New book coming out

9780373879311I’ve got a new book coming out in January. It’s the first in a series of books that takes place in Montana about a family of three children, two natural one adopted. Their lives have been turned upside down and they each return to the ranch for their own reasons. Keira, the heroine of the first book, has found refuge at the ranch. That is until Tanner Fortier comes back into her life with a saddle he wants her to repair for him. With him comes the past and it’s painful secrets and she must decide what to do with them and with him.

I hope you have a chance to read this book and the other books in the Refuge Ranch series.

A new gadget

I finally bit the bullet and bought a new Kindle the other day.  My old one lost a fight between two grandchildren many years ago. It had a cover with a light that drew power off the Kindle. The contacts were twisted and it had been limping along for a number of years simply because I didn’t feel right in buying another one when the old one worked. Sort of. I had to wiggle it until the light went on and then barely touch it to turn the pages. I finally got some cash from a dear friend for my birthday, so I felt justified in getting a Kindle Paperwhite. And a new cover because this Kindle has it’s own built in light. I love it. It’s light, smaller but it lights up perfectly at night, the perfect time for reading a Kindle book, all curled up in bed, on my side. I especially love the cover on this one because it looks like an antique book.


Don’t ask me why I feel like I need to buy an electronic e-reader and make it mimic the books it is replacing. Reverse Anachronism maybe. I don’t think it’s catching. I still like to read actual books, however. Can’t replace the feel and heft of a book in your hand and be able to flip quickly back and forth between pages. But because I have a day-time reading book, sitting in the living-room reading book and a night-time reading book, the Kindle fits in perfectly. And, it’s a new gadget. My heart is happy.

Nothing is wasted

Screen Shot 2014-10-18 at 8.14.33 AMI have been working on a new book and plotting out the story elements. I wanted my heroine to have done something nefariously bad in her past that she is trying to hide. I came up with all kinds of scenarios and then finally landed on one I thought would be perfect. I had the scene play out in my head, I plotted it into the book…..and then, as I wrote the outline, I found myself unsnarling too many story tangles.

I put out a call to fellow writers and got some good advice from Cara Putman and James Coggins. And with each letter I read, my heart sank. I knew I would have to lose this lovely plot element. The one I had already written in my mind, visualized, dramatized. I went back to the beginning, studied my characters a bit more, tried to figure out what I was exactly doing with this particular plot device and what reaction had to come out of it. Then I  came up with a new scenario that worked better. But, in the meantime, I felt as if had wasted these good peoples time by throwing it out.

But then, as I held that thought, I realized, this research was not wasted. It was a great scene and it would work well.

In another book. This isn’t the only book I’m writing. There will be more stories where this particular idea will work better. So, thanks Cara and James. You’ve given me an idea for another book. Something every writer craves.


There’s an interesting conundrum that goes on in this world.

If you are on the receiving end of something bad done by someone unknown, it becomes a filter through which you view other people. As if you are looking for the perpetrator in every face you see. It colours your view of mankind and the people around you. You see other people as capable of this bad thing.

But if you are the happy recipient of something wonderful and equally anonymous, I believe you start looking around you as if waiting for that person to show up. You look at each person in your life, that has crossed your path and you think, ‘Is it you? Are you the one who did this wonderful thing?” And the amazing part is when you do this, you start to see other people with that same hope. That same idea that maybe this person did this for you.

I have been the recipient of a few of these acts of kindness and the latest one has been this amazing birthday cake a couple of weeks ago. At the time I got it I had no idea who gave it to me, and with every bite I wondered. Who did this for me? Who thought of me enough to order a cake with my name (spelled correctly) and then have it delivered? Part of me wants to know and yet, another part of me doesn’t. As long as I don’t know who gave it to me, my mind sifts through my friends, relatives, acquaintances and I give them each the credit for this gift. Maybe it’s not fair,to give others credit for what one person has done, but it has been fun to wonder who did this.


If you are the wonderful person who did this for me, thank you very much. It was delicious!IMG_3856