My Intro to Romance
Someone asked me recently what the first romance novel I read was. I had to think back on it because there is a memory floating around in my head about it. I must have been about 10 years old and was scrambling around under my parent's bed looking for a book. It wasn't an unusual occurrence, as my mother frequently…
I Get By
So many times I hear people say how writing is a solitary business. Pop culture has perpetuated the myth of the isolated writer in his barren office, hunched over a typewriter, a combination of alcohol, coffee and cigarette butts strewn across the desk. Even the X-Files took a turn at the lone writer stereotype in its episode Milagro, albeit with…
May Photo Challenge
If there is one thing I love more than writing, it is taking pictures. I inherited that from my mother who has been torturing Dearest Sister and I by dressing us in fancy clothes and posing us in odd places ever since we were wee little bebbies. There was this one time I was made to sit in a Cabbage Patch…
On Contests, Bath, and the Jane Austen Centre
It's Thursday, and while I don't do #TBT very often, this one has a story behind it. For the past few months, I have been entering The Seduction of the Duke in contests. One of the perks of this is the feedback I get from the judges. They point out any issues that I may have missed or where clarification is…
Challenge #4 - Sweets for the Sweet
Sweets for the Sweet ~ Candied Orange Peel I missed a couple of challenges while I was off traveling the world, so now I'm playing catch-up. London was amazing, as I always knew it would be. It is now my #1 favorite city. And by that I mean it is in a league all its own, there is nowhere comparable. The main…