Wednesday, November 28, 2007


The only thing more fun for an author than starting an exciting new book is the pleasure of typing "The End". Yesterday I finished a 2009 book for Harlquin Romance which, as yet, has no title. Today I'm working on AFS or the art fact sheets Harlequin authors fill out to help the art department come up with the perfect cover. Most people don't realize that the authors don't create the covers. In fact, we don't have total say on the title either. That's why the book I just finished has no name. :-)

Anyway, back to the AFS. These are extensive questions about the book that include a short synopsis, three scene ideas that show the tone of the story, a ton of information about the characters' looks, personality, and character, plus descriptions of the setting, which in this case is the glorious Rocky Mountains. Preparing the AFS is a great deal of work, but the end result is a better cover.

Friday, November 23, 2007

Thanksgiving tradtions at our house

Thanksgiving was awesome at our house! We were incredibly blessed to have family, friends, and folks we hadn't seen in a very long time come for dinner. Being a traditional family, we had all the usual things with the addition of fried wild turkey. If you haven't tried this, friends, it is incredibly good.

After everyone was shamefully stuffed, several of the men headed for their deer stands to hunt while others plopped down to watch the Dallas Cowboys. We ladies purused the sale papers for Friday's big shopping day and later, played some dangerous games of Scattergories and Scrabble. For a person who makes a living with words, I am really, really terrible at Scrabble. But the fun and laughs and commraderie are worth the humiliation of getting 'whupped' in word games.

So, what does your family do on Thanksgiving?

Wednesday, November 21, 2007


Someone once told me never to put a cat in the microwave. Well now, that made perfectly good sense. I don't cook cats. Why would I ever consider such a thing? However, I do cook eggs, but I learned a valuable lesson about microwaves and eggs. Never, ever try to boil an egg in the microwave. Here's egg-zactly what happened.

I boiled an egg the regular way and after peeling away the shell, I was egg-zasperated to realize the inside was still a little soggy. So I popped it into the microwave for a few seconds. All was well until I removed the egg and cut into it with a knife. POP! Suddenly, I was blinded, momentarily thank goodness. When the smoke, or I should say, egg cleared, I was covered with yellow dots. I was covered, my kitchen was covered, everything except the chicken salad, the real destination for my egg, was covered. I'm not egg-zaggerating. My daughter and I spent the next thirty minutes removing egg from some strange places including the ceiling .

After all the egg-citement my chicken salad sandwich remained eggless. I wasn't about to try that egg-speriment again!

Bet you don't want to come to my house for Thanksgiving dinner!