Monday, March 31, 2014

Edits, Awards, and Reviews!


A couple announcements from the Linda Kage writing center:

The first round of edits for both To Professor, with Love AND Loving Lies have been completed.  To Professor is off to the proofreader, and Loving Lies is going through rewrites.

I haven't even received a form yet to fill out cover ideas for the publishers of Loving Lies to make a cover, so yeah, I have no clue what that cover will look like!  But I've always enjoyed surprises! So we'll all be surprised together. :)

I posted this picture a couple weeks ago on my Facebook page, but haven't yet shared it on my blog. 

I was super excited and completely shocked to receive this little award here in the mail.  I entered the Epic contest last June and had kind of forgotten about it until October when I learned I was a finalist in the Young Adult division for my story The Color of Grace.  I'd been a finalist before because I'd never won anything.  So, it was so amazing to get this!  Miss Lydia decided it would look best in her room, so she put it on one of her shelves!  Love that kid.

In a week or so when I get the proofs back for To Professor, with Love I believe I'll start bugging a few reviewers to see if anyone would like to read it for reviews.  So if you know any reviewers who would be interested in getting some ARCs, now's the time to let me know!

In other news...okay, I have no other news! I'm fairly boring lately. Hope everyone has a lovely week! Chat more later.

Friday, March 7, 2014

Cover Reveal - TO PROFESSOR WITH LOVE


Here it is!!
 
Get ready to meet Noel Gamble and Aspen Kavanagh this May in
To Professor with Love!!
 
I'm excited about this because it's the first one of my own books I'm publishing with one of my own Kage Covers on it!  So, yeah, if you totally hate it, it's completely on me this time, sorry.




So are you ready to hear more about To Professor with Love?? Well, here are the details!
 
Series : Forbidden Men, Book 2 (and yes, Mason, Reese, Eva, and even Sarah will appear in a couple places in this story)
 
Genre : New Adult Romance
 
Length : 110,000 words (aka - about 390 pages)
 
Hero : Noel Gamble, 21 years old, junior in college, star football quarterback, and bartender at the Forbidden Night Club
 
Heroine : Dr. Aspen Kavanagh, 23 years old, prodigy genius child, literature professor, and secret fan of football...and an even more secret fan of hot men in tight pants!
 
Readability : Over 18-years-old due to explicit scenes and language
 
POV : First person point of view, alternating between hero and heroine
 
BLURB :
 
Junior in college.
Star athlete.
Constant attention from the opposite sex.
 
On this campus, I’m worshiped. While seven hundred miles away, back in my hometown, I’m still trailer park trash, child of the town tramp, and older sibling to three kids who are counting on me to keep my shit together so I can take them away from the same crappy life I grew up in.
 
These two opposing sides of myself never mix until one person gets a glimpse of the true me. I never expected to connect with anyone like this or want more beyond one night. This may be the real deal.
Problem is, Dr. Kavanagh’s my literature professor.
 
If I start anything with a teacher and we’re caught together, I might as well kiss my entire future goodbye, as well as my family’s and especially Dr. Kavanagh’s. Except sometimes love is worth risking everything. Or at least, it damn well better be because I can only resist so much.
 
-N. G.-
 
 
EXCERPT : (from Chapter 9)

I’d been stood up. I hadn’t talked to Philip since the day before when we’d revised our plans, but I figured we were still on.

Oh, how wrong I was.

But I was already here, so I stayed and kept looking for him. I didn’t want to become a lame loser and go home alone in the nicest, sexiest dress I owned to sulk on the couch as I ate bon-bons and watched reruns of my one true love, Damon, on The Vampire Diaries. I wanted my damn date to show.

So, here I wandered through crowds of partying friends, feeling alone and abandoned. Uncomfortable to find myself surrounded by so many college students, I wondered why Philip had even chosen this place. Wouldn’t he want a break from this crowd?

Thank God no one had recognized me as their English professor yet, but I’d certainly recognized a few of them. Or maybe I should say no one recognized me until I finally approached the bar after searching the place for Philip for the past forty-five minutes.

But as one of my student’s eyes widened in shock and he uttered, “Dr. Kavanagh?” I gaped back at the football star, deciding Joseph Conrad had been a genius when he’d written Heart of Darkness and coined the phrase, the horror, the horror! Because that’s exactly how I felt.

Number one way to make my night a living hell: toss Noel Gamble into the mix while I was being stood up on a date.

I moaned out a little whimper under my breath, wondering what I’d ever done to karma to make it attack me like this. If Philip showed up now, I’d never be able to concentrate on him because Noel looked incredible in that tight black shirt. And his bulky arms were so...

Oh, yum.

Why did he have to work here of all places?

Clearing my throat, I straightened my shoulders and tried to pretend it was perfectly normal for me to be here, wearing the most-revealing clothes I owned, and relishing some potent alcohol to ease my mangled nerves.

“Y-yes. I...I’ll take a Bud Light Lime.” There. That had sounded good...enough. Normal, average woman ordering a drink from a normal average bartender...who just so happened to star in all the dirty dreams I’d had this past week.

He gaped at me a second longer, then shook his head and dully repeated, “But Light Lime,” as if he was a recorder. But as soon as the words seemed to soak into his brain, his wrinkled his brow and snorted. “A Bud Light Lime? Really?”

“What?” I frowned, curious by the venom in his voice.

He shrugged. “I don’t know. I just thought you’d be more the type to order a blushing champagne in a fluted glass.” He fluttered his eyelashes to complete his mockery.

His contempt shocked me. I would’ve thought he’d despise me a lot less by now. I’d finally given him an A. I’d assured him I would keep his secret. I’d even pretended not to notice when he’d almost kissed me. It hurt to realize he still thought of me as the b---- of the century.

“Well, I’m not,” I muttered, trying to hide the pain. “May I have a Bud Light Lime or do I need to go somewhere else for a drink?”

“No, no need to go. I can hook you up.” A smirk twisted his lips, and his eyes went hard. “I.D. please.”

When he held out his hand, I gaped at his extended palm. “You’re kidding me.”

His expression glittered with evil relish as he slowly shook his head. “No, ma’am. I am not. Underage drinking is serious business, and we here at Forbidden don't allow that kind of activity.”

Muttering under my breath, I snapped open the clasp on my purse and began to dig around. “You’re getting a kick out of this, aren’t you, Gamble?” I ripped my driver’s license free and thrust it his way.

“You have no idea,” he murmured as he slipped the plastic from my fingers before lowering his gaze. A second later, his eyebrows crinkled. “Aspen, huh?”

Folding my arms over my chest, I scowled. “That’s right. What about it?”

Noel shook his head. “Nothing. I just didn’t know your first name.”

I ground my teeth and held out my hand. “May I have my ID back, now? Noel?”

He pulled it away from me and shook his head. “Hold on. I still need to check your age." When his gaze flickered to my birth date, his jaw dropped open. “Holy s---, you’re only twenty-three?” His face zipped up. “How the hell do you have a PhD at twenty-three?”

I sighed and flicked some hair out of my eyes impatiently. “Let’s see. I graduated high school at fifteen, earned my bachelor’s degree at eighteen, my masters at twenty, and I received my doctorate at the top of my class last year. Add that up, and that makes me...what do you know, twenty-three.”

Shaking his head slowly back and forth, he gawked. “Well, s---. Graduated high school at fifteen? F--, I should’ve known you were one of those freaky girl geniuses.” Then he hissed a derisive snort.

“I’m also thirsty.” I leaned forward and yanked my driver’s license from his hand. “How about that drink now?”

“Sure, professor.” His voice was contemptuous as he turned away and sauntered off. I glared after him, upset to realize everything I thought we’d shared yesterday must’ve been nothing but a figment of my imagination. And yet I wasn’t quite upset enough not to ogle his tight ass in those blue jeans.

Seriously. Wow.

Forcing myself to look away, I opened my purse and pretended to dig around, though I’d already had my money ready to pay before I’d even seen who was behind the counter.

“Here.” His voice was none too polite as he slopped an open bottle on the counter before me.

“Thank you.” I gave a regal nod and took a tentative sip.

He stayed in front of me after I paid, watching me drink. His stance brooded as if he couldn’t wait for me to leave, but his eyes...oh God, his eyes.

Growing warm under his direct stare, I motioned around us, hoping to say something that would at least get him to look away, because his captivated attention on me was making the insides of my thighs tingle and a slow burn to spread from the pit of my stomach and out to the tips of my toes. “I didn’t realize you worked here.”

“Wow,” he muttered dryly, his lips twisting with scorn even as his eyes continued to devour me. “You mean, there was one thing I forgot to mention in my paper?”

I smiled despite his glare. “Apparently. Though actually, you did say you worked at a bar to support your siblings. You just didn’t name which one.”

“Right.” He nodded slowly, and his gaze followed my every move as I took another sip. While he tracked the bottle in my hand to my mouth, my stomach tangled into knots. I gulped nervously, and I swear his stare tried to follow the liquid down my throat. What was even more discerning, his attention returned to my lips when I lowered the bottle. If his eyes had been a tongue, he would’ve just licked me from my mouth and down my chin, over throat to just between my breasts...and back up again.

“I can’t freaking believe you’re only two years older than me,” he murmured.

....and the rest of the story will be out in May!
 
 





Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Rambling...Again!

So my kiddo's birthday was yesterday!! She turned the big oh-four!! She was very excited and told us this was her best birthday ever...yeah, out of all four of them!

I should get a picture off my camera sometime to share with you, but I keep forgetting to do that whenever I have my camera and computer in the same place.  Oh, well. Some day.

In the writing world, I hope to get my Professor book sent off to my editor this week.  I plan on it releasing in May! But I still haven't heard anything back from my other book that should be coming out some time this year.

I started looking into places to send Professor for reviews once it's ready. It's been a while since I went into review policies on people's blogs. Each place goes about it in their own way, and sometimes they wants specific questions answered about the book you're submitting. One question I've come across goes something like "is there stupidity from the characters?" which just blew my mind. What an interesting yet debatable question!

I can totally get why a person would want to know that. I've gotten so mad at characters in books for doing something I thought was just...completely idiotic. But it still feels like asking a parent if their kid is ugly. What person thinks their kid is ugly?

And also, the term is so very subjective. What one person might consider crossing the line into out-there, another might think is fairly reasonable. I've read lots of reviews by this reviewer because she writes an awesome review, so I'd like to think I know what kind of stories she'd like, but still, how am I really supposed to know where her level of stupidity tolerance ends and begins?

I also think a little bit of stupidity in a book is almost required. If a character is too perfect and always, ALWAYS, does the right thing and says the right thing, and thinks the right thing, then where the heck is the story? It's just a boring pile of goo with no development.  But like a nice garlic seasoning, just enough to flavor and spice things up can really keep me invested in a plot. I love to see a character mess up so they can fix their mistake and ultimately go on to become a better person. Then again, too much garlic in anything is just too much. So there is a fine line of what you can take. It's just that every person's taste buds run differently.

What's your take on stupidity in books?

Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Tuesday Nothings!

My daughter's birthday is less than two weeks away, so I've been ordering presents online for her because I hate to go out shopping.  They're piling up in our closet.  The other day she got disgusted with all the waiting and said, "I want UPS to bring a box I can open NOW, not on my birthday."

To which I gave in, of course, and we ordered something she wanted and could open as soon as it arrived. You'll never guess what she asked for, though. A jack-in-the-box.  I didn't even realize she knew what a jack-in-the-box was!  But we found one on Amazon (a really cute very-hungry-caterpillar jack-in-the-box), and now she's waiting for that to arrive!

In writing land, I'm kind of playing the waiting game myself! Waiting for word from my publisher on my Granton University 2 book to find out what step to take on that next.  And I'm waiting for beta readers to get back to me about To Professor with Love. Those edits will happen in February/March, I think.

Oh, and speaking of To Professor with Love, I have a cover reveal set up with Tasty Book Tours to come out March 7th!  And Tasty will also be handling its virtual book tour in May, when it releases! So if anyone want to be a part of either of those, I'd be totally okay with that!!  (just clink on the Tasty names for the links!)

This would be a great time for me to get started writing another book, so...I wondered if I should do Granton U book 3, or Forbidden Men book 3. But nope, I've had requests for a story about Cassie and Keller from Delinquent Daddy (which came out way back almost four years ago). So I'm going to see where that takes me.

Do all you authors out there writing series books have to write them in order one-after-another, or do you need breaks between each one to regroup and re-plan. I'm beginning to think I'm a re-grouper myself.

And that's what's been up with me lately! How about you?

Tuesday, January 21, 2014

Forbidden Men Series

I finished writing another story last week!!!  I’m so excited.

This one is titled To Professor, with Love.  And I have a cover for it that I’m 99.9% satisfied with, so you’ll probably be seeing that one of these days soon.

The sad news is, two paperbacks were harmed in the making of this novel. In one scene, an overzealous bubble bath leads to the drenching of one book.  I know, it was just awful. 

In another scene, our overzealous hero (yes, I’m totally blaming over-zeal on both instances) tosses another book over the side of the bed, bruising it’s poor, innocent spine. But we’ll choose to forgive said hero for that one since he more than makes up for it to the heroine afterward!

Aside from all the novel torture, I think it’s a story new adult romance fans will enjoy!  Plus I added some characters from Price of a Kiss in it, making it Book 2 in the Forbidden Men series.  I have at least three more Forbidden Men story ideas to write after this one! So if you like Pick, Ten, and Quinn in To Professor, with Love, then yay!  They should be getting a story too.

But for now, I think I’m off to work on Book 3 in the Granton University Series.

So, what’s up with you guys??

Monday, January 6, 2014

Happy 2014!

Hi!  I'm back from my Christmas/New Year's break I didn't even know I was going to take from blogging!  But I didn't have much to say. Do you ever just feel like blah, where nothing inside you feels like it could possibly be interesting? So you just vegetate and do nothing.

Well, I think I just broke free from one of those slumps!  I read some good, energizing books (God love a good book!), hung out with some friends, lost a couple Uno games, and now I'm back in action.

This year, I know I can look forward to Book Two in the Granton University series coming out.  This will be published by Omnific Publishing.  It's Tess's story, and the title I came up for it was Loving Lies, but I have a feeling that's going to change. We'll see!

I'm also 70,000 words into writing To Professor with Love.  I came up with a new cover for it that I like best so far. But knowing me, that may change too! I know, I'm so fickle.

I've also had a total of five--wow, five--people order book covers from my new cover designing venture. So I'm jazzed about that.

It's been cold here. It was -10 degrees Fahrenheit as I drove to work this morning. But now it's a balmy one degree. I'm starting to sweat a little in all my layers! 

My kiddo has been going stir crazy, cooped up inside where it's warm. She's even played her way through all the toys she got for Christmas, if you can image that. And it's my hubby's birthday tomorrow, except he's already discovered his gift and gotten to play with it, which happens every year. I swear, one of these years, I'm going to surprise him. I am!

And...that's what's up with me. Lots to be grateful for from last year, and a lot to look forward to this year!  What's been up with you?
 

Friday, December 20, 2013

The Christmas Eve Surprise

Being the want-to-stay-at-home-and-read-all-the-time introvert I am, I find it incredibly hard to make friends. So when I come across someone who clicks, I count it as a huge blessing. One huge blessing in my life is author Ivy Bateman. We met online in the blogging world and have supported each other in our writing endeavors ever since.

So when I heard she was having a book release today, you know I had to cheer her on. She writes the most inventive stories I’ve ever read.  I have no idea where this woman gets her ideas, but each tale she tells is completely original...and freaking steamy hot (since she happens to write erotic novellas)!

Christmas Eve Surprise is no different. For this one, I actually know where the idea came from and still...still!...the slant she took on O. Henry’s famous holiday story is ingenious.

This is my favorite Ivy Bateman story yet (though, okay, I tend to say that after each one she writes), and not just because she dedicated it to me (oh yeah, you heard that right!! This one’s for me, baby), but this short, tasty thing actually ends with a happily ever after.  I love to tease her because none of the couples in her stories have gone off into the sunset together at the end.  Until now! (you can thank me for that... okay, fine, you can thank Ivy for that!)

I’m so proud and completely excited to give the mike to Ivy and let her give you a glimpse into her head, showing us where some of her story inspirations comes from...or hmm, how her story inspirations get lost!


Inspiration Lost and Found

First off, thank-you, thank-you to the lovely Linda for having me on her blog today! I'm so happy to be sharing space in her niche in the cyber world on release day! Christmas Eve Surprise is out and about and ready to be purchased. It's a warm and funny Christmas story, perfect for reading by a cozy fire…or on the bus…or in the tub; where ever you prefer to read your digital stories!

So, the other day I was trying to think of a topic for this blog post. I've written quite a few over the last week or so due to my promo tour for this release. I always try hard to come up original topics for each post, but it's not always easy. Anyway, I was in the shower, thinking away when inspiration hit and before I got out of the shower, I had the post half written in my head!

However, when I sat down to write it, it was gone! I couldn't remember a single word let alone the topic! I was quite annoyed with myself for not having taken time to at least write the idea down so that I wouldn't forget! Now, I ask you, why does this happen? And not just with writing but with many things: books you want to buy, gifts for friends or family that you think will be perfect, that song that you have to buy right now because you can't believe you've lived this long without it AND then! You go to buy it or at least remember your fabulous idea and it's disappeared; just vanished from your head like it never existed. I'm not really looking for answers so much as giving a general wondering some word play.

Tired of trying to remember the fantastic blog topic that didn't want to scurry out from under the other pile of things I need to remember to do, I went and told my husband of my woe. He said that the loss of inspiration sounded like a good topic in itself. I agreed and said it was a good idea and he said that I was welcome and that he was awesome. I also agree. He is awesome and very helpful.

And as you can see, this blog post is basically about his suggestion, but to expand or side step just a little, my story Christmas Eve Surprise is actually an idea inspired by my husband that had to wait. Last year he suggested I write a Christmas story based on Gift of the Magi, a tale we both enjoy, but I just couldn't get into it. I had a kernel of an idea, but I wasn't in the head space to write something as nice as this story turned out to be. Instead I wrote Baby, You're Cold Inside (this week on Breathless Press it's only 99 Cents!) which was based on A Christmas Carol and although it's a fun story, it's a much darker and well, colder tale. I had very little trouble writing it so clearly it was a story that at that point in time I needed to write. This year however, has been a bit of rough one emotionally and personally and I was only too happy to turn my focus to something fun, light hearted, warm and happy.

From time to time inspiration is lost in the shuffle of life, but eventually it may let itself be rediscovered and be exactly what you need at the exact time you need it.

I wish all of you the very best of the season.

Ivy Bateman

Story Blurb:

It's Christmas time and Tim and Stella are on the hunt for the perfect Christmas gifts for each other. Since last Christmas, their hot love life has cooled substantially. Tim feels he's to blame and Stella thinks it's her fault, but this Christmas both of them have put a lot of thought into how to make the other happy and put the fire back in the bedroom. However, with such unorthodox gifts ready to be revealed, will their Christmas Eve present opening be a pleasant surprise or an unwelcome one?

Excerpt (beware: it's racy!):

As the weeks crept closer and closer to Christmas Eve, Tim had had begun to worry that he wouldn't find a man that would have sex with him in front of Stella. He had fixated so much on this fantasy-fulfilling evening being his Christmas present to her that he'd not taken the time to find her another gift. Both he and Stella took finding each other the perfect gift very seriously. It wouldn't do if she was to present him with a gift she'd put a lot of thought into, like the beautiful chain she'd gotten him for his fob watch last year, only to be presented in return with a cardigan she didn't like or a hat she'd never wear.

He pulled out a key, unlocked his desk drawer, got out his black book, and pored over all of his carefully written notes. Tim looked at the dozens of entries he'd written about most of the single and attractive men in his office. None of them had seemed to be someone who would be willing to have a night of hot man sex in front of his wife. He felt doomed to give Stella a gift she would remember forever, but only because it was one he hadn't put any thought into. With a heavy heart he closed his black book and returned it to the drawer.

As he was locking it, his boss Terry walked in with an extremely good-looking man. The stranger filled his office with a god-like presence.


Ivy's books are available from the Breathless Press Website:
 
 
Or drop Ivy a line at: ivybmisbehavin@gmail.com



Monday, December 16, 2013

Sold a Book!!

So after all my wonderful beta readers gave me a ton of feedback for my Granton University Book 2 story, I went through it again with all their varied opinions in mind and did a little revising.  After that, I sent it off to a publisher for their opinion and guess what?  They offered me a contract to publish it! 

I've filled out my half of the paperwork and am waiting for everything to be finalized.  Once I'm through that, I can hopefully pass along more details about it.  But needless to say I'm pretty excited about the whole deal!

Actually, it seems to be a good news week for me all around (except for this sore throat and runny nose I have that keeps getting better and then coming back. BLUCK!).

I'm already around 48,000 words into my next book.  Yay!

Addicted to Ansley is coming out in Large Print Hardback from Thorndike Press either this month or next. It even received a fancy new cover for the occasion.

And my story A Fallow Heart was mentioned on the blog Red Hot Reads last week as one of six top reads in 2013 for reviewer Shelly (Bless you, Shelly)!

But that's not all!  My kiddo has memorized all her lines for the Christmas Program she has to be in this Sunday evening. I tell you what; it just makes your heart swell with pride to watch your baby get up for the first time with a microphone and rattle off a couple sentences you've been drumming into her head for weeks.  She nailed it during her practice (in her adorable three-year-old speak), but we'll see how she does in front of a crowd during the actual program.

And that's all the updates I have in Linda Kage world this week!  This Friday, I'll be back to brag about one of my friends who has a Christmas story releasing this week. It's definitely a page-turner!

So...what's been up with you?


Friday, December 6, 2013

2013 Favorites

I haven’t gotten to read much in the past month or so and it’s beginning to wear on me. Reading withdrawals. Hard to think. Can’t...breathe...

So, with my book cravings in full force, I decided it’s a good time to list my 2013 favorites I’ve read this year. They might have been published earlier but this is when I finally got my lazy self to read them.

And I know, I should probably wait until the absolute end of the year, because it always happens without fail, I find this totally amazing novel I just adore on December 31st and it never makes my favorites list, but...I’ve got nothing else to talk about today. So, here’s what stories had me all ablaze in 2013 (Yes, it was a very Armentroutly , Hooverish, New Adult year for me!):

-Obsidian (Lux, #1) by Jennifer L. Armentrout
-Onyx (Lux, #2) by Jennifer L. Armentrout
-Origin (Lux, #4)  by Jennifer L. Armentrout
-Cursed by Jennifer L. Armentrout
-Hopeless (Hopeless, #1) by Colleen Hoover
-Losing Hope (Hopeless, #2) by Colleen Hoover
-Finding Cinderella (Hopeless, #2.5) by Colleen Hoover
-A Little Too Far (A Little Too Far, #1) by Lisa Desrochers
-Bully (Fall Away, #1)  by Penelope Douglas  
-Real (Real, #1)  by Katy Evans
-Redesigned (Off the Subject, #2) by Denise Grover Swank
-Second Chance Boyfriend (Drew + Fable, #2) by Monica Murphy
-Tangled (Tangled, #1) by Emma Chase

But there’s some big anticipated stories in my kindle right now that could possibly make this list. Titles like:

-Bitter Sweet Love (The Dark Elements, #0.5) by Jennifer L. Armentrout
-Crash into You by Katie McGarry
-The Devil Wears Kilts by Suzanne Enoch
-Sentinel (Last Covenant Book) Jennifer L. Armentrout
-Crossing Paths by Melanie Stinnett
-Torn by Monica Murphy
-Blood and Champagne (Bloodlines, #2) by J.D. Thompson
-Sweet Home by Tillie Cole 


Okay, your turn!!  What were some of your favorite books in 2013 and what are you looking forward to next year?

Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Have a Happy Thanksgiving!

I finally figured out how to make a book free on Amazon!  I'd been told a couple times to make it free somewhere else and they'll price match. So I tried it with one book, but it didn't take. Last Wednesday, I decided to try again with Kiss it Better. Five days later, Amazon finally offered it for free too!

So, Kiss it Better is free this week on Amazon, Kobo, Smashwords and AllRomanceEbooks! And now that I know that technique works at least fifty percent of the time, who know which one of my stories will have a freebie run next!

My local author meet-and-greet reception last Monday went well. Lots of family members stopped in to say hi and I actually sold one book to a complete stranger. I know, Go Linda!  Lydia stole the show, though. After she saw me give swag to someone and encourage them to sign up for my win-a-book drawing, she started pushing swag at everyone who passed our table. And no one could turn down a blond-haired, blue-eyed adorable three-year-old, so I had lots of people sign up in my drawing.  Thank you, dear daughter! I didn't have to do anything but smile after that! 

She also saw me sign that one book I sold, so...this weekend, she found my box of books I'd taken to the reception, and she pulled out one of my stories to sign it herself.  Since she's now in pre-school, she's just beginning to learn how to write her name. But I had yet to see her write out every letter in order, until she signed my book. That's why I'm all proud that she vandalized it, instead of upset. She did such a great job!  And it was flattering that she wanted to sign a book like her mama had.

The Y may look like a T, and the A a Q, but I still love it. This here is a treasured little keepsake. 



The coincidence really came when the book she signed was Hot Commodity, which was the first book I dedicated solely to her!

In other writing news, I started working on my story To Professor with Love and I even got it up to 40,000 words written. A certain character name Mason Low made an appearance in Chapter Four, by the way.  But then I received more feedback for my Granton University Book Two, and the professor once again took a back seat. I'm hoping to get the Granton book sent off to my publisher in December so I can get back to work on Noel and Aspen's story. But we'll see.

With that, I hope everyone has a great Thanksgiving this week. Eat until you're stuffed; I know I will! I have tons to be thankful for these days. I'm thankful that I have the cutest, sweetest little girl ever and an amazing husband who likes to clean so much that he burns out the belt on our vacuum cleaner. I'm thankful that some people actually like my books I write, and I'm thankful that I can find the time to do what I love most: make up stories!

Have a great week!