This post is part of a virtual book tour scheduled by Goddess Fish Promotions. Dora will be awarding one $10 GC to http://www.pelicanbookgroup.com/ to one randomly drawn commenter at every stop during the tour.
Welcome to my writing world. Come on in.
Would you like something to drink? How about some Café con Leche? It’s one of my faves. It’ll just take me a second. Be right back.
Here you go.
Do you like it? Yeah, I know it’s strong, but when your alarm goes off at five-thirty, you need something to kick-start that old motor.
My office isn’t too neat, is it? But it’s organized the way I like it, with things I need at my fingertips, like my laptop, printer, manuscript folders, and ALWAYS something to drink. Usually coffee, but when the temperatures escalate outside, I like a Caffeine Free Diet Coke or iced tea.
And this mess doesn’t compare to the chaos floating around in my head. Characters, plots, scene ideas. You name it. Wish I had some way to file those or turn them off at night. I do my best with sticky notes, on my desk, the wall, the laptop screen. Smart phone apps like Voice Recorder and Color Note work great for those ideas that wake me up or while my dog walks me around the park.
Some writers like music. Not me. The only music I listen to is the hum of the ceiling fan or Bruiser’s soft snore. This afternoon, I enjoyed rumbles of thunder and the soft rhythm from raindrops. Bruiser isn’t too fond of thunder. Here he is in his new thundershirt.
Isn’t he adorable? He’s not too sure of it, but since he hasn’t bolted for the shower stall upstairs, it seems to be working.
A few times a month, my office doubles as a daycare. Our grandson claims to be sick, but I think he just wants a day off to spend with Meme. On those days, I only get work done when this happens:
My creativity takes a drastic nosedive in the afternoons, so I write in the mornings. I’m a routine kinda gal. You won’t find me huddled over my laptop at my favorite coffee shop. Sometimes, though, I can’t resist taking my laptop out onto the deck.
Inspiring, don’t you think?
Occasionally, a wild turkey meanders through the yard. Or a fox. Or the five ducks that live on the lake beyond the fence. At different times, of course. There must be a “no passing” sign back there. Can you see the turkey in the middle of the picture?
And the squirrels can be quite entertaining. Caught one of these little guys draining the hummingbird feeder, then he had the nerve to play dead. What? Did he think I wouldn’t notice the empty feeder? Never mind that he has his own feeder back by the fence. Guess he just needed a drink. It’s no wonder animals play a huge role in my books.
I hope you enjoyed this visit into my writing world. Stop by anytime, won’t you? Next time I’ll brew some Island Coconut coffee. Mmmm…
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Devastated after the brutal murder of her husband, Chelsea Hammond vows never to love another lawman. Intent on rebuilding her shattered life, she turns her focus to helping troubled teens. But when an angry father bent on retaliation, threatens her, Chelsea must turn to the one man she never thought to trust: Deputy U.S. Marshal Trey Colten.
Trey wants only to protect Chelsea, but she blames him for her husband’s death. Trey can relate. He blames himself, also. As danger lurks, Trey begs Chelsea to heed his warnings. He let down one Hammond. He won’t let down another—especially one who now holds his heart.
When Chelsea is snatched from her home, can she put aside her fear, and trust Trey with her life? Can she forgive him for destroying her past and let him help to rebuild her future?
Where one journey ends, another begins…
A Routine Audit? Hardly.
Red flags—including some goon who's following her—raise McKinley Frasier's suspicions that numbers don't add up at the insurance firm. When someone tries to snatch McKinley's daughter from school, she turns to police officer and ex-fiance, Renner Crossman—the cop who walked out on her a month before their wedding. But Renner's not the same guy who broke her heart ten years ago. He calls himself a "new man." She trusts the new Renner with her daughter's safety...but what about her heart?
After an injury forces Deputy U.S. Marshal Sage Michaelson off duty, he heads to his hometown with two things on his mind: recuperating and reevaluating, but Sage can’t refuse his best friend’s plea to keep a protective eye on his little sister after someone ransacks her house. But Delaney’s not so little anymore—and definitely not the young “Dane” Sage remembers.
Flight Medic Delaney Hunt has loved Sage forever. But, he’s all about control and order while she embraces life and takes risks. As much as the idea appeals to her, she doesn’t need Sage looking over her shoulder. But when things go wrong and she finds herself hanging by her fingertips, who does she call to rescue her?
Will Delaney ever be the woman Sage wants by his side? Can Sage learn to live by grace, recognizing that God is in control? Can they overcome their fears to embrace life together?