Retro Sale

ld-fl3_1I know many are experiencing severe weather. Here in the Pacific NW we are getting some heavy winds and rain but feel fortunate we don’t have to shovel it.  Good reading weather but then it’s always good weather for me to read.

I just got notification that my publisher, Bookstrand, is featuring Forever Love as a retro release and has it on sale for $2.50.


Roman Ragazzi, criminologist turned bestselling author, works as a special investigator for the prosecutor’s office. When Bethany Towers is assigned to prosecute his latest case, he has a problem. He thought he’d gotten over his love for her, but finds out a love like theirs isn’t all that easy to walk away from.


Bethany knows she’ll be working closely with Roman, and she’s not sure she can keep her professional and personal feelings separate. She’s loved him for what seems like forever and knows she always will. Once he felt the same way, but she made a decision that changed their lives. Will telling him the whole story restore his love, and what about his trust? She wants it all. 

 “I admire women who escape abusive and violent relationships to build a new life for themselves. I can imagine their sacrifices, fears and loneliness. I wanted to write a romance around the dark side of their life to bring out the hope of happy endings.” ~ Lavada ~

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Merry Christmas


 May your stocking be filled with books to keep you warm on these long winter days

 Wishing you a very Merry Christmas and a Happy, Fun, and Healthy 2014.


I’m Late, I’m Late

Cover1600x2400I’m feeling like the White Rabbit in Alice In Wonderland.  According to industry news the best time to publish a Christmas Story is in October.  And, as you can see “No Perfect Marriage” didn’t make it.

It’s been a hard year writing wise and I’m hoping to do better next year which reminds me is just around the corner.  So better late than never and No Perfect Marriage is a fast fun read. Like last years A Divorce For Christmas this story could happen to anyone.  You, family, or friends it’s about real life and the work it takes to make a marriage or a relationship work.

Below is a short excerpt.

Kade stood in the open doorway looking rumpled and… sexy. If he was surprised, he hid it behind a smirk as he stepped back to give her room to enter. “I’d invite you in, but apparently you don’t feel you need an invitation.”

Guilt had Sandra on the defensive, and again she reminded herself it was her house too.  Before she could say anything, Kade did it for her. “Guess I need to change the locks.”

“Guess you do.”

Silence settled between them. Nothing new here.  The only communication they had ever really been good at was in bed and that had gone south when Kade started working fourteen-hour days.

ChristmasI am in celebrating mode already.  Last Sunday we had an early Christmas morning with the grand kids.  Two little guys, seven and four, plus a Giant Schnauzer puppy launched us all into the spirit.

This week I’m attending The Romance Studio Christmas Party and would like to invite you to join us.  There will be prizes to add under your tree.   Just comment as you browse through the pages. I’ll be giving a copy of A Divorce For Christmas away and TRS is giving away a gift card, value $100 minimum to one lucky reader plus other prizes from the TRS prize vault

Hope to see you there.  :)

Christmas Party

BlogHop1SIt’s Christmas and time to party.  Evernight Publishing is holding a Christmas Blog Hop.  It will run from December 10th to the 14th.  There are a number of Evernight authors participating.  Three of my favorites are Sadie Sinclair, Lace Daltyn and Faye Avalon.  For information and to start the hop visit any of their blogs by clicking on their names.

There are a lot of prizes, wishing you bundles of luck in winning some to put under your tree.

November News

I am happy to announce that A Divorce For Christmas is at Amazon and Barnes and Noble.    I loved writing this story and getting to know Lori and Brad.

2012 is winding down for me. When I set up this blog it was to replace doing a newsletter so most of the posts are news related.   But a few years ago I started an eclectic blog called Over The Back Yard Fence with my friend and fellow author Laurie Ryan.   We now have 8 members of the community and post on various subjects.   We would love to have you drop in and visit.  It’s a great place to meet new friends.

And the last news item — Laurie is featuring Holiday Magic, the anthology we did together over at her blog.  We are giving a digital copy away so drop over there and leave a comment.

Wishing you all a Happy Thanksgiving.


A Divorce For Christmas

A Divorce For Christmas is a short Christmas story (approx 10,000). It is available at Smashwords for $0.99 and will be on Amazon and Barnes and Noble soon.

All Lori Harper can think of is having a baby. But it isn’t proving to be easy so she has ramped up her efforts. With How-To-Books in hand she has become a woman with a mission. With ‘things’ down to the clinical, Brad is feeling anything but amorous. In fact he has had enough of the command performances.

Unable to live this way any longer Brad asks for a divorce. Lori is so caught up in her body and getting pregnant that she is blindsided. To make matters worse things come to a head right after a very unsatisfactory frustrating act that Brad has barely been able to complete.

Lori is at first in denial but when Brad rents an apartment she asks for time. Christmas in less than a month away and their families are intertwined to an extent that it will affect everyone’s holiday. Besides she is still convinced Brad will change his mind.



Brad ground his teeth to keep the oath he wanted to shout from escaping. He rolled away from Lori and lifted his arms over his head. Moonlight filtered in from the window and danced across the bed. His breathing slowed and the room fell silent with nothing but the click of the electric clock disturbing it. This had to stop. He couldn’t do it anymore. He was through! Quitting! No more command performances. With new resolve he swung his feet out of bed and pulled on his briefs and pants.

“What are you doing?” Lori sounded concerned but not enough to risk moving. Nothing short of a fire would get her out of bed. No, the latest in a long list of how-to-get-pregnant books said not to move for at least a half an hour after intercourse. Knowing Lori she’d probably still be lying in the same position in the morning.

Brad headed for the door, but with second thoughts strode around the bed and nudged Lori’s leg for a spot to sit.


“Don’t? For cripes sake Lori, moving your leg isn’t going to make a damn bit of difference. I doubt that fiasco we just performed impregnated you and . . .” His voice trailed off. He took a breath and continued. “And, I sincerely hope it didn’t because . . .” Again he couldn’t finish what he was trying to say. He took another deep breath and tried to ease the pain around his heart. “I don’t think I want children anymore.”

Lori gasped at his words. A tear trickled out of the corners of her eyes and he felt like a heel. A sob escaped with her words. “I don’t understand. You’ve always wanted a family. You said you wanted two, maybe three. We planned it all out and have been trying for over a year.” Another sob escaped.

Brad handed Lori a tissue. He was hurting and now she was, too. He’d tried, heaven only knew how much, but with all her concentration on a baby she didn’t hear him when he asked her to give all the time schedules a rest and just enjoy each other and let nature have a chance. She wouldn’t even consider counseling when he asked her to go with him. Still he’d never meant to say the things he had or at least he hadn’t meant to say them in anger and frustration. Watching Lori wipe her eyes, he got a glimpse of what he’d become. The deterioration of their marriage was changing them both and he didn’t like who he was anymore. How had he let it go on for so long? With a sigh he got off the bed. “I’m sorry. You are going to hate me but I can’t do this anymore. I know I should wait until morning to say anything more, but since we’ve gotten this far . . .” He looked away. This was hard, but it wasn’t going to get any easier. With a sigh he said, “I want a divorce.”


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