Wednesday, March 30, 2016

How I Sold to Harlequin by Melinda Curtis

You’ve probably heard it said that when an editor buys your work, they also buy you.  Well, I really took that to heart.  I decided to target Harlequin Superromance before I was published, then watched for their editorial staff to be listed as attendees at various writer conferences.  That’s right.  I was an editor stalker.

And when I say stalker, I mean it only in the nicest sense.  I submitted work months in advance of the small conferences and then a few weeks prior to the event, I’d drop them notes referencing my submitted material and mentioning I looked forward to seeing them at the conference.  After a year, my stalking paid off and I received a revision letter on one of my stories.  I completed revisions and sent the manuscript back.

One weekday morning, as I was in the shower, my husband burst into the bathroom, yanked open the shower door, and held up a towel.  Now, some of you might expect a sexy come-on, but what I got was, “Paula is on the phone.  Get out now.”  Paula being Paula Eykelhof, senior editor at Harlequin.
Dripping, I scribed my next set of revision notes on several small sheets from our phone notepad.  I made the revisions and sent the manuscript back.  Months later, Paula left a message on my answering machine, asking me if I was attending a conference in Phoenix.  I hadn’t planned on it, but I immediately signed up.  

A few days before conference, Paula asked me to meet with her after the conference sessions were over for the day.  She was late.  I was pacing.  When she finally showed up, she took me into the bar, bought me a glass of champagne, and told me she was buying my book.  I’ll always be grateful to Paula for creating such a special memory for me.

During the course of our drink, I told her I was relieved, because I thought she was going to ask me for another revision.  She laughed and told me I still had revisions to do.  She later gave me an 11-page, single spaced revision letter.  It took me eight hours just to make the revisions on the first chapter!
Have you ever gone a little nutty trying to achieve your dream?
As usual, both writers and readers are welcome to comment, but only readers are eligible to win an ebook of their choice from my backlist.

Melinda Curtis is a USA Today bestseller. Her April Heartwarming release is A Man of Influence.

P.S. Roz, do you remember this? It was at Desert Dreams and afterward we went to Tara's house.

Tuesday, March 29, 2016

Heartwarming in Walmart Giveaway! (Tara Taylor Quinn)

On tour with Prism Book Tours.

We're thrilled about Harlequin Heartwarming books being available in select local US Walmarts! Find out if they're at a Walmart by you here

Here's what some Harlequin Heartwarming authors had to say:

"I am so excited that Heartwarming books are now available at Walmart, so some lucky girl can go visit her aunt and possibly stumble across one of MY books and fall in love!"
— Amy Vastine

"I was thrilled to find a home in the Heartwarming line. Writing these sweet romances that emphasizes the emotional adventure of falling in love feels almost like a calling and now, that dream I thought I'd achieved has now grown. The Heartwarming line is now available in select Walmarts!"
— Anna J. Stewart

"I’m thrilled that I’ll get to add more Heartwarming books to my bookshelves now that Heartwarming paperbacks will be available at Wal-Mart. A Heartwarming story will be within reach no matter if I pick up my Kindle or a paperback… there’s nothing better than that."
— Cari Lynn Webb

"Real books printed on paper that you can hold in your hand and smell and flip through the pages."
— Carol Ross

"I believe in 'happily ever after' and through Heartwarming and Walmart, we’re able to bring more of these moving stories to the people who have been searching for something touching and magical."
— Catherine Lanigan

"It's not always easy to find a romance that's clean and wholesome with a rich, compelling plot and multi-faceted characters to root for all the way to a happy ending. . . . You can trust this brand of our books in the line each month to provide a great reading experience. Pick up a copy (or more) today. And enjoy!"
— Leigh Riker

"Buying books for my ereader may be easier than driving forty-five minutes to the nearest bookstore and having digital reads may be a handy way to travel without carrying six books with me (and hide just how big my to-be-read pile is from my husband), but it’ll never completely replace a book in my hand. And I wouldn’t have it any other way."
— Melinda Curtis

"I love, love, love finding a new book on the shelf, taking it in my hand, feeling the smooth cover and turning the book over to read the blurb. . . . Now, Harlequin Heartwarmings will be in stores as well. Wow, it feels a little bit like Christmas."
— Pamela Tracy

". . . if I have the option of spending time in a real brick-n-mortar bookstore and buying a tangible book that I can anticipate experiencing with all my senses, I go straight to print books."
— Rula Sinara

"Walmart has signed on to put one of my favorite lines, Harlequin Heartwarming, on the shelves of over 400 stores! That’s four more Harlequin books a month. Books filled with emotion and strength. Books that embody the love and hope that the people in our world so desperately seek."
— Tara Taylor Quinn

About the Authors

(Each picture linked to the author's website.)

Celebration Blitz Giveaway

$20 Walmart Gift Card
US Only
Ends April 4th

Grab Our Button!

Monday, March 28, 2016

Spring is Here!

Patricia Bradley


SPRING is here!!

And I, for one, am so happy! Last week I saw my first redbud tree! And that got me to thinking. 

If you look closely, you'll see that the tree buds aren't red, but how did the tree get the name Redbud?

I didn't know, so I Googled it. One answer: Because the person who named it was colorblind.

Another answer was...a Purple Bud Tree just wouldn't sound as nice.

The Appalachian Redbud is closer to red, though. The tree's true name is Canadensis...I much prefer Redbud! 

Another thing that crossed my mind was this flower. In the South, we call it a Buttercup. Everywhere else it's called a jonquil or a daffodil. What do you call it?
One last flower I wondered about is the dandelion. Did you ever wonder how it got its name? I did and looked it up. Evidently the English called it "lion's tooth back before the fourteenth century because the jagged green leaves reminded them of a lion's snarly grin.

 Then it took on a French flavor--dent-de-lion (tooth of the lion) that became Englishized to dandelion. Bet you didn't know that!

What flowers have you ever wondered about? Tell me and I'll research them...anything to keep from actually working. 

Why isn't the Redbud Tree red? (click to Tweet)

Saturday, March 26, 2016

The Sweetheart Plan by Syndi Powell

What is your story about?
Megan Sweet is working alone in her bakery when the roof collapses due to the heavy snow on top of the building. She's afraid that she's lost everything, so she reaches out for help to the last person she expected, Adam Hawkins. Adam was a high school bully who has returned to town and manages the local bank. He is eager to help local businesses affected by the roof collapse and restore his reputation in town. Together, they work to save her bakery but also to find peace about what happened between them in high school and perhaps find a future together.

What inspired you for this story?
Bullying is a hot topic right now. I wanted to be able to explore the issue from several angles, so I made my hero an ex-bully. I wanted to figure out what made him the way he was, why he stopped and how he could come back from the reputation.

What is your favorite scene from this book?
I'd have to say that I had a lot of fun writing the scenes that take place on the girls only weekend at the cabin. I enjoyed being able to catch up with other characters from previous books and place possible hints for future stories. Also, the final scene in the book was based on something that I did with family and friends one New Years' Eve. We let balloons go as a symbol of letting go of the bad things from that year so we could be fresh and new for the coming one.

Who inspired your characters?
I pictured Megan Sweet as Carrie Underwood and Adam Hawkins as Adam Levine. When I wrote, I listened to their music to keep their faces in mind.

What is next for you?
I'm currently working on a proposal for three books about three women on different points of the breast cancer journey: one being diagnosed, one in the middle of treatment and the other at the end of treatment and facing life after cancer. I'm really excited to be able to bring my own experiences to these women and share their stories of finding life in the middle of facing death.

Friday, March 25, 2016

Children and Holy Week

When I was a child, most of my free time was spent with my brother Matthew, who was four years older than I, and our niece Jenny, who was six months younger.  I was the youngest of 14 children and Matt was number 13.  Jenny's mother, Rita, our sister, was number 2 and pregnant with Jenny when our mother died.  She adopted Matt and I went to live with my aunt and uncle.  I've told you all this before and I mention it again only so you don't wonder why my brother and I had a niece who was a contemporary.

The three if us played together all the time.  When Matt played cowboys and Indians with his best friend, Dickie Laferriere, Jenny and I were always the unfortunate settlers.  When they played space explorers, we were the aliens who had to be destroyed.

As Holy Week is upon us, I've been thinking about them a lot.  We all went to Catholic school, and were off on Holy Thursday and Good Friday.  Because my adopted parents worked, I went to Rita's to be with Matt and Jenny.   It was traditional if you were home on Good Friday, to observe three hours of silence from noon to 3:00 in honor of Christ's time on the cross.  We'd been taught about Christ buying our redemption with His world-changing sacrifice all those years ago.  We believed it, we felt it deeply, but as children, we found it hard to behave in a way appropriate to the enormity of that gift.  And it's always been hard for me to be silent, but on that particular Good Friday, events conspired against me.

I remember the three of us sent to sit quietly in the parlor with our children's books about Holy Week.  Jenny and I sat on the sofa and Matt settled on a chair with an ottoman.  We were exemplary little silence keepers for about fifteen minutes then there was a terrible commotion.  Jenny and I looked up to see that Matt had somehow fallen between the ottoman and the chair and all that was visible were his feet in PF Flyers, and one hand, holding aloft his Bible.  Jenny and I laughed hysterically.  Rita came in to investigate, doubted Matt's story that he had simply fallen, and suggested we settle down and try again to be still.  It was about 12:20.

Matt suggested we play Mass.  It wasn't exactly a game to us because we mimicked the beautiful ritual we saw enacted every Sunday and did our best to recreate it with the solemnity it deserved.  But that day tried our good intentions.  Matt, of course, was the priest, and since there weren't even female altar servers in those days, Jenny's and my sole purpose was to be communicants.  We knelt dutifully side by side, eyes reverently closed, while Matt distributed Communion using the perfectly shaped and easily available to us Necco Wafers.  All went well until Matt went to place a licorice wafer on Jenny's tongue and she opened her eyes long enough to see the color and protest with a shake of her head that she wanted cherry.  Matt, who took if all very seriously, certain he would be a priest one day, was incensed and knocked her backwards for her lack of spiritual propriety.  Rita was at her wit's end and it wasn't even 1:00 .

She took us to church for the Way of the Cross, a ritual of prayer and hymns performed as we follow Christ on his long walk to Golgotha.  Our church had an old noisy heating system that went on and off several times during services in its attempt to keep parishioners warm without wasting fuel.  In our parish was a pair of small and frail spinster sisters who were the backbone of the Altar Society and were always in the second pew from the front and at the end of the aisle - right near the heater.  We were several pews back from them when the heater banged on without warning and both sisters screamed and flew several feet up, one losing her hat, the other her prayer book.  I know Matt and Jenny and I weren't the only ones who laughed, so we'd have been forgiven, except that we couldn't stop.  You know that terrible urge to laugh that strangles you and erupts despite all efforts to hold it back?   The one that earns you grim looks from adults and that you still can't suppress, even when you know there'll be a terrible reckoning because of your insensitivity?  The laugh that keeps recurring long after the event?  When all you have to do is look at whoever shared that moment with you and you're off again, snorting and screaming with laughter?  That's how it was even after we'd gotten home, had dinner, and been threatened with losing our Easter baskets if we didn't stop it.  I think we found it so funny because the sisters were always arm in arm, and when they were started and jumped, they jumped together.

We all grew up to be reasonably decent human beings.  Matt did not become a priest, but met a pretty Portuguese girl and had four children.  He was CFO of United Way in New Bedford, Mass., and died  far too young in 2003, leaving Jenny and I bereft.  Jenny became a nurse, married her high school sweetheart, and had three great children.  We can still get together today and laugh about that Good Friday all those years ago.  I'm sure God isn't insulted.  he knows how much we loved each other, how we enjoyed our lives together, and that among, healthy, happy children, it's impossible to break a funny bone.

Would you like to share your moments of inappropriate laughter?

Happy Easter to all of you!

Thursday, March 24, 2016

Hectic Schedules and Car Rides . . . by Cari Lynn Webb

When the New Year started I was convinced somehow that my schedule would calm down. It seems, according to my husband and family that I say this quite often, as in season after season, year after year. Things should’ve calmed down when the kids went to middle school. Or when Christmas was over. Or when we sold our business. Or when . . . well, you get the idea. But my schedule hasn’t lightened. My To-Do list fails to get shorter and even as I write this blog, my daughter is asleep next to me on day 3 of a 103.1 fever. (Yes, I’ve Googled all the possible causes because I’ve earned the Web-MD degree and tomorrow I’ll seek the advice of the real, qualified professionals.)

So it appears I’ll continue to tell myself that things will slow down while I sprint in several different directions and adapt on the way. (I imagine I’m not so very different from all the other authors with full time jobs, raising families and writing too.) I’ve learned to write on the fly, given up on the expectation of sitting in my office for several hours on end without interruption. As it turns out some of my most productive writing recently has been in my car during my daughters’ swim practices.

Our car has evolved into more than transportation from school to swim practice to home to the grocery store. It has become more of an all-around office on wheels. When my daughter turns down the radio and says: “Mom, can I ask you something?” I automatically grip the steering wheel a little tighter, straighten in the driver’s seat and go on high alert. The car has become the safe place where my daughters talk freely and openly. An anything goes, no subject is off limits place. Perhaps the car isn’t as traditional as sitting around the kitchen table, but their privacy is ensured. No one can interrupt or suddenly jump into the backseat without warning. And thanks to that crazy schedule, each daughter gets alone time with me in the car every day. Sometimes we sing and dance, sometimes we laugh and joke around and sometimes the radio gets turned down and the real conversations begin. I often wonder if it wasn’t for our crazy schedule, would I have missed those conversations? Would we have gathered around the dinner table, devoured our food and then scattered into our rooms in the house without really talking.  

And thanks to the time spent in my car, I’ve been able to eavesdrop on arguments and interactions between siblings, couples and friends. (I know it isn’t polite, but the writer in me can’t help it.) And when the weather is too cold to roll down the windows, I’ve watched those arguments and interactions through the window, detailing the varied body language and filling in my own story. If I park just right at the swimming pool, I can see into the K-9 training facility next door. (One day I hope to gather the nerve to get out of my car and talk to the policemen about the facility and the dogs that fascinate me.) I’ve worked out story issues at red lights, found inspiration at the intersection with the driver in the truck ahead of me giving a homeless man a cup of coffee and money. And just last week I explained a car search for drugs to my daughters as we passed three police cars surrounding a Camry with all four doors thrown wide, policemen climbing through the car and two young men handcuffed on the sidewalk.

Maybe I need to be more thankful for my busy schedule – the one that’s forced me into my car and out into the world. It’s out in the world I’ve found the inspiration to write.

And now once I hit publish on this blog post, I’m starting the car and heading back into the world. This time we’re headed to the doctor. Wonder what we’ll discover on the way?

Wishing all of you a wonderful weekend and happy reading!

What Hat Do I Wear? (Tara Taylor Quinn)

The life of a writer is not normal. It's just not. At least not for this writer. I walk around with people talking to me all day long - not in a schizophrenic way - they don't take over my thoughts - they just talk to me. Constantly. Kind of like having your friend sitting down with you and filling you in on what's going on in her life. Only I have a lot of friends doing that. These days, different types of friends, even. With varying types of stories.

So to give you a day in ttq-land. I start each morning with my diet coke and taking a moment to smell the roses. I kid you not. I specifically planted this bush so that every morning I could step out my door and take a moment to smell the roses. Because it's vitally important to tend to your soul. To remember what matters.

I come screeching in here late, to talk to Heartwarmers. I'm late because I've been on the phone with a family member. And because I had to do promotional work for the Superromance that is out this month.

I have a Super out in May, too.

And another one in July. But this is Heartwarming world, and my Superromance world is...close by but not here.

After spending the morning talking about the Super series that is out - books seven, eight, and nine in my Where Secrets Are Safe series, I will finish this blog and then get back to work on the book that's due April 10th. It's a Heartwarming novel. The third in my new series - Family Secrets. It doesn't have a name yet...

Wait. I had to stop. I had to email with the person whose managing my six month cyber tour.

Back now. The first book in this new Heartwarming series, For Love Or Money, is out in August. The second, just got a name a few days ago - after more emails - Her Soldier's Baby and is out in October. I have a love/hate relationship with the title at the moment. But I love the book.

Stop again. Checking email. Because I'm also working on a special project - a huge project. I spent all day yesterday doing edits on it. It's a suspense novel. Not romance. My agent and editor both have it this morning. I can't help wondering...

Oh, and I had a phone call last night. Found out that my first grandchild, who is due this summer, is a girl! My only child, my baby girl, is having a girl. Wow.

In the meantime, I'm getting notices at the side of my screen from twitter - telling me about re-tweets. I have a sale going on - Harlequin has one of my MIRA novels and one of my older Supers that has been re-packaged, on sale for .99.
I have two Superromances due this summer. And a novella for an independent Heartwarming project., I just have to finish this blog. Write pages. Meet my husband for lunch. Check in with Facebook and Twitter. Write more pages. And...finding another silver lining...Family Secrets revolves around a reality cooking show - people compete with secret family recipes - so I can plan dinner while I'm writing!

So...there you have it. A few minutes in ttq-land! It's not normal for some. It's normal for me. And I'm good with that.

Wednesday, March 23, 2016

Help! I need to be rescued!

Are any of you as tired of politics as I am? We all have our favorite candidate, but even when we see his – or her- smiling face on camera, we kind of cringe inside. Enough already! And when we see the face of the candidate we don’t want, the reaction is even worse. I’m amazed at how many news channels there are right now. And all of them are focused on the upcoming election. Consequently I’ve become an avid channel surfer. Thought I’d talk about some of my favorite non-political TV personalities. This character is no longer around, but I loved Brian Cranston’s portrayal of Walter White. As a member of the viewing audience, I went from feeling desperately sorry for him, to being afraid for him, to distrusting every word that came from his mouth. What superb acting! Come to think of it, Maybe Walter should be running for president.

 My new favorite complex character is Jimmy McGee, played by Bob Odenkirk on Better Call Saul. Talk about the guy you hate to love. But you just have to love him no matter what. Conniving, self-interested, without moral boundaries? Yeah, all that’s true, but he ends up doing so much good that we find ourselves in his corner.

 In the female category, I’ve always admired Patricia Heaton from her days on Everybody Loves Raymond to her current role on The Middle. In her first series she played the sassy, outspoken wife we all want to be at times. As a mom in her current series, she is just to the right of being totally incapable, and because of that, we relate to her problems and root her on.

 Another favorite of mind is Bridget Moynahan who plays Erin Ragan on Blue Bloods. Classy, educated, nurturing and cutthroat at times, she is the perfect woman, strong when she needs to be, giving when it matters.

So, what do I do when politics are getting me down? I turn on the tube to any channel that isn’t news. Or… I pick up a great book, like a Harlequin Heartwarming romance and settle in for hours of romantic imagining. A friend who is spiritual in nature told me that we all have the ability to hypnotize ourselves, and one example is when we get “in the zone” of enjoying a good book or watching an exceptional piece of film. So go ahead folks, self hypnotize. We all need it once in a while.

Please comment on your favorite "zone out" tv show, character, or book. Does anyone agree with my picks?
And for a book, if I might suggest this January RT top pick - or any Harlequin Heartwarming.

Cheers and happy voting!

Tuesday, March 22, 2016

Waiting for Baby

by Lee McKenzie

If you're a regular blog reader, you might remember my Oh, Baby post in January when I shared the happy news that I'm going to be a grandmother.

My favorite hashtag!
While we're waiting for baby, my daughter (#auntie) and I have been scouring thrift shops and we have already scored some fabulous finds.

Nine onsies for $1 each
Footed PJs for $3, jeggings (so cute!) for $2, another onesie (with original tags for $2
Striped sundress for $6, denim overall skirt for $5
All of these items are in excellent condition, several still have the original store tags attached, and all for $27.

My other new favorite pastime is browsing the bookstores for children's books.

Because it's not possible for a child to have too many books, right?
What are you favorite children's books? Please share them in a comment, because although baby's library is off to a great start, I'm on the lookout for more.

For this month's giveaway, I have a lovely Skye McGhie "Cream Lace" cup and sauce, an assortment of organic herbal and green teas, and a signed copy of one of my backlist books.

For a chance to win, simply post a comment on this post. This Friday, March 25, I'll make a random draw and post the winner's names here on the blog. To help me contact you, feel free to include your email address (i.e., name at serviceprovider dot com).

I'm also excited to share the cover for To Catch a Wife. This is the first book in The Finnegan Sisters trilogy and will be released in May.

What do you think? I'm thrilled that it's so pretty and so very romantic!

Happy reading!

Until next time,

Lee...writing fifty shades of pink
To Catch a Wife, May 2016

Monday, March 21, 2016

A Matter of Logistics . . . by Kate James

If you're reading this post, it's a fairly safe bet that you love books, whether as a reader, an author or both. Yes, the publishing world has changed dramatically with the digitizing of books, but there are still a multitude of people (like me!) who prefer to read print books.

There might not be as many bookstores, or as many books in those stores that still exist as there used to be, but have you ever thought about how many print books are out there for sale at any given point in time? Consider, for a moment, the logistics of getting those books out there to all those points of sale and in time for their release dates! If that alone doesn't bring to mind a logistical nightmare, add to that the distribution of books direct to consumers.

Again, if you're reading this post, you probably know what the term direct to consumer or DTC means, because Heartwarming is a DTC series. The term is self-explanatory: upon release, the books are shipped directly to consumers who've purchased a subscription for the series. How many people subscribe to the series, you might ask. A lot . . . and thank you very much from each of us!

Which brings me back to the question of logistics. I happen to know a little more about that, since I had the opportunity last year to visit the Harlequin Distribution Center in Depew, New York.

I was honored to have been asked to visit for their annual employee recognition event. How far did I have to travel to get there from north of Toronto, you might ask?

The drive was 229.8 kilometers each way and worth every single kilometer to meet such phenomenal group of committed, hard-working and simply wonderful team members.

These two lovely ladies made all the arrangements for my trip. Not only were they a pleasure to deal with, they greeted me with copies of the just-released first book in my K-9 series!

I stopped along the way to pick up a couple dozen cookies for the team. Imagine my surprise when, in addition to a delicious lunch, the team had set up this sumptuous dessert table.

And if that wasn't enough, my visit occurring just before Halloween, there were more treats already on the tables. (Oh, and more copies of my book. Did I mention...silly me...I actually BROUGHT some books with me to give out! To a distribution center... Okay, before you laugh too hard, I thought it would be better for me to be prepared than not.)

Everyone was so welcoming and warm, the time passed much too quickly. 

 Imagine what a thrill it was for me to be able to sign my books for the people who work so hard to provide customer service to our readers!

If I wasn't over-the-moon happy already, this stunning bouquet of flowers would have done it.

And now back to the question of logistics. I was given a tour of the entire distribution center. There were so many conveyors in the warehouse, it made me think of a luggage-handling system in an airport. (Oh, wait, that's a key setting in When I Found You, the third book of my K-9 trilogy, and I didn't even know it then!)

Let's start with the DTC orders. When an order is received by mail, the machine you see below opens the envelopes, and sorts and separates the contents. All my fellow Canadians, please take note: We have a propensity (apparently unlike our US counterparts) to STAPLE our checks to the order form. For future reference, please don't do this. The staples can jam the machine. :-)

Not only does the distribution center distribute the books, they can print books, when needed in a hurry. For example, when Brenda Novak's A Winter Wedding sold out in no time all (and as a fan, I can say I'm not surprised!), the team was asked to print more. Here they are...fully assembled for distribution.

Imagine my delight to see Heartwarming's very own Cheryl Harper's books being printed, too. Here are the covers, ready for assembly. Have a look at whose covers are right next to Cheryl's. Yes, Nora Roberts'. And although you can't see it in this photograph, the covers just below Ms. Roberts' are Robyn Carr's. Talk about being in exceptional company! 

Speaking of Heartwarming authors, here's a book from another Heartwarming author, Pamela Tracy. Yes, Pamela writes for Love Inspired, as well, and these books were already packaged and on skids ready to be shipped. (Do you love this cover as much as I do?)

Here are some more books ready to be shipped. This place really is a book-lover's paradise!

Oh, and I found more of Cheryl's books, this time fully assembled and ready to be boxed and shipped direct to consumers. (Anyone who loves animals would love this book, by the way.)

This is one of the lovely ladies who packages the books for custom orders. I should mention that everyone I met and had a chance to speak to absolutely LOVES what they do and working for Harlequin.

Phew...good thing these books were already shrink wrapped. I might have been tempted to ask for one, otherwise! 

The banner shown below is suspended from the ceiling of the warehouse. I can say with full confidence that everyone at the Depew Distribution Center epitomizes this core value. If you've had occasion to call or e-mail Harlequin's customer service representatives, I expect you'd agree with me.

For authors, this distribution center also ships our copies of our books to us. Speaking of our books, I'm thrilled to share my next release dateJuly 1stwith Catherine Lanigan, Karen Rock and Amy Vastine. Our books are now available for pre-order in e-book format through most online retailers (paperbacks will be available soon). Please click on the titles below if you would like to learn more about a book or order your copy now.

Catherine's Sophie's Path;
the third book in my K-9 Trilogy, When I Found You.

If you don't want to wait until July to start reading, Catherine and Karen, along with Linda Hope Lee and Syndi Powell, have new releases out this month. To learn more about their books, click on the cover images on the right.

As a teaser, it's my pleasure to introduce you to the hero, heroine and four-legged hero of When I Found You . . .

Just one more thing before I say good-bye . . .

The first two books of my K-9 trilogy and The Truth About Hope have been included by The Romance Reviews as entrants for the 2016 Readers’ Choice Awards. The nomination process to advance books to the final round is currently under way and ends on March 31st. If you have already nominated my books, thank you very much. If you haven't but would like to, please click on the book titles below to go to the nomination pages.

A heartfelt thank you to all our readers for supporting our books and making it possible for us to do what we love.

Happy reading!