And Then THEY Showed Up!

I was getting a pedicure (the rest of me might look like a tousled mess, but my nails are always immaculate) and talking on the phone to a fellow writer, consultant and dear friend.  I was telling her about how I was bringing one fiction series to a close because I was out of ideas…

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Why Writing Fiction and Growing Vegetables are Alike

“I’ll plant vegetable seeds this year,” I said to Dear Hubby in the dark of January. “We have growlights, we have the room indoors, and we have plenty of time.” DH nodded and together, we selected personal favorites we’ve had success with in the past. For the record, I am a past Master Gardener, and…

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Weeding and Mulching – Mixing My Metaphors

Last night I had multiple dreams, nightmares really, about weeds and mulch.  A big pile of mulch in my living room that never diminished.  Me on my knees weeding a garden during a party I hosted.  Cleaning out a flower bed and turning to grab a tug of bark dust, only to find everything I…

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What Makes Your #18FreeReads Writers Tick?

Hi Avid Readers! Did you ever want to peek behind the curtain of a romance writer’s mind? Today’s your lucky day! I interviewed my #18FreeReads compatriots on questions tickling my curiosity. (Haven’t heard of this giveaway? Download all of the books here until May 22.) What makes us tick? You, the readers, first and foremost!…

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Never Overlook the Value of Props

I was out and about today and purposely wore one of my “I am a writer” t-shirts as a means to initiate conversation.  (I have about half a dozen, all funny, all eye-catching.)  People stop to read the t-shirt, which gives me an ‘in’ to say “I write fiction.”  I ask what they like to…

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Change is in the Air – or is it Spring?

It presses in like a dense fog, unabated and blinding.  Even as its weight sways us, we refuse to move.  Why?  Because change is…HARD. Some might say this thing that feels like change is simply the advent of a new season.  I beg to disagree, at least for me.  Change for me is inevitable.  Without…

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