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I’m so thankful our dog wakes me up between midnight and one o’clock every morning—if she didn’t I wouldn’t have a blog written for today—which reminds me of chickens! Whenever I get distracted halfway through a thought, our oldest just looks at me, smiles and says,  “There goes another chicken.” I guess you’d have to have met my fabulously supportive and wonderful family to understand them. I’d be lost without them…even if I have to put up with a lot of good-natured ribbing. I’m thankful for deadlines, opportunities, and a fabulous editor, Deb Werksman. This has been a whirlwind year for me. I’ve been given the opportunity to write for an editor who understands where I am coming from, but more, has taught me to dig even deeper to write stories that a year ago would not have been possible. I loved every minute I spent in Pleasure, Texas with the Garahan brothers: TYLER, DYLAN and JESSE. With Deb’s guidance, I have reached another milestone in my career: Receiving 4...

Growing up on Cedar Hill, life was just a bit different because our neighborhood was so small and everyone knew everyone else. Best of all,   my brother, sisters, and I were lucky enough to have friends right around our own age. Naturally, I followed my big brother EVERYWHERE! Which would explain why one time he left me halfway up a pine tree while he and his friend ran away—then there was that time we were playing Army, and I was the soldier with a head wound and that needing cleaning—and they got soapy water in my eyes. There is definitely a pattern here…which leads me to one of the scariest moments from childhood—following my brother and his friend to Trenchert’s House—it was haunted.  We all knew it and were forbidden to go there by our parents. Naturally as kids, we didn’t listen, we were kids!   As I snuck through the woods—close behind my brother and his friend—but not too close, I realized they were headed toward Trenchert’s…and then the screa...

What is your definition of a hero?  Merriam Webster breaks down their definition of a hero in three parts: 1.)   The mythological or legendary figure 2.)   The principal male character in a literary or dramatic work 3.)   The submarine (as in sandwich)…FYI: I grew up in northern NJ, and we do NOT call them heroes up here…only subs. But then Webster breaks down the mythological or legendary figure into four other parts: 1.)   He is often of divine descent endowed with great strength or ability 2.)   He could also be an illustrious warrior 3.)   He could also be a man admired for his achievements and noble qualities 4.)   And lastly is a man who shows great courage.   My hubby is my hero for many reasons, some of which I might be coerced into sharing over a pint or two of Guinness… but I digress. Recently when I was at the point of pulling my hair out, or simply breaking down due to the ...

I’m on deadline with book three of my series: The Secret Life of Cowboys and Deb just emailed the cover to me a few days ago…isn’t he hot???   Don’t you just love the pickup truck? But then again...Dylan's cover is pretty hot, too! But to be fair...I really loved Tyler's too. So many hot cowboys...so little time! Since the second book, Dylan, comes out in January, I wanted to share an excerpt. (it's G-rated):        Dylan Garahan narrowed his gaze trying to focus in the glare of the spotlight, searching the crowd for her face. It was time for the big move in his act—the show-stopper.        Where was she?        Jolene would kill him if he messed this up, but he’d made it through the last two nights and would make it through tonight. The redheaded owner of the club should have no complaints about the middle Garahan brother not keeping his word or holding up his end of the bargai...