Time. We all wish for more time in the day. I don’t know how many times I’ve been working on something and wished for 25 hours in a day instead of 24. Someone told me the other day that I had too many irons in the fire, but I don’t agree. I love to be busy. It’s a good thing since I’m a wife, mother, Accountant, Children’s Minister, Author and self publisher. Wow, what a list Sometimes it’s overwhelming, but then again it’s rewarding. Everything I do is because of a passion. I’m not the type of person to jump into something that I don’t like to do. Some aspects of my passions are not my favorite things to do, but that’s the nature of the beast. As a writer you need a little time everyday to put pen to paper or fingers to keys. I love writing and don’t...
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When most folks think of a grand entrance, they might imagine a grand staircase, ascending to a crowded ballroom (think: Cinderella). Or, they imagine a red carpet rolled out in welcome (think: Hollywood). Well, I’m a historical author, not a movie star. And I can’t imagine anything more welcoming than a Cobblestone Carpet… and luckily, thanks to old-town Richmond’s charm, that is precisely what I got on my very first book tour! The tour kicked off Thursday 2/28/13 at Eagle Eye bookstore in Decatur Georgia, and I was fortunate enough to have a full quorum of friends come out to cheer me on. Special thanks to Charles for arranging everything! My critique partners Romily Bernard (right) and Sally Kilpatrick made the trek up, and lots of friends and coworkers from CDC and Georgia Romance Writers came to see me take on such questions from the audience as, “So, about this racy cover: can...
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I met Esy when I was about 21. I had just left my mom's home to move into my very own studio, a horrible place near the train station. Ever since i know myself, I loved cats, my mom would constantly throw out any cat I'd bring inside so, the very first thing I did when I finally moved out, was to have a cat. I found Esy in a newspaper. Her former owner, who loved her enormously (he even named his car tag after her) had remarried and his new wife hated cats. I remember the first days with Esy being very difficult. She'd miaw and whine endlessly staring at the front door, and probably waiting for her friend to come and take her home. Until one night when I felt her hopping into bed and laying next to me. Ever since that night she'd always stay by my...
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