Six sentence Sunday – The Texan’s Promise

Posted on by June 13, 2012

Howdy to those of you who are visiting for the first time, and a big welcome back to those who’ve been here before. This week’s six sentences come from my brand spankin’ new western historical romance short story, The Texan’s Promise. It’s available now on Amazon.

She hadn’t seen him for almost four years, not since the day he’d kissed her goodbye and ridden away with a promise to send for her. But he hadn’t. He’d left her alone, carrying his child. Not that he’d known about the baby, but still … it likely wouldn’t have made a difference. The minute he’d heard about the silver strike up in Nevada, he’d been determined to go and make his fortune.

Now he was back.

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Short story – The Texan’s Promise

Posted on by June 15, 2012


I’m excited to announce the release of The Texan’s Promise, a short story (about 4,000 words) now available on Amazon.

Mary Willow believed Garrett Connors when he left Texas, promising to come back for her. Now, four years later, he’s home, and it seems he doesn’t even recognize her. Was his promise a lie? Did she mean nothing to him? Or is there another reason why it took him so long to return?

The Texan’s Promise also introduces Calico Creek, Texas, one of many small towns that grew out of the wilderness in the latter part of the 19th century and the setting for a series of historical western romances I’m in the midst of plotting right now.

I hope you like this story and that you’ll want to come along with me and meet the other men and women who live and love in Calico Creek.

Six sentence Sunday – 10/6/12

Posted on by June 8, 2012

Thanks for dropping by. I’d love to hear your comments on this week’s sentences, taken from my new release, Stranded with the Surgeon, a medical romance set in Yukon Territory, Canada.

Dr. Aidan Stowe opened his eyes just as the plane lurched to one side. The young woman in the seat beside him let out a terrified squeak as she tumbled into his lap. Her forehead slammed against his denim-clad knee. Shimmery pink painted nails sank into his thigh, her fingers clutching a handful of tender flesh.

Another couple of inches … He didn’t even want to think about where those fingernails would have ended up.

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As well, my contemporary romance Winterlude is free today and tomorrow on Amazon

New Release – Stranded with the Surgeon

Posted on by June 6, 2012

I’m thrilled to announce the release of Stranded with the Surgeon, the first of three medical romances which will be available on Amazon within the next few weeks.


Surgeon Aidan Stowe’s hands will never fully recover, and he wants nothing more than to escape from the city and wallow in self-pity. When the plane carrying him to the Yukon crashes in the Canadian wilderness, only his knowledge – and nurse Kerry MacIntyre’s hands – can save the lives of the injured passengers until help arrives. Both Aidan and Kerry have sworn off romance for their own reasons, even though they can’t deny the chemistry between them. But when they are rescued and the danger is past, can they leave their mutual attraction behind?



What’s for breakfast?

Posted on by July 21, 2012

I knew there was a reason I didn’t like camping.

Two men were on a camping/fishing trip in Northern Ontario last week. Early one morning, one of the men was using the outhouse (with the door open to enjoy the sunrise) when a black bear decided he looked like breakfast. The bear attacked, hauling the man out of the outhouse. The man’s friend heard the screams, grabbed a rifle and headed out just in time to see him being dragged into the bush. Afraid he’d shoot his friend, the man followed with the rifle. Finally, the bear turned and faced the man’s friend, at which point the man shot the bear.

According to Canadian law, the man with the rifle was charged with shooting a bear without a license. It’ll get thrown out of court, I’m sure, but really, should he even have to go through the process? And will he now be left with a criminal record? I hope not!

Yep, roughing it is not on my list of favourite things to do, mostly because I’ve always had an aversion to outhouses. I like indoor plumbing, where the chances of wildlife interrupting are pretty slim. The worst I’ve had to deal with is an errant spider or mosquito, and that’s enough for me.

The lesson in this story: if you must use an outhouse, don’t be concerned with the view outside. It’ll still be there when you’re finished. And keep the door closed!

Six sentence Sunday May 27/12

Posted on by May 24, 2012

I haven’t posted in a few weeks since I was off on vacation, but I’m back. To those of you who are here for the first time, thanks for visiting. To those who are repeat visitors, welcome back. This week’s sentences are from The Next Victim, a romantic suspense novel now available on Amazon and Smashwords.

A sharp frisson of lust speared him the moment Shannon answered her door. Wearing a robe that barely covered her thighs, the silky fabric clung to every curve. Her hair, still damp, hung in loose curls around her shoulders.

“Oh,” she said, her cheeks flushing as she fisted the neckline of the robe around her throat, “that was fast. I called the station less than five minutes ago.”

“Turns out we’re neighbors.”

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Where in the world …

Posted on by May 24, 2012

did my garden go?

Vacation was fun, but coming home to this wasn’t? Even the camera didn’t want to see it, which is why the quality of this photo is so bad.

Last year, I designed a flower bed with curved edges, I dug, I peat moss-ed, I fertilized, I planted beautiful flowers.
Can you even tell where it was? The weeds are stronger than the flowers, it seems.

So, I’ll start over, but this time, I’m buying landscape carpeting and mulch. Try getting through those, you pesky weeds!