Thursday, August 18, 2016

An Amazon Giveaway of A Suite Deal

I'm trying something a little different, promotion-wise, an Amazon Giveaway of my romantic comedy, A Suite Deal. You'll need to enter for a chance to win a copy delivered to your Kindle Library. Here are the rules:

See this #AmazonGiveaway for a chance to win: A Suite Deal (Kindle Edition).

The link

NO PURCHASE NECESSARY. Ends the earlier of Sep 17, 2016 11:59 PM PDT, or when all prizes are claimed. See Official Rules http://amzn.to/GArules.

If you know someone who'd like to read a little romance based on a bit of misdirection and missed communication, please share the link!

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Tuesday, August 02, 2016

Galapagos, Part II

Part II of our family adventure is now available at the North Texas e-News. Enjoy!

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Monday, August 01, 2016

Family adventure in the Galapagos!

We had the privilege of traveling to the Galapagos Archipelago last month. In fact, we left a month ago today! How can time pass so quickly? How dare it? We only spent ten days in our travels, and really, that's no excuse for why I haven't been blogging, but... I haven't.

However, this morning and tomorrow morning, my two-part TravelQuest articles on our venture will be in the North Texas e-News, our "local" internet newspaper. I invite you to read and then decide when you'll be making this journey because it's truly worth it!

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Thursday, June 16, 2016

A game of hide and seek

I'm running a month-long budget ad on the Smart Bitches Trashy Books website for Wedding Belle Blues. The price is very affordable (hint: budget) and the exposure great. The site is full of romance reviews, publishing information, and just plain fun!

Now, why is it like a game of hide and seek? Because the ad can appear anywhere on the website at any one time. So, I can search each page--like when I'm reading them--and scroll down the right hand side to find my ad.

Just thought I'd clue you in!

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Tuesday, June 07, 2016

Pickled!

Putting up my own dill pickles is not only something I enjoy, but also something I'm sufficiently good at that I've won blue ribbons at the Texas State Fair with them. Last year, the weather was so wet, there weren't any pickling cukes to be had, so we've had to endure a year of "store-bought." Granted, I've only bought Claussen, but when you're used to your own, it's just not the same.

So, despite the 6 inches of rain we had last week, I was very pleased to see an ad in the local paper for cucumbers at our favorite truck farm. I joyfully headed out this morning.

Alas, the rain has not done this garden any favors. Most of the cukes were of a size to fit individually in a quart jar. I did hunt around and find sufficient size for 5 quarts.

And then, lowering one of these precious quarts into a water bath, I heard the unmistakable sound of glass cracking. I quickly pulled it out, hoping to save the produce and repackage in a fresh jar. I was able to do so.

I think I know where my mistake was: the pot I was using to water bath isn't made for that purpose so the jar sat directly on the bottom of the pot. Usually I can get away with such neglect, but today it caught up with me. I hauled down the old pressure cooker (which I don't use to pressure cook any more) with its insert for jars and finished water bathing.

We like to have one quart of pickles for each week of the year. I'm doubtful of this happening which makes the five I have all the more precious.

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Tuesday, May 10, 2016

Wedding Belle Blues


Once I received my rights back from my former e-publisher, I determined to update the books and release them once again. This time I'm proud to announce the release of Wedding Belle Blues.

From the back cover copy--except there is no back cover as I've released this in e-only, but if there were back cover copy:

"How much drama can one wedding have? If it’s not bride Krista's parents, it’s her four aunts. What they each need is a male distraction and guess what? They need only look under the engagement party tent.

Mary Willa is shocked to see her long ago ex taking the stage at the engagement party and even more traumatized to realize she’ll have to introduce him to their two daughters.

Felicia finds her husband’s infidelity the last straw in their shaky marriage and decides the photographer the perfect foil for her frustration.

Widow Penelope determines to break out of her good daughter image by taking the bridal party to Las Vegas. But why is the groom’s uncle following them?

Maureen is the in-your-face sister who’s earned her hard-nosed reputation. When guilt unexpectedly rears its ugly head, can the family priest heal her struggles?

What will it take to guarantee there are no Wedding Belle Blues?"

I tell WBB in five sections, each one dealing with a different couple and taking on one of the aspects of the wedding: engagement party; travel shower; bachelorette party; rehearsal dinner; and finally, The Wedding.

I've styled this as a romantic comedy. There's nothing behind the bedroom doors, just a gentle falling into (or back into) love all over again.

So, please take a look on Kindle, Nook, or iBooks.



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Friday, May 06, 2016

Another Woman's Quilt

I'm not sure why repurposing this particular old quilt should have struck such a nerve with me. I've taken "cutters" before and fashioned toys, vests and jackets from them. I've given what many people would have tossed into the trash new life.

But this quilt bothered me. Perhaps it was the detail: small squares, perhaps 1 1/2 inches, hand cut, hand sewn, hand-quilted onto a nondescript beige muslin with real cotton complete with cotton stem bits for batting. In no place was the pattern complete; it was not a show quilt of perfection. Instead it was meant for warmth. I think part of it came from a man's shirt, the pattern had the look of that.

I needed a new insert for my Canton cart. The original black one had torn, its velcro slipping and the whole thing worthy only of the trash. I found this quilt in my stash (she who dies with the most fabric wins). I don't remember where I got it, probably an estate sale for a bargain price. The black squares had deteriorated to the point of shredding and the top and bottom were not even cutter worthy.

So why should I grieve another woman's quilt when I've taken the middle and fashioned a cart insert? When I've given it a second chance? Perhaps it was the smallness of the squares or the fact that I've made six quilts for my grandchildren since I last repurposed a quilt. Perhaps I worry that someday someone will repurpose one of the ones I have so lovingly worked on and presented.

Perhaps.

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