Thursday, July 21, 2016

This is my current favorite place to be



Our deck is my favorite place to go. 

This huge oak tree overlooks it and allows it to always be shaded.  We don’t need an awning or even an umbrella.  It’s always comfortable out here.

I’ve planted quite a few flowers here.  Most of the flower pots were given to me by various friends and family members. A few I’ve picked up at yard sales.  


This is Pan and Blaze in their “catio”.  

 Some nights we hear noises coming from the catio and a raccoon is walking along the top of the chicken wire.  The cats stay indoors at night, and there is no food out there, so I don’t know what their attraction to the catio seems to be. 

I might think it’s the birdseed we put outside on the deck to feed our chipmunk friends, but they usually clean it up spotless most nights.  Maybe they can still smell the seed.  Do sunflower seeds have a smell?  

Anyway, this is my most relaxing place. I go out here to read quite a bit.  Sometimes I end up falling asleep, but I'm old so I think it's okay. 

Wednesday, July 20, 2016

So I've taken a break from promotion for the next two days to catch my breath from the release of Second Chance:






I've started reading a lot.  I finished quite a few online articles that I hadn't gotten to, listened to an uncountable number of podcasts, all to do with writing and reading, and I'm also loving this book:




What are you all doing?  How are you spending your summer?  Got any good books to share???

Sunday, July 17, 2016

Parkinson's didn't stop a day with my dad



I grew up going to carnivals. Fairs, rides, games, fried food in every imaginable concoction were the backbone to outings with my dad. He loved the carnival experience, I think, even more than I did as a kid. In my twenties and thirties, I still made time to go to fairs with my dad. Fairs were bonding. They were a day outside, enjoying summer, taking in the sights and sounds, the people (Eavesdropping on conversations are very important to maintaining true character dialogue, and fairs always, always, always provided the “true” down home Americana dustbowl vibe to the human experience.)
Then in 2010 Parkinson’s disease came, and I lost my dad.  Dad disappeared quickly. Or maybe it was slow and just in my fast paced life I didn’t notice right away. Little pieces of his brain were stolen, and in my heart for each stolen piece of who my dad was, anger replaced that for me.  I hate Parkinson’s.  Parkinson’s doesn’t know me, doesn’t know my dad, and doesn’t know what we shared. How dare this disease, this entity, invade our lives, our relationship, and take everything away. 

But yesterday…
Yesterday was a gift.  We took Dad to the fair, and he was happy. It has been so long since I experienced life behind his eyes. Exhilaration watching the kids go on rides, seeing cows and various farm animals on display. Tractors coming in for the annual antique tractor pull. There was no negativity, no thoughts of fear on what was happening to him and why, no frustrations over his physical challenges now.  Dad was Dad.  Patient, laughing Dad who just wanted to spend the afternoon having fun.  Because life is about fun.  That’s what you “bust your ass all week for”, he always said.  “To have fun on the weekends.”  Dad was exhausted when he got home, but he had a good day.
He had a good day.  
So rare now and a blessing.  I will remember yesterday with fondness and grace.  I will remember it as a gift.

Saturday, July 16, 2016

Thank you!

Thank you for downloading Second Chance on it's launch date yesterday.  Your support means so much to me!  Needless to say, I'm tired.  All this promotion is hard, guys!  You wonder if anyone will see your new book then you worry that everyone will hate it, or maybe love it and want more.  THEN...you worry that the muse gods will not bless you with new words on the page.  It never ends.

Anyway...I'm going to rest today.  Well, go and enjoy myself anyway.  I'm headed out to the Jefferson County Fair to relax, listen to music or shows, whatever we find, eat fried dough with lots of powdered sugar.

Thanks again everyone!  You guys are the best! 

Thursday, July 14, 2016

Second Chances is out tomorrow!





Second Chance releases tomorrow!  




Samantha Stone thought she had it all.  High powered job, nice apartment, and everything else she thought she needed in the city that never sleeps.  When her aunt unexpectedly passes away and wills her the family diner, Sam moves back to the one horse town she grew up in—and a world as foreign as if she moved to another planet.  
Ian Woods is trying to reassemble his life that was shattered ten years ago.  He’s paid his debt to society but the people of Cold Springs are as unforgiving as they are set in their ways.  He can’t believe Sam Stone is back in town, and the only person who will give him a second chance.
Who knew that a rundown diner in the middle of nowhere would bring them together?  Can this new life save them both before the town tears them apart?