You Lost me at Flashback I’ve noticed a trend lately in the books I’ve read or attempted to read. In fact, I’ve picked up two of them back-to-back. One was…
Lessons in Overthinking, Undermining and Second-Guessing It’s how many books later? Twenty? And as I review the formatted eBook version I ask myself, Is this just stupid? Will readers think…
Motivation vs. Enthusiasm Do you know the difference between motivation and enthusiasm? From my thesaurus: motivation: (n) ambition, inspiration enthusiasm: (n) keen interest, excitement From my dictionary: Motive: some inner…
The Animal Cover Dilemma Ever since the conception of Animal, I’ve had a vision of the cover. Nothing but the hero’s face, half of it in animal form. The title.…
“I remember the first time he brought you around. I was half in the bag at the time—hell, maybe more like three quarters of the way in, but I remember. He stood up a little straighter, tried to act like a gentleman, even if he didn’t have any idea what that looked like.”
Although it was inspired by friends of mine who have five daughters, one of whom is named Stephanie, and one of whom (the youngest) had a Christmas wedding, I'm not sure why I decided to write a romantic Christmas novella.
“I’m so grateful the author decided to publish this “manuscript under the bed”. It is filled with loss, torment, hope, action, and suspense that this reviewer could not put down. Recommend highly!”