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England, 1192: He looked at Powell. “Do you blame me for wanting her?” She pursed her lips at that. “No, my lord. She’s not only the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, all respect,” he ducked his head to her, “but I suspect her sons will be as fierce as she is.” She plopped down…
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Growing up, Saturdays were hang out and chill and eat pancakes day. My parents made their own maple syrup so it was a big deal. In the summer time we had them with blueberries because my urban-homesteading-inclined parents grew their own blueberries. (Of course they did.☺️) My husband is a go getter kind of guy.…
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It’s surreal, that I keep having people tell me that I’m an inspiration to them when I’m also the sort of person that keeps an emotional support stuffie in her office. 😜 I don’t see myself in the same way that other people do. I’ve been on and off sick to my stomach about having…
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Hmm… It’s still morning as I write this but I can say that a few things are out of the ordinary because my life has been changing. Call it the ‘new normal’. We love those words, don’t we? 😜 My five foot one daughter is away at basic training right now. 😩 NOT normal. I…
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Songs from my playlist: Love Game by Timecop 1983 Tangled Moon (Insurrection) …It was mid-morning, and they’d gotten their usual four hours of sleep. Darling had woken just after he had, wrapped her naked body up in the blanket, and then tucked her cheek against his sternum, mumbling something about there being no reason to…
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Tangled Moon (book two): *Quick clarification, since I know it can be confusing, but anytime we’re in Lothar’s head, Danielle is Darling, since that’s what he always calls her. It’s not him with another woman. 😲 I wouldn’t do that. It’s a huge pet peeve of mine in romance novels. If I’m reading one and…
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Everything. I guess I just have that kind of personality. Mostly I’m curious about what makes people tick, why they behave the way they do. Even when they trigger and go crazy (like we all do from time to time) I’m always wondering what happened to make them do that. It probably has something to…
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I’ve talked about how I’d published books before, wasn’t happy with them, and then went into a sort of hermit mode while I figured myself out. I also started this blog, near the tail end of that time. But even in my most hermit-like moment I’d never stopped writing. I couldn’t shut my brain off…