Monthly Archives: December 2017

It’s the most wonderful time of year

For the past few days, it’s been cold and rainy. Pretty normal for these parts, it’s our usual winter in south Louisiana. Today was a treat. It snowed! Not a few flakes, but a real flurry, with snow on the ground. Enough to take pictures—here’s the proof—kind of snow. For all of you up north that deal with snow every year, I know this means nothing. For us, who get snow every twenty years or so, it’s a big deal.

My ten-year-old granddaughter has never seen the stuff. Unfortunately, she was at school all day, missing out on the magic of white flakes falling from the sky. There’s still snow on the ground, but it doesn’t look as pretty as it did earlier today. We had a snowball fight, neighborhood kids joining in, so she managed to get in a little bit of fun time.

Now, I’m inside, where it’s warm and cozy. The Christmas tree is lit up, as is the smaller Saints tree on my desk. Holiday music by Pentatonix and Trans-Siberian Orchestra is playing on Pandora. As soon as I finish this blog I’m getting in a few words on my WIP. I know I won’t get a lot done, but I’m determined to at least get a chapter or two in before I have to return to work. I’ve been itching to get back to the story.

I’ve also been busy promoting my holiday release, Save the Last Dance. The reviews are starting to come in, and it’s like getting Christmas gifts early. I love to hear that readers enjoy my stories. It encourages me to keep going. If you haven’t read it yet, be sure and grab your copy.

Curl up with a good book on those cold nights, and enjoy the holidays!

Till next week,




Fairytale Cover

This week a cold has been wreaking havoc in my life. However…I did promise a reveal of my fairytale cover to those reading my blog post. Here it is…tell me what you think.

Until next week…Happy Reading!



The holidays are upon us. It’s so easy to get caught up in the commercialism…I just want to take a moment to remember the things that don’t have price tags. The things that now, more and more,  seem to be lost to the shadows.

When I was a little girl…the magic and wonder of watching the house transformed was something I never got used to. One night we would go to bed like the night before, and the next day we’d awaken to a different world. A tree that seemed like it would blow through the ceiling stood tall & proud…flocked, always flocked to look like it had snowed inside, with hundreds of little twinkle lights on it that beckoned. Boxes were buried beneath it, wrapped in colorful paper…but no names…just packages, like great mysteries waiting to be revealed. There was no squabbling over who had more, or whose was bigger…we just knew that somewhere in there was one for each of us. My parents avoided a lot of the sibling chaos this way, and left us to image what could be in each of the packages, regardless of if they were for us or not.

That day, the day of the unveiling, the fireplace was lit for the first time of the season too. Almost before we hit the stairway landing, we could hear it crackle and knew it was “the day.” Funny thing…now that I’m older, I can look back and see that it was actually the same day every year. The perfect memory of it though, is that we didn’t expect it and got surprised every time. I did anyway.

We’d watch as through the days leading up to the holiday different packages would disappear from the stack…with mom or dad to work, or to schools in our pack, or any other number of places…and that too was magical because we got to be an elf for the day and deliver a gift. It was about the giving…not the getting. The simple joy of giving because we could.

I know my mom would say it’s about the reason for the season…and that’s her faith. I don’t diminish it. I only mention all of this to note that there is something that has gone missing from the holidays. The magic of the season, the spirit of generosity for the simple sake of giving…is disappearing, or maybe even gone. It makes me sad. The shadows have claimed a piece that is desperately difficult to reclaim.

In my home, we have packages wrapped without tags…just as my parents did, but more and more…I’d just as soon not have them at all. A grand holiday for me is one where my family is all together and there doesn’t need to be more than that. The world has picked up the pace of crazy to the point that simple things like sitting down to dinner together during the week is impossible. And, having a family vacation is an exercise in planning so far in advance that it seems unreachable. I want to go back and reclaim the simple…pajamas and a book by the fireplace, or matched sweaters and a meal so grand that your belly aches.

For holiday this year I’ve asked for just one thing…Family game night. I want to sit on the floor with finger foods, play games, and laugh my ass off with my family. No phones. No television, No distractions…just us, as we are, with no strings attached wrapped in colorful paper.

I want to see my husband win Pretty, Pretty Princess for the eleventy-billionth time because we girls conspired to make him have to wear the crown and jewels. I want to see the Perfection board blow chunks everywhere because the player was too busy being tickled to get the pieces all in before the time ran out. I want to shut the lights off, and watch the faces around the room as the Cherries Jubilee is lit on fire…because hot brandied cherries over ice cream is AMAZING on a cold night. Most of all…I want to shut off the world for just one night and forget that there are bills to pay, hours to work, and chores to accomplish. I want to leave the dishes in the sink and watch cheesy movies until we fall asleep in a pile.

I want the simple things back…just for one night.

I hope we can accomplish it. Everything else will still be there the next day. Whatever your holiday…this is my wish for you too. Simple joy with no strings. There’s still time…all the holidays are days and weeks away yet. Seek out the shadows and shine a bright light into the darkness. You never know what you’ll find.

Until then…there’s work to be done. If you were playing along with my Crossword Puzzle BlogHop…you have until MIDNIGHT the 5th to get your card in for the drawing. If you’re part of the review roundup going on…thank you for choosing Veil Break or Gravedigger…I hope you enjoyed your selection, and I thank you for the reviews. If you are local to me…we’re moving my daughter out – she’s leaving the nest for her own abode…help is appreciated. The list is longer…but you get the gist.

Thank you for being here.
Thank you for you.



The Holiday Frenzy Begins

December is here! Are you ready for everything that comes with it? Is your home filled with the delicious fragrance of fresh baked cookies? Are there gaily wrapped packages under the artfully decorated tree? LOL That’s okay, it’s not happening at my home, either.

My house is decorated, my cards have been sent out, and what little shopping I have to do, is done. Baking is out of the question with my work schedule. When I’m not working, I’m catching up on a thousand other things waiting for attention. Such is life. I guess it comes down to priorities. When I do have spare time, little as it is, I’d rather spend it writing.

I’ve got a WIP that’s turning out to be a bit of a challenge. I don’t want to give anything away at this point. But, if I can pull this one off, I’m going to pat myself on the back. We’ll see what happens. Believe me, I’ll be as surprised as you. I never know what’s going to happen until I sit down to write. These characters are tight-lipped until I open up the manuscript.

Have you gotten your copy of Save the Last Dance yet? Please do me a huge favor, and leave a review on Amazon or Goodreads. That would be an awesome gift!

Until next week,