Friday, July 30, 2010
Heather Snow is a finalist in the Regency Historical Romance category for her story, SWEET ENEMY.
Elisabeth Burke is a finalist in the Historical Romance category for her manuscript, THE HEALER.
I'm so happy for them. They're both wonderful people and talented authors, so cross your fingers with me.
Good luck Heather and Elisabeth!!!
Monday, July 26, 2010
Who do you write like? Do you agree?
Friday, July 23, 2010
The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid : aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh?
Yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt!
Monday, July 19, 2010
But the print version of The Trouble with Tomboys, my second book (first adult romance), is now available to buy as an early bird special from The Wild Rose Press.
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
I suppose you’d like to hear a little back story about where that sentiment originates. Well, gosh, okay. Since I can’t info dump in my books, I will on my blog!!
Here’s the whole truth and nothing but the truth:
When the hubby and I bought our first four-wheeler (hadn’t even sent in the first payment yet), we took it for a joy ride with friends (yep, imagine that) and found the most delightfully fun, sandy-like hills to climb.
So, there we were…The hubby was looking for the steepest slope, and I oh-so trustingly clung along behind him, when he finally found a real challenge and pulled a hold-my-beer-and-watch-this-sh#@!
So, I took his can and up the hill we went, only for the back two tires to bury themselves in the soft ground and the front two tires to keep on spinning until up in the air they went, then backward and down the hill we all fell.
The cooler, strapped to the back and holding more containers of Liquid Stupidity, acted as a nice roll bar so our new 600-pound toy didn’t crush us to death.
Friends arrived half a second later to push the Honda off us, and after we shakily scrambled to our feet and got all the are-you-okays out of the way (amazingly we were both fine), I looked down and realized I was still clutching the hubby’s beer can for dear life in my petrified grasp.
And that’s where his famous phrase comes from.
If you haven’t figured it out yet, today’s my wedding anniversary. Nine years ago, my hubby and I said vows that have carried us through college graduations, job changes, church transfers, the building of a house, the birth of a baby, and all sorts of other joys and tribulations. And they’ve been the best nine years of my life. I can’t wait for the next nine, and the next nine after that.
Someone told me once that women only read romance novels because they have no romance in their own life (oh yeah, he was serious too). But I gotta say, being married to the wonderful man I am, I only love to read other people’s happily-ever-afters that much more. And I love to write romances too because I have an amazing source of inspiration right in my own home.
So, here’s to my inspiration. Thank you for being the best part of me. Happy Anniversary, Hubby!
Monday, July 12, 2010
YOU GOT IT...
I'm guest blogging today at both
which I've agree to do on the twelfth day of every month.
Friday, July 9, 2010
Cool, huh? Well, I think so. Anyway, there are three steps to follow to enter the contest.
1 - Join the RBRU Yahoo Group at http://groups.yahoo.com/group/romancebooksrus/
2 - Become a follower at our blog : http://romancebooksrus.blogspot.com/
3 - And send us a list of RBRU's 20 authors' names (or their second pen name) and one book title by each author to email address: firstname.lastname@example.org.
(HINT, HINT) Our TWENTY Authors and their websites are:
FOR the detailed rules of the contest, click HERE.
This may sound like a lot of rules for one measly contest, but don't forget you really could win a SONY eREADER...and that's no small potatoes.
Okay, then, I'm done promoting for the day. Good luck. I hope you have a great weekend.
Monday, July 5, 2010
Fuzzy Wuzzy had no hair.
Fuzzy Wuzzy wasn't fuzzy,
This poem reminded of one of my rejection letters, probably because I repeat the silly saying a million times a day to my baby (Hey, they say it's good for an infant's brain development to hear lots of rhyming verses. I have to say it's not so good for Mom's sanity however. But anyway...)
One editor told me I needed to develop my showing-and-not-telling abilities a little better. She went on to explain that she'd highlighted text in my story where I was telling instead of showing. I was stunned she'd went to so much work for my little ol' story and I was really excited about revising her highlighted spots.
Except...when I opened the document, only the words WAS, WERE, HAVE, and HAD were highlighted.
Interesting teaching technique, huh? I thought so. It certainly opened my eyes to how much I actually do tell instead of show.
Though ninety percent of WAS/WERE in a story could most certainly be crumpled and thrown in a trash can, I think there are still a few instances where WAS is the best word choice.
Like in the first few lines of J. K. Rowling's Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone :
"Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much."
Other times, it can be fairly easy to fix a was/were and have/had problem like in the sentences:
He was a dog once. Now he was human.
Which can easily turn to...
Once a dog, Rover now roamed with the human crowd.
And...that's all I have to say about that. Be on a lookout for those sneaky telling words.