Writing Goals? Uh . . . I Have Them Here Somewhere . . .

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That’s pretty much it, folks. This year, I need to get shit done. With my YA books blowing my free time out of the water, I have been crazy behind on all my romance writing projects to the point of acute personal humiliation and embarrassment. Seriously.

I meant to have the Elemental Series entirely behind me by now, and publish a few more novellas, but wow. Just . . . wow. Being traditionally published is such an ordeal compared to self-pub, and it’s been a real learning process. A good one, believe me, but it’s been a slog. I think I have a handle on it all now, I’ve learned some critical time-management skills, and I’m ready to get back in the saddle again.

So this year, no crazy over-reaching goals. Here’s what I’m going for: Continue reading

Tidbit Tuesday: What If Santa’s What You’re Wishing For?

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In my holiday novella, Naughty or Nice, Olivia has just finished work on Christmas Eve at the mall, and with aching feet and no real plans, her holiday could really use some cheer. As always at Christmas, Santa comes through . . .


“Uuuugh…” Olivia said with a groan as they walked through the mall to the main doors. “I can’t wait to get out of these shoes.”

Jill stretched her back. “You sure you’re not coming over?”

Olivia smiled. “I’m sure.”

“Well, if you change your mind, we’re home tonight. Tomorrow we split between his parents and mine, though.”

“Thanks, but really – I’m good.” Olivia yawned, staggering a bit on her stiletto heels.

“Ho Ho Ho, ladies!” Santa’s voice rang out from the tacky foamcore gingerbread house set up in the center of the mall. Jill waved back.

“Hey Santa! Whassup?”

“Still taking requests,” he called out. “What are you wishing for?”

“Alcohol!” Jill called back. “And a foot rub for my friend, here!”

Santa looked over at Olivia. His beard obscured his face, but she could tell he was smiling.

“Is that so?” he said.

“Yeah, but give her the kind of rub that starts at the feet and works its way up!” Jill suggested, waggling her eyebrows. “Somebody needs to unwrap her under a Christmas tree, if you know what I mean.” Continue reading

Read A Copy Of My New Year’s Eve Novella – FREE!

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That’s right! Happy end of a really crappy year for most people – ring in the new year with a steamy romance FREE!

Lauren prides herself on being a professional woman with one hard and fast rule: don’t ever date anyone you work with. That all goes to hell the minute Ross strolls in the door, with a wicked accent, a rocking body and a face chiseled by angels. Add to that his single-minded determination to get to know Lauren on a more-than-professional basis, and all her carefully crafted rules begin to blur. From the company holiday party to a New Year’s Eve masquerade ball, Ross teases and torments until Lauren decides to send the old year out with a bang. A really, really good bang.

Just head over to Smashwords and use this code: WS63T to claim your free copy. The download is good on all tablets and e-readers (including Kindle!) or you can read via their online portal. Enjoy!

Santa Delivers All Sorts Of Good Things in ‘Naughty or Nice’

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In my holiday novella, Naughty or Nice, Olivia has just finished her Christmas Eve shift in retail. She’s looking forward (not) to a quiet evening alone when she bumps into the mall Santa – who happens to be the guy she’s been crushing on from afar, filling in for some extra cash. Olivia decides to take a chance on an evening with Jason, and finds out that wishes really do come true – in spite of meddling best friends.


“Maybe we should move to the bed,” she said breathlessly.
Jason smiled down at her. “I have to stop kissing you first, and I don’t know if I can do that,” he said with a chuckle, kissing her once more.
He finally eased off of her, pulling her up to a sitting position. Olivia pushed her mussed-up hair out of her face self-consciously as she caught sight of his impish grin.
“What?” she asked, running her fingers under her eyes just in case her mascara had smudged or something.
“Is that – ” he looked past her shoulder. “Is that a Hitachi wand?” Continue reading

Looking For A Steamy Holiday Read? Auld Lang Sin Is Now Available!

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Lauren prides herself on being a professional woman with one hard and fast rule: don’t ever date anyone you work with. That all goes to hell the minute Ross strolls in the door, with a wicked accent, a rocking body and a face chiseled by angels. Add to that his single-minded determination to get to know Lauren on a more-than-professional basis, and all her carefully crafted rules begin to blur.

From the company holiday party to a New Year’s Eve masquerade ball, Ross teases and torments until Lauren decides to sent the old year out with a bang. A really, really good bang.

Auld Lang Sin is available at Amazon for Kindle or Smashwords for all e-reading devices (or online) and for a mere $.99!

Grab yourself a cup of holiday steam and enjoy!

Happy St. Paddy’s Day! Enjoy A Free Read of “Under The Rainbow”

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Caren is trying to get her life back together after a devastating diagnosis. When she meets the handsome and mysterious Aengus, she realizes she’s stumbled upon a world of shamrocks and magic in the middle of her harsh reality. He offers her one wish – and she doesn’t waste it on gold.

You can read “Under The Rainbow” for free at Smashwords, formatted for all e-reading devices or for PC, if you prefer. This was one of my favorite short-stories, it really is. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed having them in my head!

“A very well written mysterious short story (book). It was very easy to read/follow from start/finish & never a dull moment.”

“The ending was very beautiful…I kept rooting for them to be together. “

My Brain Is All Over The Place Today

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I have a serious case of what I call “Irons-in-the-Fire Syndrome.” I have the final edits and read-through of Changeling to finish so I can release (hopefully today, but maybe tomorrow if I get interrupted), but my next book is demanding that I pay attention to it. The plot is rich and full and already mapping itself out, throwing chunks of dialogue at me, moistening my eyes with tender moments, and making me squirm on my commute home with thoughts of how well these two people fit together.

In addition to that, I have new FanFiction to plan out (although that’s not as huge of a deal. I’ve started fics with a lot less to go on and the beauty of Fanfic is you have to write one chapter at a time and it leads you to the plot points as they evolve). And alongside all that, I have a job writing articles for an online magazine, this blog and another blog to manage, and I have a non-fiction book I’m putting together on a specialized subject.

All while working a full-time day job and with primary custody of two kids.

No wonder I don’t have a social life. Sheesh.

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She Says It Better Than I Do

What can be said in New Year rhymes,
That’s not been said a thousand times?
The new years come, the old years go,
We know we dream, we dream we know.
We rise up laughing with the light,
We lie down weeping with the night.
We hug the world until it stings,
We curse it then and sigh for wings.
We live, we love, we woo, we wed,
We wreathe our prides, we sheet our dead.
We laugh, we weep, we hope, we fear,
And that’s the burden of a year.

-Ella Wilcox