If you haven't noticed, I took last week off. Not intentionally, and with no good reason, other than I kept intending to get to the computer and blog, but life and the holidays kept luring me away. I don't know about you, but I am so easily distracted this time of...
I opened the mailbox yesterday and the poor thing groaned, what with being stuffed with holiday catalogs. Apparently the deforestation that went into November's assembly line arrival of enticements wasn't enough, and now I am getting the "there's still time to order"...
Just a quick post to let you know that everyone here survived the holiday weekend—I've got to finish page proofs today—so this is a quickie blog. Pics and more to follow. We were down in Seaside again, like we did last year, and yes, DH cooked. He cooked...
Hey all, just in case the holidays can't come any soon enough for you, you should drop by my Contest this month and enter to win one of twelve "Days of Christmas" packages I'll be sending out next month, which will include yummy, nummy homemade Christmas treats,...
Now that used to mean getting myself down to the nearest pub and . . . well, singing a lot of Irish songs into the night. And perhaps imbibing in a pint or two. (Kit, this is the point where you don't snort your coffee all over your keyboard, nor do you comment.) But...
I know, I'm supposed to wax poetic about this week because I am a romance writer. It is rather like carrying the standard in this business. Oh, it's Valentine's Day, let's trot the local romance writers out of their caves, dress them in red and have them go on and on...
