Jane was stunned by the comment. “I’ve been in love. Plenty of times.” Michael raised an eyebrow. “With whom?” Jane searched her mind frantically. “Well, there was Tom in high school.” Michael snorted. Jane glared at him. “Jim….Jim…Campbell. He was my college boyfriend. We had sex and everthing.” “Wow…” Michael … Read More
Counting My Blessings
Love comes in many forms and today I am so blessed with it that my cup indeed runneth over. Let me count the ways… My book, California Sunset, launched today — a dream of over 50 years has come true. Many friends and acquaintances have joined me … Read More
California Sunset Blog Tour
I’m excited to be writing for my very first blog tour for my contemporary romance, California Sunset! Catch up with me at the following sites and dates! I love comments! And there will be prizes! August 8: Novel Reflections August 13: Romance Reviews Today August 15: Joan Swan … Read More
The Bodice Rips on Page 25 (Part 19)
Jane stared in the mirror. Her face was pale and no amount of make-up was going to change it. Her disappointment in herself was written in frown lines at the edges of her lips. Why had she agreed to go on this date at all? He hadn’t left her with … Read More
The Bodice Rips on Page 25 (Part 19)
Jane hadn’t heard from Michael since the ball. She’d never mentioned the conversation with Sally to him and he hadn’t commented when she declined an after-dance drink. She’d claimed a headache and he’d let her go with a brief brush of his lips at her apartment door. She’d had her … Read More
Finding Inspiration for a Short Mystery
It’s not like I don’t have anything to write. I’ve got a novel to finish, a wine book to update and The Bodice Rips… to finish. But I’ve been toying with a mystery short story and found my inspiration a few days ago. My wonderful husband and I were on … Read More
The Bodice Rips on Page 25 (Part 18)
Sophie stared in bewilderment at the scene before her. “Close the door,” Jane hissed from a corner of the room. “Someone might see you.” “I suspect the only one who can see me is you,” Sophie said. She closed the door behind her and sank onto a small stool. “I’m … Read More
The Bodice Rips on Page 25 (Part 17)
Jonathan’s touch stirred embers within Sophie’s breast. If a mere touch could make her tremble like this, what would a kiss do? Or even the unbridled passion married women discussed in whispers when maidens were about? “Your aunt doesn’t like me very much,” Jonathan said. “She’s like that with all … Read More
The Bodice Rips on Page 25 (Part 16)
Sophie followed her aunt up the stone stairs to the entrance of the American Embassy the following Friday. The building was crowded with members of the ton, curious, perhaps, to meet their first American. Rumors and whispers had abounded for weeks that the savage people simply didn’t know how to … Read More
The Bodice Rips on Page 25 (Part 15)
In her imagination, Sophie saw Jonathan place his well-polished boot on the step of the gazebo. “Oh, you’re alone,” he said. “I was hoping to find you with the kitchen maid so we could speak.” He pivoted to go. “Please stay, Jonathan.” Sophie rose from her seat and took a … Read More