one of the things I love about him. He accommodates me no matter what.

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