This house, the Parkison House, at the Grand Encampment Museum absolutely steals my heart. I am utterly in love with it and the way it invites me to come inside, teased its way into my heart and just begs me to tell my story here. Inside these walls. And in my own...
You can never presume that you know how things were done in the past. Never. Take something ordinary like skiing. You've been watching the Olympics, or perhaps you actually ski. I used to. So I know how to do it. And most likely how it was done 120 years ago. I mean,...
Since I am getting this question a lot lately, I've decided to start talking about what I'm working on—since it is not a romance. Not per se. It is more of a historical fiction. And a quirky one at that. The story is set at the turn of the century (1907, thereabout)...
One of the most overlooked parts in romance novels is the M word: Marriage. We write and write about the parts that lead up to that commitment, but how often do books look at what happens after the "I do" except in romances that are slated as "Marriages of...
Or maybe I should make that "Two Wrongs Make a Third Cover." Or "What happens when you write the stories of identical twins and the trials of making sure both covers have the same model." Or rather, "How SIX IMPOSSIBLE THINGS got its cover because a certain someone...
In Something Borrowed, my novella in the anthology, FOUR WEDDINGS AND A SIXPENCE, Cordelia sketches at a local ruin. I must confess something: I LOVE ruins. The first time I went to England and Scotland in 1990, I was obsessed with finding ruins. In England, finding...
