Updated: Feb 18


Can you believe it? Already we're past the half-way mark of February! Before we know, we'll be welcoming spring! Well, this is what we hope....

But as long as it's still February, a month that always makes a point to remind you winter is still around, why not take the time to curl up with a good love story that takes place in, none other than, February!

February's Angel.

The third book of the series.

I'm going to let you in on a little secret. The main characters of this book, Sophie and Chester, are probably my favorite of those I've introduced so far. A man who's hidden behind this tough-guy demeanor for so long., this all changes when Chester meets Sophie. The claim he becomes a changed man, would be putting it mildly. Thank goodness for Sophie, right?

Here's a hint of an excerpt from the book -

He leaned closer to take the locket in his hand. After studying it, he turned it over. The inscription jumped right out at him.


Well… if this wasn’t enough to throw a damper on his expectations, he didn’t know what would be. He could only pray this simple, single word message didn’t mean what it implied.

Noting the nervous expression on her face, he slowly removed his hand. He sat back in his chair, the tone of his voice casual. “Nice. It is from a boyfriend? And out of curiosity, what does the inscription on the back mean? Because it sort of implies something pretty serious.”

For a few moments, she was silent, her hand creeping up to cover the locket with her fingers. Almost as if she was trying to hide it from him. She finally looked directly at him. “A good friend gave it to me. A friend I met in Paris.”

Unsure why she felt the need to give him any further information, the words came tumbling out of her mouth. “Unfortunately, he seems to want more from me than I want from him. I… I’m not sure what I’m going to do. With the two of us, well… it seems like there’s something missing. At least for me, there is.”

He nodded slowly. “Ah, I see.”

And damn if he didn’t know what else to say. Probably because, truthfully, he didn’t see. Leaning back in his chair, he nodded a few more times as he studied her. He wasn’t quite sure what she meant with the ‘something was missing’ comment.

Then he decided, what the hell. He might as well come out and ask her. What did he have to lose?

Yeah, what was it they said? Go big or go home?

Yeah, sort of like playing ball. You give it your all and you either hit the ball out of the park or you strike out. And this was definitely one of those times he could use a home run.

He tilted his head towards her, giving another slow nod before he spoke. “So… what exactly is it you’re looking for?”

This brought on such a look of panic, he quickly continued. “Hey, I’m only trying to help you out. Part of the agreement we made earlier. You know, the you help me, I’ll help you in return. Then hopefully, between the two of us, we’ll be able to figure out how to make this whole relationship thing work for us.”

He was swift to reassure her. “Again, I’m referring to my relationship. And your relationship.” He nodded towards the locket. “Or whatever you’ve got going on with that.”

She hesitated, looking down at her hands. Then she looked right up and at him, the words flying right out of her mouth. Words she didn’t even know she wanted to say.

Words she suddenly believed with all of her heart.

“I want to be so in love with someone, I’d be willing to do anything for them, with them feeling the same about me. We wouldn’t have to think about it…. there would be no hesitation because we’d both know it was the real thing. And all of this would happen in the spur of the moment, with no looking back, no thought about the future.”

And this is when it hit her. The answer to what she was looking for was sitting right in front of her.

Oh my God… you want this to be with him. Nothing has changed. He really is the one… the man you want to spend the rest of your life with.

She blinked, almost holding her breath as she waited for him to say something. But he didn’t. He only continued to study her, his eyes holding hers. Finally, clasping her hands tightly together, she leaned in closer.

She had to ask. “And what… what about you?”

He smiled. It was a slow smile. A smile that settled deep inside of her, sending her heart flip-flopping in response.

He reached across the table and took her hands in his. Gently caressing her fingers, his voice was so soft. “I’m beginning to think we both want the same thing. So, maybe we should just wait and see what happens next.”

He abruptly pulled his hands from hers and reached for his wallet. After he pulled out some bills and placed them on the table, he stood, holding out his hand.

“Come. We’ve got to get you home. It’s already after midnight. And after the long day you’ve had, you must be exhausted.”

So, what do you think? If you'd like to read more, you can find the book in both paperback and ebook -

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An update - I've already started working on Book 7. I have a month in mind, but as you know, I don't like to share this information until the book comes out. But I do have to say, I think it's going to be a good one.

Take care and as always, thanks for reading.

P. S. Remember, you can always contact me if you have any questions... or would just like to drop a line or two.


Updated: Dec 28, 2019


I just noticed my last post was in September and for this I apologize. But I have been sort of busy. More like side-tracked.

This all began with remodeling our kitchen in the middle of summer. What started out as my request for a double oven turned into the kitchen being gutted - the cabinets, countertops and appliances replaced with everything new. I feel like we've finally been brought up to the twenty-first century. I now have a grown-up kitchen.

A little note here, the time-frame a contractor gives you and the actual time the remodeling takes place? Double it, triple it... heck, quadruple it - there's going to be delays. Trust me on this. There are so many things that can happen.

Now, I'm not complaining. I am thrilled with the new look and yes, I have my double ovens. Which I love. But this totally threw me off balance because the kitchen is where I usually work on my ornaments, starting in mid-summer. And it's also where my computer is. So, probably much more than usual and according to my husband, I did a lot of procrastinating and complaining.

But now the kitchen is all done. And my ornaments were finished in time for my show. Christmas came and went in a flash, like it always seems to and now it's time to relax.

And... I also finished the sixth book of the series! I actually had it out and available on Amazon and other sites around the first of December.

Yes... A January to Remember can now be yours, in both paperback and ebook. It is the sixth book of the series. Can you believe this? Never would I have thought I'd be claiming such a thing. Or that I'd ever write a book, let alone a series of books.

I've found, with each book I write, I love writing even more. Every time I come to the end of what book I'm currently writing, I think the main characters have now become my favorite. But then I realize, this isn't true. I love them all. You can't spend months with these couples, writing about what they experience and not feel as though they are your friends.

So, which main characters are your favorite? Do any of the six stories tug more at your heart? Any you wish would've ended differently? Or you were completely surprised at what happened along the way? And is there any one book you wish didn't have to end?

I am already thinking ahead to the seventh book. I already know who the main characters will be and have a plot in mind. But this is all I'm going to share with you. In the meantime, I hope you can find the time to enjoy what I've written so far.

If there is anything you want to know, always feel free to contact me. The same goes for any suggestions or comments. Or just to talk! I welcome any correspondence from you.

Happy New Year!


Hi there!

For those of you who don't know me, along with writing, I am an artist. And for the last too, too many years I have made hundreds, if not thousands, of Christmas ornaments. It exhausts me to even think how many there have been. I'm going to go out on a limb here and dare to say it could be close to a million... maybe...

And this is the time of year when this whole process of creating new ornament designs starts. At least for me, it is. If I try to start any earlier, the ideas just aren't there. I guess I work better under pressure. Or maybe it's just that I'm a procrastinator in the highest form.

I majored in fine arts in college, but the closest I ever got to landing a job in the 'art world' was an offer I received from the American Greetings headquarters in Cleveland as a contributing artist.

I had sent out samples of my work to random stationary and card companies, hoping it would turn into a freelance opportunity. And American Greetings was the only one who responded.

When I walked into the room for the interview, you can imagine my surprise when I came face to face with what seemed like about a dozen men sitting around this huge table. At first, I thought I'd walked into the wrong room.

But no, there they were... waiting for me and ready to ask all these questions. So, of course, I was feeling pretty high on myself to have all of this attention. Unfortunately, there was so much I didn't like about their job offer, starting with any design I came up with, it was automatically their property. There was also the three by five feet cubicle (if even that) I would have as my home away from home. From nine to five, for five days a week. And then there was the random bag check I was warned about, to make sure you weren't taking off with one of their designs when you left work.

Seriously? Maybe this is normal, but again... seriously? I didn't know the greeting card company business was so secretive, their designs in such high demand that someone would try to sneak them out of the building.

So, I refused the job, much to the chagrin of one of those twelve who called and offered me the job. In fact he was quite sarcastic about it, insinuating I was making the biggest mistake of my life.

Oh well, their loss, right?

Now I'm sure their hiring tactics are much different now, but I have never regretted not taking the job. Because, let's face it... I'm not a nine to five type of person. I do my best work late at night. I like the solitude of night and this seems when all my creative energy is at it's highest.

And with most artists and writers I know, they will claim the same.

So right now, I write a little, then I paint a little. I've found this works well for me, I don't get bored. Or if I find I'm staring at my computer, unable to even come up with a simple sentence, I switch to painting for a while. And usually, when I go back to the computer, the wording I was searching for comes to me. Like magic.

Okay, maybe it's not like magic, but it's there and I feel much better about what I wrote.

About the photos I posted here - the first is of ornaments laid out on our family room floor. No, this is not a good thing. I usually work in the kitchen, because the natural lighting is so much better there. But the kitchen is now out of commission - remodel going on. The second photo shows a close up of ornaments that will eventually be a full-color painted design, but now has only a basic design shape in white. Sort of like a template, I guess? The next step will be to paint in the required colors. Then I'll do the shading. And so on and so on, to finally end with the bow. It's a long process...

Since this is how I work, I live in a heightened sense of panic up until the ornaments are just about finished. This is because I think I'm behind, I have nothing done, the designs I've come up with are terrible and I'm never going to finish.

Ask anyone who knows me and they'll assure you, around this time of year, I do a lot of whining about this. But I always think about what my favorite art teacher in high school told our class. He said if an artist is completely satisfied with what they've created, they won't be motivated to improve their work. And they are shorting themselves to do better.

Sort of like the saying, 'Be the best you can be.'

And that's what I'm going to do now. Leave the computer and paint for a while. Then it will be back to the computer. Yes, I'm working on book #6 - it's coming along.

Until the next time, take care, and thanks for reading!


P.S. Feel free to comment. About anything, especially about the books in the series. I'd love to hear what you have to say!