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This is where we go–Capitol Market. So named for it’s closeness to the state capitol building. And it’s a market. But, ohmygosh you guys. They have fresh veggies, fresh meat and fish (I buy so much. so much). They also sell local and awesome wine and chocolate. And other stuff I’m forgetting because that’s what I do. Check out the website I linked in the name.Read More →

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In the last few months, though, I’ve started to feel a little discomfort. Writing is highly personal. I’m not saying I act out the risque scenes in my novels at all, but I do fill every sentence with a bit of my soul. And that, for me, is far more personal. Do I really want to deal with people being able to climb inside my head that way? Not people, reader people or other writers–they get it. But, say, those I come in contact with at work or who attend church with me.Read More →

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Today, I’m over at the Heart-Shaped Glasses blog talking about why I hate resolutions (I prefer commitments) and how to make a plan to reach our goals. Please join me (and comment)!Read More →

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What do the things in the title have in common? Me, getting sentimental. And overusing Kleenexes. Over at Heart-Shaped Glasses today, I’m blogging about (reflecting on, actually, since that’s our theme this month) the tradition I started for my girls when they were little nearly nineteen years ago. Of course, I got sappy. Because, hello? I cry over commercials. Does anyone remember the Kodak one, with the little girl dancing on her dad’s shoes and then they’re dancing at her wedding? I still remember the song. I think Michael Bolton sung it, but don’t hold that against me. (Tried to embed the video above, butRead More →

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I have a thing, in life, to be real. That may be ridiculously amusing or crushingly sad or even desperately terrifying–but it’s real. I’ve learned that being fake to please the people around me makes me miserable. So, I’m private, but I’m the real me.

Unfortunately, as I mentioned, I became worried about being really me on this blog. I’m not an easy person. I’m socially awkward, for one. I have an odd sense of humor that, hopefully, seems snarky and clever in my writing but can be a little off-putting in real life. And I have opinions. Strong ones.Read More →

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I’m blogging over at Heart-Shaped Glasses today about the first book I read that made me want to write romance. It was a Jennifer Crusie book where the heroine can’t…um, finish up what she and the hero start. If you know what I mean. (I feel like I should be winking suggestively here.) Please go check it out and say hi! Storytelling to Take Your Breath AwayRead More →

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On May 1st, eleven other romance writers and I will be debuting our blog. The title of the blog – Heart-Shaped Glasses – is about the way women who live to write about happily-ever-afters see writing, stories, and the world. I’m honored to be in some extremely talented company writing at this blog. Heart-Shaped Glasses From suspense to sweet or sinfully erotic, or in the past, present or future…we write to entertain our readers. From aspiring to multi-published, we are romance authors, seeing life through our own heart-shaped glasses. Enjoy the view! My posts here will continue on the usual basis (every a lot of Mondays),Read More →

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My daughter turned sixteen this month. She asked for a party. She has never asked for a party, much less an event party, such as sixteen would be. Sweet Sixteen.

And, because I can’t ever not overdo and micromanage and perfectionist the hell out of everything–it’s was a big deal.

She wanted a spa party theme sleepover for seven other girls. And so, you see that this would already be somewhat complicated. But, reference the above paragraph.Read More →

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Being a writer is hard. First they expect you to learn spealling and grammer and shiz. Then, the whole charcter building and showing and point-of-view. Like, for real, can’t I just tell you what everyone is thinking and doing and feeling? Seems more efficient, if you axe me. So, that’s it. No. More. Writing. I’m out. :) Hope your April Fool’s is going swimmingly.Read More →

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So, it’s anti-bullying month and today is Unity Day, according to the National Bullying Prevention Center. This is an issue I feel strongly about, so I’m blogging today to share my experiences. I don’t specifically remember being bullied in school. I know I had low self-esteem, and I was overweight, and if people were mean to me about that, I guess I sort of believed I deserved it. So, maybe I was and people didn’t talk about it. I remember once a friend of my cousin and a family member (of hers) visiting from out of town rode by me. I was, maybe, eight. WeRead More →