Monday, May 17, 2021

Chocolate For Breakfast = Adulting

One of my favorite things about being an adult is that I get to eat what I want. Of course, I have to pay for it, but I like that no one is around to tell me not to eat something, or that I should eat more or less of something else. And I indulge myself with chocolate for breakfast. 

Before you become one of those people who tells me that’s not breakfast, let me tell you that my chocolate for breakfast is a muffin, or rather, a half of a muffin, so that I don’t have to pay for my food choices quite as much. Muffins are perfectly acceptable for breakfast. Since muffins are just a grown-up way of saying mini cakes, I even eat mine with a knife and fork, because like I said, I’m a grown up (and civilized).


I had been getting my muffins at my local grocery store. I have a love/hate relationship with this place. They have a very limited selection of food and brands, and that was even before Covid. Their deli guy is super creepy—it got so bad I lodged a formal complaint against him. He no longer bothers me, but I no longer shop in the deli when he’s there. The people are super friendly, though. It’s five minutes from my house. And they have really nice flowers in the spring and fall—sometimes even better than my area nurseries. Plus, they had double chocolate muffins.


Until they didn’t. 


I ran out of my supply at home and during my weekly grocery trip, looked for more. They were out. Horrors! I had to settle for peach, which is yummy but tastes terrible with orange juice and has no chocolate in it. The next week they were out as well. I bought the chocolate chip, which was okay, but there wasn’t enough chocolate.


Finally, I decided to ask the grocery guy if they were getting any more. He said they were no longer carrying them. Confident I’d misheard—we were both wearing masks, there was background noise, and my hearing is bad without those things anyway—I said, “You’re no longer carrying them?”


“That’s what I said, didn’t I?”


Okay Mr. Rude Man. You must not have been warned about me (see my issue with the deli guy above, which most definitely was not about rudeness), but I was in too much shock/chocolate withdrawal to do anything but slink away.


Now what was I supposed to eat for breakfast? It’s the most important meal of the day, isn’t it? 


This is where my local friends are all going to tell me how much they hate shopping at this store and that I should simply shop at any of the other grocery stores in the area—we have lots. And I know they’re right, but here’s the thing. I hate grocery shopping. Even before Covid, I hated doing it. I know this store and where they keep things (until the next time someone who’s never grocery shopped before decides to rearrange it—clothing in the freezer aisle, anyone?). And a five-minute drive is way more appealing than a 15 or 20-minute one.


But you’d be amazed what I’ll do for chocolate. So after trying another store’s brand and hating it—who knew double chocolate muffins could be gross and not even taste like chocolate?—I found one in a grocery store that’s 20 minutes away. It’s not ideal. I’m probably going to get tired of driving there just for muffins. But they’re really good, and I’m not yet ready to give up my “chocolate for breakfast because I’m an adult” thing.



Monday, May 10, 2021

I'm On A Podcast

In my continuously evolving attempt to embarrass myself promote myself, I thought I’d let you know about my appearance on a podcast, airing today. 

One of the benefits of being on my publisher’s email loop is that authors are constantly talking about what they do to promote their books. And someone, I can’t remember who, announced they had been interviewed by a person who had a book podcast. So, when I was working on marketing promo for A Reckless Heart, I emailed the woman.


Amanda Owen is one of the hosts of Books on the Mic, a relatively new podcast about books and authors. She and her co-host, Cheryl, are friendly and eager to talk to fellow authors, so when I emailed them, they responded right away and set up a date for me to talk to them. 


They sent me information ahead of time, so I could prepare, and asked me to send them information about me and my book as well. Boy, do they do their research! They found out things about me I hadn’t even mentioned—apparently, when I tell interviewers I have a blog, I should expect them to read it. Who knew? 


We did the interview over Zoom, which was actually fun because I could talk to them and see their expressions, rather than just over the phone. And, you know, it forced me to put on makeup and look like a human, which is always good for when I eventually emerge into the real world once again. 


They asked me questions I had prepared for, and questions I didn’t expect. We had a long discussion about marketing, the bane of most authors’ existence. And it was really fun. I’d totally do it again.


After they did their editing magic, they sent me a link. As I responded to Amanda, “Oh no, now I actually have to listen to myself!” But hey, now you can, too!


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Wednesday, May 5, 2021

Welcome, Gabbi Grey


Why m/m romance?


I didn’t start out writing gay romances.  My first novel (or attempt at a novel) was in my senior year of university.  I planned to write a book of literary short stories, but my professor insisted we tackle a novella or novel-length process.  I was a little miffed, but decided it couldn’t possibly be that difficult.  I tackled the project with vigor, planning to write the great Canadian novel.

What came out?  A romance.  I’d only just discovered Harlequin romances the year before and had zero understanding of the genre, but I had a knack for it.  My story was going to have a happy ending.  I completed my six chapters, got an ‘A’, and graduated with honors.

That book?  Not finished.  Not by a long shot.  I wrote all summer, and had a good thing going until I started grad school. Between my course work and assistant stage managing several projects, writing fell by the wayside.  That story has never left me.  The file type doesn’t exist anymore so I can’t retrieve what I wrote, but I have every intention of finishing the book.  Maggie and Josh deserve a happy ending.

For the next twenty years I dabbled.  I started a story here, wrote a scene there…just kept going.  In 2012 I finally knuckled down and finished my first book.  That lit a fire under me.

Knowing my book wasn’t good enough for publication, I sought out a freelance editor who has since become a good friend.  She suggested I expand my reading to include a couple of authors of gay romances.  I’d read a few for free on my e-reader, but I was moving into audiobooks, so I tried a few of her suggestions.

I was hooked.

Eventually I became a reviewer for a blog so I could get free audios in exchange for honest reviews.  A way to safely feed my addiction.

I had submitted a short story to The Wild Rose Press and they published it.  By joining the garden, I heard about the Deerbourne Inn project.  I hemmed and debated and plotted for almost ten months before I finally put forth a proposal. They accepted within twenty-four hours, and told me to go write the book.  I did.  My Past, Your Future is about a dead black Civil War solider and a history professor from Scotland.  Want to know how that works?  Both the book and audio are available.

While writing the book, I encountered Jared – the desk clerk at Deerbourne Inn.  He’s been in almost all the other books and I knew he deserved a happy ending.  With hubris, I knew I was the one who needed to do it.  Now, proposing to write a story involving such a beloved character required more finessing than my first story.  Fortunately, my editor believed in the story and she helped me navigate the process.  In short order, If Only for Today was completed.

This story is a bit different than my other romances (gay and otherwise).  This is a ‘sweet’ book.  No sex.  I dug deep into the emotional wounds and readers have expressed how much they enjoyed the subtle angst in the book.  There’s a happy ending, of course.  I’m hoping fans of the genre will appreciate the story and I’m hoping those who’ve never tried a gay romance will dabble their toe into this amazing subgenre.

Thank you, Jennifer, for hosting me and letting me ramble.


Jared Langford is a happy man. The desk clerk at the Deerbourne Inn knows everyone in his cozy town in Vermont. He is accepted and loved by the community, but he's missing someone special in his life.

Devastating news has brought journalist Xander Fortier to Willow Springs for some much-needed rest. He's photographed every major conflict in the world for the last ten years, but being stateside has forced him to reassess the solitary life he's been living.

Something in Xander's gruff demeanor calls to Jared's caring nature. Soon the men are spending time together, but Jared's kisses might not be enough to keep Xander from leaving. Can the men find a happily ever after if they only have today?


A soft knock brought Xander from his brooding. He rose and answered the door, belatedly realizing he should’ve put on a shirt. Oh well, at least he was wearing shorts. Usually he slept nude.

Jared was taller than he remembered, even though he barely reached Xander’s shoulders. His light-brown hair was close-cropped, and his blue eyes were wide. And they were staring. At Xander’s bare chest.

Is he…?


But maybe.

“Like what you see?”

His tongue darted out before a light blush settled high on Jared’s cheeks. Oh yeah, he’d been checking Xander out.

“Well, uh…” Jared held a bundle against his chest like a shield.

When he finally looked up to meet Xander’s gaze, the actual reason he was staring hit Xander square in the throat. “It’s no big deal.” Gruffer than he intended, but he didn’t want sympathy. Never that.

Jared nodded. “I would say it looks painful, but if you say it’s no big deal, I accept that. It is, after all, none of my business.” He indicated the room. “May I come in?”

Xander stood aside and let the young man in. And exactly how old was the guy? Older than a kid, but doubtful he’d seen thirty.

Scooting inside, Jared dropped his bundle on the bed. “I’ve brought a blanket that you can put under the sheet but over the mattress. That might soften things up a bit.” He put the blanket aside and indicated a pillow. “We keep a couple of very hard pillows in stock, but we don’t pull them out unless requested. It’s not much softer than a rock, but I suspect that won’t bother you.”


His eyes widened. “Sorry, nothing.”

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Gabbi lives in beautiful British Columbia where her fur baby chin-poo keeps her safe from the nasty neighborhood squirrels. Working for the government by day, she spends her early mornings writing contemporary, gay, sweet, and dark erotic BDSM romances. While she firmly believes in happy endings, she also believes in making her characters suffer before finding their true love. She also writes m/f romances as Gabbi Black.




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Monday, May 3, 2021

Premature Announcement

You know that feeling you get when you find out about a surprise? Maybe one of your friends or relatives slip up. Maybe you manage to figure it out on your own, piecing actions and comments together like clues to solving a mystery. But however you figure it out, you learn about the surprise. What happens next? 

Well, something similar happened to me. Whenever I have a new book release, I submit an early copy to a variety of places, including literary industry magazines, in the hopes that they’ll review it. The reviews don’t make it out into the world of the average public necessarily, but they are seen by industry professionals, and if the reviews are positive, I post them. 


Several months ago, I submitted A Reckless Heart to one of those magazines. While they didn’t tell me they were reviewing it, I saw them “reading” it on Goodreads, so I was aware I’d get a review at some point. 


Yesterday, I received an email from the magazine’s marketing department, congratulating me on receiving the highest rating possible—not given out to everyone or every book—and asking me if I’d like to pay to advertise the book. Only problem is, I still haven’t gotten the latest issue of the magazine where the review appears, nor have I been alerted to the review.


That is due to happen today.


To say I’m thrilled with the rating is an understatement. I’ve never had one of my books receive this rating, and the opportunities this rating offers me are terrific. I can’t wait to show off the review to friends and readers. And yes, I will want to pay for advertising. 


But, um, I’d really like to see the review first! 


So in the meantime, I’ll keep checking my email and the magazine website for the May edition. When I get the review, I’ll shout it from the rooftops. And then I’d advertise! J



Wednesday, April 28, 2021

Welcome, Kim McMahill

One of the best parts of being an author is getting to meet other authors who are willing to help you out. When I put out a call in one of the writer's groups I belong to, asking for help publicizing my book, Kim McMahill volunteered to help me spread the word, even though she doesn't know me. I am happy to return the favor!

I would like to thank Jennifer for hosting me on her blog and allowing me the opportunity to share a bit about myself and my work. I’ve been writing for about twenty years which has taken me on an evolving journey from non-fiction, to stand-alone novels, to short stories, to series fiction. 

After two decades dedicated to a variety of writing projects, I’m often asked what I love most about writing. This is a tough question, but I guess my answer would be that writing allows me to escape into a world much more exciting than my day-to-day life and to take readers on far-flung and outrageous adventures. I started out writing non-fiction and have published over 80 travel, geographic, and human-interest pieces. I enjoyed this type of writing, but in many of my articles I could see things, if grossly embellished, that would lend itself well to suspense and adventure fiction. 

I’ve always loved stories of survival against the odds and happily-ever-after endings, which if I’m in charge of the keyboard, that is exactly what I get.  Books can help us to escape reality, if for just a moment, and indulge in flights of fancy, and heart-warming romance. Life doesn’t always provide for happily-ever-after, but depending on the genre a reader chooses, he or she can find that warm and satisfying feeling at the end of a book. I write stories primarily to entertain and provide an escape, but if any of my books encourage readers to dream, take out a map, or just ask “what if” then I’ve accomplished more than I set out to do.

My latest venture is a romantic suspense series focused on the diet and nutrition industries that I’ve titled the Risky Research Series. It started about six years ago with, A Dose of Danger, which deals with a potential miracle diet pill. Book 2, A Taste of Tragedy, revolves around a deadly sweetener, book 3, A Foundation of Fear, explores the role of lobbyists and politics in the industry, and the latest novel in the series, A Measure of Madness, sees the crime organization start to unravel as the FBI closes in. There are also two short-story prequels to the series available for free download, A Formidable Foe and Midnight in Montana. But, here’s a bit more on the latest novel, A Measure of Madness


FBI agent Devyn Nash's pursuit of a deadly organization heats up in this fourth installment of the Risky Research series.

The FBI locates the mastermind behind Coterie, but attempts to bring him in result in a shootout that sends Coterie’s members scrambling for cover. When Devyn’s partner is left fighting for his life in a Puerto Rican hospital, she becomes more determined than ever to bring them to justice.

Devyn’s decision to ignore her orders and pursue the head of Coterie to Brazil puts her job and her relationship with Sheriff Gage Harris in jeopardy, but she is unwilling to allow those responsible for so much death to live out their lives in paradise


There was nothing she wanted more at the moment than to go home and to hear Gage’s voice. At least one of those she could remedy immediately. She retrieved her cell and selected the first contact in her list.

“Hey cowboy, how are you doing?”

“Devyn, where are you? Are you all right?” When he was worried and anxious for information, he always jumped right to the point. It felt good to have someone who cared enough to really worry.

“I’m about forty miles from São Paulo. Gordo has made arrangements to fly me out of Brazil and into Uruguay on a private plane, and I’ll fly home commercial from there.”

“Thank goodness you’re on your way home. How about the second part to my question?”

“Do you want the truth or the candy-coated version.”

“I’m a big boy; lay it on me.”


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Wednesday, April 21, 2021

Welcome Back, Kimberly Baer!

My Wild Rose Press sister, Kimberly Baer, writes for middle-grade readers. Find out why!

Reliving Childhood by Writing Middle-Grade Novels

Every story I write begins with a plot idea. From there, I decide which audience the idea best aligns with. Occasionally, my target readers are grown-ups, sometimes they’re young adults, and most often they’re middle-graders (roughly, ages eight through twelve).

Why do I get so many story ideas for kids? Probably because I have such fond memories of my own childhood. The span from ages eight through ten was particularly splendid. My friends and I spent long, unsupervised hours exploring the world. (Read about one of our excellent adventures in my blog “We Found a Secret Fairyland.”) We hadn’t yet entered the dark realm of puberty, with its angst and boy troubles. Life was fun and exciting, filled with simple pleasures. 

Writing for middle-grade readers allows me to revisit that world, to temporarily become a kid again. Sometimes I think I never really grew up, because I find it really easy to slip back into that mindset and view the world through the eyes of a youngster.

Of course, writing for middle-graders isn’t the same as writing for adults, or even YA readers. The reading level has to be lower, for starters. The themes are less sophisticated, and nothing too dark or disturbing can be included. The focus is typically on real-life situations, and the characters don’t delve too deeply into self-reflection. Those elements make middle-grade novels easier to write than books for older readers, not to mention more fun—at least in my opinion.

Generally, I have no trouble writing at a lower reading level. I’m an editor by trade, and I also teach the principles of plain language to people at my workplace. (My employer encourages the use of plain language in all our professional documents because it’s easier for everyone to read—even the brainiacs among us.) Writing middle-grade fiction, with its clear, simple language, is a natural extension of what I do at work. It lets me practice what I preach.  

Of course, the language limitations can occasionally be frustrating. There have been times when I’ve written the most sparkling, perfect, precise sentence the world has ever seen—only to realize it’s too complex for my audience. So I have to tear it down and try again, using simpler language. 

But, hey. That’s a small price to pay for the chance to be a kid again.

Blurb for Mall Girl Meets the Shadow Vandal, a middle-grade novel:

Chloe Lamont doesn't live in a neighborhood, like most kids. Her house is in the middle of the mall. And now someone is stealing items from her house and using them to vandalize stores. Who is trying to frame her? And how are they getting into the house? 

Desperate to catch the real vandal and clear her name, Chloe seeks help from the kids in her Mystery Reading Group at school. While searching for clues, the Mystery Groupers make an astounding discovery. And then things get really crazy…


On a Sunday morning in mid-September, I’m jolted awake by a shriek. “Chloe! Get in here!”

It’s not the gentlest way to wake up, but in this case it’s better than staying asleep, considering I was at the very beginning of the spider dream.

“Mom? What’s wrong?” I stumble out into the hall.

Mom, in her bathrobe, is standing just inside the kitchen. She beckons me in and points to the floor. Our eight-inch carving knife is lying there, between the table and the refrigerator.

“Did you do that?” she asks. 

I look at her blankly. “Do what?” 

“Put that knife on the floor.”

“Why would I put a knife on the floor?”

“Exactly,” says Mom.

“Oh, no!” My heart seems to slide up into my throat. “You mean—”

“It wasn’t there last night,” she says in a tremulous voice. “I just got up, and when I came into the kitchen, there it was. Lying in the middle of the floor.”

“Oh,” I say in horror. 

What has the Shadow Vandal done now? Murdered somebody? Apprehensively, I circle the knife, examining at it from all angles. There’s no blood. At least not on the side that’s showing.

Mom’s face is almost as white as her bathrobe. “Are you sure you didn’t use that knife last night? I know how you like to have sliced banana with dabs of peanut-butter for a snack.”

“I had popcorn last night. Anyway, if I was going to slice bananas, I wouldn’t use a big, sharp knife like that.”

The doorbell rings. Mom and I both jump, and I kick the knife under the stove without even thinking about it. Mom sends me a look that’s a mix of reproachful-grateful and hurries to get the door.

It’s Ram. I breathe a sigh of relief to see him standing there unmurdered and then freeze as a police officer steps out from behind him. I recognize him as one of the policemen who were at the scene of the first egging. Officer Sanford, the burly one with the shrewd gaze. 

“Ursula. Chloe. Can we come in?” says Ram, looking grim. 

He tells us there’s been another vandalism incident, this one involving a knife. The second he says knife, my knees go weak. I struggle to stiffen them, all the while trying to keep my expression serene.

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Kimberly Baer wrote her first story at age six. It was about a baby chick that hatched out of a little girl's Easter egg after somehow surviving the hard-boiling process. Nowadays she enjoys writing middle-grade and young adult fiction. She lives in Virginia, where she likes to go power-walking on days when it's not too hot, too cold, too rainy, too snowy, or too windy. On indoor days, you might find her binge-watching one of her favorite TV shows: Gilmore Girls, Friends, or The Office.

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Wednesday, April 14, 2021

Welcome, Desiree Holt & Liz Crowe

I'm thrilled to welcome Desiree Holt, and Liz Crowe, to my blog today, to talk about writing together and their latest book, Numbers Game.

Why Write Together?

Liz Crowe

On behalf of Desiree Holt, co-authors of NUMBERS GAME


We all have our heroes.

And when I say “hero” I’m talking about my personal ones, not the 40 or male ones I’ve created during the course of my writing career. I have lifestyle heroes, sports heroes, parenting heroes, my kids are even my heroes sometimes. My list of writing heroes is short, and in some cases more like hero worship from afar since a couple of them are super stars that I can only be a stan for on social media.


However, luckily for this writer, one of mine is a writer named Desiree Holt. When I think back on our earliest conversations, it was mainly me, a lowly stars-in-my-eyes romance author, wowed by the fact that she was so approachable and cool. She’s also one of Those Authors who give advice, tips, and inside scoops to those of us coming up behind her, learning the ropes of what can be a bit of a brutal industry at times.


When she figured out that I lived in Ann Arbor (at the time) we got to talking sports—a mutually favorite topic of ours. When she told me that she and some of her family were coming into town for a football game a few years ago, I made sure we met at the brewery I owned (at the time) and our friendship was sealed.  Since then, I’ve approached her with ideas for books, questions about publishers, and all sorts of author-related stuff, but in 2016, I helped organize, promote, and run a massive fundraiser for my kids’ high school’s athletic department that featured John and Jim Harbaugh, returning to the high school that John graduated from to honor them. It was a roaring success. We raised $50,000 for the athletic fund in one night, and I got to give Desiree a present. A few of the commemorative 2016 Pioneer High Hall of Fame footballs we had made were signed by both brothers so I made sure I got one and sent it to her.


All in the name of bribing her just a little bit because I had a project in mind that I wanted us to tackle together.


It worked! But because we’re both busy, it took us a few years to get to the point of actually talking through the concept that became the novel: NUMBERS GAME, that is releasing April 20 from The Wild Rose Press. We wrote in the sort of back-and-forth manner that was fun but also frustrating at times for both of us. I know I learned a lot about my process and habits as I crafted the point of view for Duncan “Hatch” Hatcher, a former pro player and coach who’s hiding the secret of his downfall in the pros, but has landed at his fictional Michigan alma mater as head coach. When we finally got the book exactly the way we wanted it, then came the challenge of finding it a publishing home. That was a task Desiree took on with a vengeance and landed us at The Wild Rose Press, a new-to-me publisher. It’s been great working with them and we’re proud to present this sports romance, featuring characters that are both divorced, both a tad jaded, but once they meet….well, those sparks catch fire quick and burn hot!


Former pro football player and coach Duncan "Hatch" Hatcher fumbled his career and marriage. Now divorced and ready to tackle his future, he has an opportunity to redeem himself as coach of his college alma mater's football team. But how can he turn the team's losing streak around and keep the secret of his downfall buried when the school agrees to a documentary that will allow a lovely journalist to dig her way into his past...and into his heart?

Olivia Grant's ex-husband almost wrecked her journalism career while he definitely did a number on her self-esteem. The documentary on Duncan Hatcher is the perfect way to rebuild both. As a freshman in college, she'd had a crush on the senior football hero, but he hadn't known she existed. She never expects the sparks that fly between them as they work on the project nor the struggles they must face if they both want to win.


Every move after that, to her, seemed to have some kind of sexual connotation.

The air between them vibrated with the electricity sparking back and forth. By the time he paid the check and they left the restaurant, every pulse in her body pounded, her breasts ached, and her teeny tiny thong was soaked. She wanted to hurry home and take a cold shower before she did something really stupid.

In the truck, he turned on the radio and found a station playing oldies rock music that he tuned low. They rode in a silence that was more electric than uncomfortable, especially when he reached over and took her hand in his, giving it a gentle squeeze. When they reached her townhouse, he again lifted her from the cab and walked her to the door, holding her hand. When she had the door open, he turned her to face him and studied her face for a long time. She waited, wondering if she had the willpower not to cross that line from professional to personal and how much damage she’d do if she did.

“You have to be the sexiest sports reporter I’ve ever met. I would really like to kiss you. Would that be okay with you?”

She should have turned away, but she couldn’t find the willpower. The kiss was soft and gentle, a mere brush of lips, a touch of flesh. Then it was over, but she wanted more. A lot more. She could feel this spinning out of control, and she was powerless to stop it.

“If you invite me in, I’m not going to turn you down.”

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Liz Crowe is a Kentucky native and graduate of the University of Louisville living in Central Illinois. She's spent her time as a three-continent expat trailing spouse, mom of three, real estate agent, brewery owner and bar manager, and is currently a social media consultant and humane society development director, in addition to being an award-winning author. With stories set in the not-so-common worlds of breweries, on the soccer pitch, inside fictional television stations and successful real estate offices, and even in exotic locales like Istanbul, Turkey, her books are compelling and told with a fresh voice. The Liz Crowe backlist has something for any reader seeking complex storylines with humor and complete casts of characters that will delight, at times frustrate, and always linger in the imagination long after the book is finished.
















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