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all the world’s a stage…
“All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players” ~Shakespeare Yes, the great bard was correct. The world–life–is a stage and at times I wish the contracts would expire for some of the bit players in my own life so I can either kill off their character or hold an open call... »
sam’s club as a metaphor for life
Picture this… The setting is Sam’s Club (or Costco, or BJs or whatever your local box store is). A women in rubber gloves stands behind a cart handing out free samples to the many shoppers strolling through the aisles. “Would you like to taste a free sample of our Spicy Mongolian Beef?” she asks a passerby. After... »
the little things in life
I write romance. I write military romance. I research the military to write said military romance and there is certain research you just can’t do on Google therefore, whether they are at a fire base in Afghanistan or at a desk stateside, I talk to soldiers and Marines sometimes more than I talk to... »
my favorite things: Retro H2O
Confession: I often observe Oprah with wonder. How everything seems to turn to gold around her. Any book she reads hits every best seller list. Any product she breaths the name of is instantly sold out of all stores. Admittedly, I am one of those masses who loves watching her annual “favorite things” show. I... »
say i won’t…
I was watching pro bull riding on TV a few months ago and I noticed a bunch of the riders had the words “Say I Won’t” on their vests. Being the Google queen I of course searched who and what this sponsor was. I was pleasantly surprised to find it’s a line of clothing,... »
stranger than fiction
My life as a romance writer can get pretty strange. I realize that and freely admit it. I mean, I have a file on my computer named “porn star research”. You don’t get much weirder than that. But last night when the girls and I all gathered for dinner, certain things were revealed and... »
where’s all the good stuff at?
I spent a considerable amount of years working summers at a country club to put myself through college. That meant I was constantly surrounded by the typical catering hall fare. Racks upon racks of icky, mushy prime rib which I swear is not made from the same cut or even the same animal as... »
…happily ever after
One of my esteemed colleagues popped up on Instant Messenger last night and said, “Give me some romance novels that were made into movies”. Google queen that I am, I googled. Ask and you shall receive. After pawing through the many lists of romance novels turned into movies, and disagreeing with quite of few... »
creativity or when the shoemaker has no shoes
Interesting thing I’ve noticed recently. When I’m feeling out of sorts, I can’t write (that part is not the revelation since I’ve known that for awhile now), but I can cook (there is your revelation). Over the holidays with the normal stress plus a whole lot extra personal stuff thrown in, writing was totally... »
mastering the master
So I got Mastering the Art of French Cooking by Julia Child for Christmas. It’s 684 pages, not counting all the index pages in the back which are numbered with Roman numerals that I can’t decipher because I went to public school. This tome weighs a good ten pounds and though I far outweigh... »