Thursday, December 20, 2012

Oh Holly Night

Christmas in Noelle...where love and laughter are always at the top of Santa's list!

Oh Holly Night

Helping out in hope of reaping a veterinarian partnership, Dr. Holly Night winds up in her own version of a Christmas nightmare--Santa Claus, reindeer games, babies born in a stable. Raised in a family that didn't "do" Christmas--or family--she is unprepared for a town filled with an overwhelming holiday spirit. Add in a handsome mechanic who finds amusement in her obvious misery, and not only is her patience tested, but unexpectedly, her belief as well.

Amusement isn't the only thing Rev Johnston feels for the pretty doctor or her situation; he's been the outsider before and knows how hard it can be. Having been abandoned one too many times before, he isn't about to let himself fall for someone who can't wait to get out of town.

Can the magic of Christmas, with a little help from Santa Claus, heal these two hearts before it's too late?

Available now from The Wild Rose Press


If you are looking for the book that really exhibits the reason for the season, pick up Oh Holly Night. It is full of love, family, and a lot of heart. Oh Holly Night brought tears to my eyes and made me laugh several times. I almost feel like I was the grinch before reading Oh Holly Night and that my heart has grown a few sizes.~Sizzling Hot Book Revies


Holly’s relieved smile clenched his chest and he had to force his attention back to Jess to get out the rest of the information. “I did get a hold of Brent and your dad. They’re on their way.” A fearful bite of her lips had him squeezing her arm. “Don’t worry, Jess. Everything is going to be all right. You’ve got your very own doctor right here with Holly. She’ll take care of you.”

A small squeak caught his attention and he swung his gaze back to the good doctor. Eyes wide and jaw tight, she was pulling air in and out of her nose in long, panicked breaths. In a flash, she stood and yanked him up by his arm.

“I’m, uh, just going to get my bag, Jess. We’ll be right back.”

Rev had no choice but to follow as she all but yanked him out into the main aisle of the barn. She let go and he turned to point back where’d they just come from. “Your bag is still in the stall, right there beside Jes—Holly?” Where’d she go?

He glanced around and found her on the opposite wall, arms out straight, hands braced against the wood and head hung low between them.

Her chest expanded and contracted in heaving breaths.

Two steps and he was at her side, hand on her back for support. “Holly? Holly, what’s wrong?”

“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”

Her head spun up and dark, doe eyes glared in half anger, half panic. “How could you give her the false hope that I’ll take care of everything. I’m a veterinarian, Rev. I’ve never delivered a human baby!”

Wednesday, December 19, 2012

A Cinderella Christmas

Christmas in Noelle...where love and laughter are always at the top of Santa's list!

A Cinderella Christmas

Her mother's ridiculous idea to gift her with 'a man' for Christmas is driving Angie Bellini insane! Every bachelor and his brother in Noelle are asking her to save them a dance at the upcoming wedding of Santa Claus Holloran's daughter. What's a girl to do to keep her sanity and thwart a scheming mother? Date the one man in town her mother despises, of course.

Wes O'Connor doesn't like the plan Angie has coerced him into for two reasons: 1) He's still paying for the last time those big brown eyes made him do something stupid and 2) He doesn't want to 'pretend' to date the beautiful baker, he wants the fairytale to turn into a real happily-ever-after.

Their ending may not be so happy, though, when they discover they aren't the only players in their little game of make-believe.

Available now from The Wild Rose Press


5 Hearts from the Romance Studio!!
Ms. Stacy Dawn has written a great book which was a quick read that was mesmerizing. The emotionally charged ending was completely unexpected. The other characters were so entertaining that at times it was laugh-out-loud funny.
I highly recommend this book. This is not my first Stacy Dawn book and I hope it will not be my last. This is a terrific read from start to finish. You will be thrilled to read it. It's bound to be a best-seller.
~Brenda Talley, The Romance Studio

4.5 Ribbions from Romance Junkies!!
A hilariously funny read, I absolutely adore Stacy Dawn’s A CINDERELLA CHRISTMAS. Meet Angie and Wes who have to resort to extreme measures to get one up on Angie’s mother – Vita. Things go from make-believe to the real thing, but no one admits to this until hearts are broken and halos are tarnished. A CINDERLLA CHRISTMAS is a really sweet read that will have you hunting down the other books about the love life of people in this small town who believe it or not have a real life Santa Claus, who loves his sweets.

A Cinderella Christmas was the perfect fit for a fun, romantic holiday read.
I love Stacy Dawn's Christmas in Noelle series, and reading a new story in the series is becoming one of my favorite holiday traditons.
~Kathy Adrico, Kathy's Review Corner

I felt warm and fuzzy as I read this story of reverse psychology gone every which way it could. A sweet story to warm up a winter day.
~Reviewed by Hibiscus, The Long and Short of It

I have enjoyed a number of the different tales centered on this town by the talented Ms. Dawn of The Wild Rose Press and A Cinderella Christmas in no different. You will want a plate of cookies, a glass of something festive and a nice cozy area to read this story, if not you will be off looking for cinnamon buns, and hot dairy farmer's buns to go with them. I completely enjoyed A Cinderella Christmas and think you will aslo enjoy this fast-paced festive story.
~Tanya, Joyfully Reviewed


“But I don’t want to date you...I mean...” Wes shifted in his seat, clenching and unclenching the steering wheel. How had everything gotten turned around? Sure, at the bakery, after seeing those beautiful brown eyes flare from friendly to frustrated to hopeful all in a span of fifteen minutes, he knew he wanted to know her a little better, again. Maybe pick up where his youthful mishap had detoured them.

But this was not how he pictured getting the date. He glanced sideways at her cute little nose scrunched in contemplation—of him. Wes gulped and darted his gaze back to the road.

The zip-zup-zip of her playing with the zipper on her jacket etched into the sudden silence.
“A-are you dating someone?” she finally ventured.

“No, but—”


“No, but—”


No,” he bellowed over her rapid interrogation. Geez, let a guy get a word in edgewise here.

Instead, she twisted around, leg back up on the seat again as comfortable as if she’d ridden in the truck a thousand times before. “Then what is it? Is it me? You find me ugly, repulsive?”

“No, Angie, come on!”

In truth, her position grazed her knee against his hip, sending currents of awareness straight to his chest. Repulsive? Not even close.

He focused his attention on the mid-morning street, counting the huge snowflakes to cool himself down. How had a simple delivery job become so complicated? He now realized why his father handled this end of the business. Ian O’Connor was a people-person while Wes preferred the uncomplicated company of the farm.

Slender hands latched onto his upper arm, effectively melting the snowflake theory.
“Please. I need help and you’re all I’ve got at the moment.”

With tight lips, he tried to focus on the road, but his gaze kept flicking back to her hands clenching his arm.

“For old time’s sake, Wes. Please.”

He made the mistake of glimpsing the dark eyes, big and round and rivaling any kicked-puppy-dog-look he’d ever seen. His jaw ticked tight, and he felt himself caving.

Be strong this time, Wes.

The hands around his arm pulled in small, pleading tugs while her lips quirked in a mischievous tilt. “I’ll bake you a special batch of chocolate chip cookies...” she coerced. “Three batches...better, a dozen!”

No use—the minute she batted those lashes, he was a dead-man-driving. The only choice left was to chuckle and shake his head in defeat. “Dad likes them too. Make it a dozen and you got yourself a deal.”

“Oh thanks, Wes,” she squealed. “You’re a real pal.”

His smile twitched to a wince at her euphoric outburst. Being her ‘pal’ was least on his list at the moment. They’d picked up right where they left off in high school—big brown eyes messing with his good sense. And, judging by this morning’s events at the bakery, he wasn’t finished paying for the first time.

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Monday, December 17, 2012

Christmas on Parole

Christmas in Noelle...where love and laughter are always at the top of Santa's list!

Christmas on Parole

Welcome back to Noelle, Alberta, home of the infamous Reindeer Games, Santa Claus Holloran, and a fifteen foot Rudolph monument welcoming you to town—that was, before Deke Halls ran his semi into it. Even though it was an accident, thanks to the beautiful but annoying judge, instead of heading to Bermuda for a holiday vacation, he's spending Christmas on parole.

Laney McGovern wasn't about to let the good-for-nothing trucker get away with reckless driving and decapitating the town's historical monument. She'd divorced his arrogant type before—all good old boy smiles but selfish as the Grinch. Sentencing him to community service with each of the six founding families seemed like a just punishment, but when the eccentric townsfolk begin to embrace the handsome cowboy, this judge slowly discovers not all offenders of the heart are the same. Only problem is, she doesn't know if she wants to deck the Halls or shove him under the mistletoe.


Christmas on Parole is the prefect Christmas romance, sweet, light hearted, and sexy. This is Stacy Dawn's second books set in Noelle, Alberta. I smiled all the way through Christmas on Parole and laughed often - it was a real Christmas treat.

This is a great fast-paced book guaranteed to be hard to put down. Ms. Stacy Dawn has written a book which absolutely mesmerized me. I loved this book and highly recommend it to everyone. It's a great read, holiday or not.
~Reviewer: Brenda Talley, The Romance Studio

There isn't anything about Christmas on Parole not to like. The premise is laugh-out-loud funny, the characters are endearing and the dialogue is perfect for the situation. I completely enjoyed this Stacy Dawn tale and plan to read more from this author in the future. Here sense of iteming is super. Her characters seem to say the perfect thing at exactly the right moment. There were more times than I can remember when I giggled while reading this. I enjoyed wondering if Deke and Laney would get together. Nothing about Christmas on Parole disappointed me. It was entertaining all the way through.
~Reviewed by: Marlene, Fallen Angel Reviews

FROM ROMANCE JUNKIES: There's a sense of wonder, hope and good will amongst the characters and really could you not love a story with a character known as Santa Claus? Stacey Dawn brings this holiday oriented town to life and instills a sense of holiday spirit - even for a grinch like me! CHRISTMAS ON PAROLE is a delightfully fun read full of situations that will have readers smiling as they read through the pages to see whether Deke and Laney to cave into their feelings for each other or not.
If after reading this story you want to spend some more time with the citizens of Noelle, Alberta, then be sure to check out Ms. Dawn's REINDEER GAMES.

Christmas on Parole is another Stacy Dawn masterpiece. The characters are endearing and sexy, and god help me I think I'm in love with Santa.
~Johanna Melaragno, author


Before she realized her legs had moved, Laney stood behind him. She gave a quick wave up to Santa Claus Holloran then folded her arms and leaned a shoulder against the back of the sleigh. "Little tall for one of Santa's elves, aren't you?"

She'd meant it as a joke but as soon as Deke's eyes landed on her, his smile disappeared.

"Judge." He nodded crisply. "Checking up on me already?"

Her hackles rose of their own accord. She tried to play nice but, obviously, he didn't want to. "That is my job," she said, digging a booted toe into the snow.

"Don't worry, I'll do mine then get out of your hair." Deke lifted another child up on Santa's lap.

His smile flickered on for the children and off for her like broken Christmas tree lights.
"Good, make sure you do."

Laney shoved off and stormed around the sleigh towards her jeep. Men! Who needed them any way? They were nothing but a pain in the ass.

The tingles creeping up from the firm hand clamped around her arm made the owner unmistakable. She had half a mind to turn around and deck him for his audacity.

"I'm sorry."

The apologetic expression beneath a lowered Stetson dissolved the angry words leaving only puzzlement on her tongue. "What?"

"Look, I'm sorry about just now." Deke's free hand gestured towards the sleigh. "I've had an unusual twenty-four hours and, well, I guess I put all the blame on you. No excuse, I know but I am sorry. This is not how I want you to see me."

Laney yanked her arm back to cross tightly over her chest with the other. "Oh? And just how is it you want me to see you, Mr. Halls?"

He didn't have to speak, his smile said it all.

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Thursday, December 13, 2012

Reindeer Games

See how it all began...

Christmas in Noelle...where love and laughter are always at the top of Santa's list!

Reindeer Games

The annual Reindeer Games between the Holloran and the Nickles families is legendary in their little town of Noelle, Alberta. This year, however, the competition gets kicked up a notch when Jess Holloran discovers winning the games may just mean losing her heart.


Need a break from all the hustle and bustle of the Christmas season? Only a few minutes to spare? Reindeer Games is the ideal escape. Short, sweet and light hearted, it will have the reader smiling and ready to take on the shopping crowds. My suggestion for Christmas fatigue - warm up a cup of tea and take 15 minutes to enjoy Stacy Dawn's Reindeer Games.
~Reviewed by Magnolia

I just finished reindeer games and I loved it. Very feel good, holiday tale.
Awesome job
RG-a new fan :}

Hey I just finished Reindeer Games and adored it! Great, sweet Christmas romance!!
-Shelli Stevens

I just finished reading Reindeer Games! Great little read! Bravo, girl
-Toni Sue

A beautiful look at how we can overlook love in the most familiar face. Great read from a great writer!
~ Toni Nichols

Sweet, funny, and heartwarming, just like Christmas should be.
~ Emma Sanders


I finally turned to address my adversary. "So, have you come to find out what I have in store for you this year when you lose?"

"Now look who's getting ahead of themselves." Sea-green eyes sparkled in amusement as he shouldered off the graying wood to come inside. "Same rules?"

"Loser has to do it, no question, no argument." Not that we really needed the clarification, the confirmations were more a part of the ritual. I tapped a gloved finger on my chin. "Hmmm. I haven't put you in a dress yet."

After the 'treetop' incident where Brent fell and broke his arm when we were nine, the Loser Deed no longer included daring feats. Fun humiliation, however, was completely within the rules. After what he put me through last year, I was aiming high on the humiliation meter.

In mock seriousness, I studied him from the top of his black Stetson to the snow-covered tip of his boots. "I kinda liked that little number your sister wore the other night at the high school's Christmas Dance. You know, I think pink could really be your color."

I laughed at the growl from low in his throat.

"Then again, I heard they still needed a Mrs. Claus for the children's party tomorrow. Maybe I'll call up Mrs. Willobee and tell her I have a volunteer who has no choice but to do it."

I squealed as two thick arms shot out and grabbed me around the waist.

"Maybe this year I'll ask you for a kiss. That's something you haven't done yet."

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Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Santa taking a Break

We were at a school bazaar the other day and Santa was visiting .  After a while, he just needed a break I guess.

I told my boys that not too many kids get a chance just to hang with Santa over the holidays LOL.

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Free Christmas Read!

This is the perfect time of year to visit my little eccentrically hilarious town of Noelle...where love and laughter are always at the top of Santa's list!

Treat yourself to a free sample...


Santa's Elves

How could he do this to her two days before Christmas! Ginny just found out the love of her life—and co-elf—is leaving her for another woman. Santa Holloran’s been busy matchmaking around town, but this is one holiday heart even he might not be able to fix.

You can get your FREE copy of this short story HERE

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Thursday, December 6, 2012

Letter to Santa

Funny, but for all my belief, I don't write letters to santa anymore. And then I found this blog this week and I don't think I could write a better one. It is more than personal, more than spiritual and simply beautiful.

Tuesday, December 4, 2012

Giving Back in December with a little bit of Mistletoe Magic

A very special friend and author, Stacey Joy Netzel, is doing a wonderful thing this Christmas!!

For the month of December, she is donating the royalties for her Christmas book MISTLETOE MAGIC to a local WI animal shelter, Happily Ever After Animal Sanctuary. Details are at her blog:

Please check it out and join in the giving spirit by purchasing a GREAT Christmas read and/or helping spread the word by sharing this information and link on your blog, via FB, or Twitter—or all three.

Friday, November 30, 2012


Kids and I had fun creating a special Gingerbread House for their aunt to celebrate the Macy's Day Parade party.

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Next Big Thing

Welcome and special thanks to Donna Michaels, for tagging me to contribute to "The Next Big Thing"....a little trip around the blogesfere to see what we're all up to.  I love it!  And I get to share the travels by tagging and sending you on to more special authors and good friends, Natasha Deen, Johanna Riley, Vonnie Davis and Adelle Laudan for their blog posts next Wednesday December 5th--you won't want to miss them!

Now, what's the Next Big Thing for me?  A handsome cowboy who is faced with a memory that has haunted him for two years--the one that got away, in the worst way.....

What is the working title of your book?

Lonesome Cowboy

Where did the idea come from for the book?

I was honored to be asked to write the story for the main characters of The Wild Rose Press’s Honky Tonk Hearts series. First up is the long-time hired help and hunky bartender, Marshall Dekes. Since he works at the Lonesome Steer Honky Tonk, and he’s a bull rider, the idea came to write about a Lonesome Cowboy. Then I just had to figure out why he was so lonesome...and since I write romance, what's better to leave a cowboy lonely than losing the woman he loved in such a way that holds him back from everything else.

What genre does your book fall under?


Which actors would you choose to play your characters in a movie rendition?

I picture Marshall as Sam Worthington like this...a little haunted, a little rugged, and all broad shouldered.

Amy is softer, more of a Rachel Adams as a brunette/redhead effect.

What is the one-sentence synopsis of your book?

Two years earlier, Marshall Dekes returned from the rodeo season with a title under his belt, a purse in the bank and a ring in his pocket only to find the woman he loved at the alter saying 'I do' to another man, but what his head can’t forgive, his heart can’t forget.

Will your book be self-published or represented by an agency?

Lonesome Cowboy is contracted by the Wild Rose Press and will be coming out next year as part of the Honky Tonk Hearts series.

How long did it take you to write the first draft of your manuscript?

OMG, ridiculously, it took me the better part of a year!! Life had gotten in the way of writing for awhile, so to me, this is my “come back” story as it brought me back to my writing life.

What other books would you compare this story to within your genre?

Finding Their Way Back anthology.

Who or What inspired you to write this book?

While our children were bowling, I was jotting around ideas and my good friend asked some questions, which ended up in a great brainstorming session, inspiring the ideas for the book.

What else about your book might pique the reader’s interest?

There is actually a twist to the story that readers find out at the end of the very first chapter which changes the whole dynamic of the story. 

And here is an added special excerpt for you...

With a crisp nod, she turned her head away, but not before he saw the tear streak down her cheek.

Turn away, too, Marsh. She made her bed two years ago...and it wasn’t yours.

He turned and stormed down the length of the bar, jaw tight enough to bite through steel and muscles coiled in a battle not to spin and call her back.

A battle he was losing.

His head dipped of its own accord, turning slightly to glimpse her in his peripheral. One of her hands shook as she moved away from the bar, and Marshall whipped his focus away, angry at himself for the protective feelings surfacing so easily.

It wasn’t supposed to be like this; he’d hardened himself the day he left, and pushed those feelings for Amy deep down into a cast-iron box with a cast-iron lock on it. 

Yet one visit, one look from those smoky eyes and his stupid body was begging for her again.

No way. 

He couldn’t, wouldn’t do it. That moment she’d turned towards him with the ring of another man on her finger was the equivalent of a bull horn rammed through his chest. How was a man supposed to get over something like tha—

A guttural cry of pain crashed into him from behind, hauling him back around in time to see Amy double over, a white-knuckled grip on an old wooden chair the only thing keeping her upright.

What the hell? Vaulting over the bar, Marshall was at her side before the nearest patron could react. Her weight collapsed against him... 

Thank you so much for taking the time to pop over today!  And please take advantage and enjoy some more insight into other great stories and visit the noted blogs next week!!

Monday, November 26, 2012

It's heeeeeerrrrreeee

Snow...need I say more.

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

What is it about doing your own resume that is so....hard.

I do them for other people all the time, no issues at all.  But when I sat down to update mine this week, what a pain LOL.

Maybe it's the fact that we were raised with a sort of "don't brag about yourself it's not polite" type mindset--help others, not yourself so to speak.  So now, whenever I have to list my good qualities/qualifications or talk about myself, it is REALLY HARD.

I look at my resume and think, Really?  That's me?  Can't be--I must have embellished something. Yet, if it were anyone else, I'd be thinking, That's a pretty good bit of experience and abilities.  Heck, I'd hire me LOL. 

So then what makes it so difficult to look at ourselves the same way as we would look at say, our best friend?

It really is true what I read in the WW magazine. We would never pick on our friends and put them down half the way we do to ourselves.  In other words, instead of saying "No, you can't do that, what were you thinking, idiot."  We should be saying, "Hey, nice job.  You can do this. I have faith in you!"

Think of yourself as your best friend and what would you say to them.  Definately boost them up, not draw them down.

Just a thought to ponder for the day. 

Friday, November 2, 2012

Saturday, October 27, 2012

I am super excited to have a good friend over today to talk about an amazing series.

Hi Stacy! Thanks for having me here on day seven of my Women of Strength blog tour.

For those of you I haven't had the pleasure of meeting, I'll share a few things about my life. I live in Southern Ontario with the last of my four children still under my wing. In the past couple of years I've had a taste of an empty nest and I'm not liking it, not even a little. With my youngest in her final year of high school, before long it will be just me and my diva dog, ChaChi. At least I will still have the voices in my head to keep me company, so I imagine you will see lots more stories coming from this author.

 I'm here to introduce you to my new Women of Strength Series. This ongoing series is very special to me. If I can instill hope in even one reader who finds themselves struggling, what a blessing that would be. I created all of the covers and went to great lengths to find the perfect image for each woman. Once you have read these stories, I think you’ll agree.
 Juliana spent the entire duration of her marriage a prisoner in her own home. Subject to unspeakable abuse, her escape came in the form of her husbands' sudden death. She must now step into a world, she had almost forgotten existed....

Join Juliana on her healing journey where she learns. Love IS Good.

Rosa is deaf. She was adopted by loving parents after her mother died in childbirth. Rosa teaches deaf children music. At her 21st birthday party she crosses paths with the band manager, Devon Barnes. The first encounter is not pleasant when Devon mistakes her deafness for being rude. Is Devon simply another man who sees her being deaf as also being mentally challenged? Why is she attracted to such a man?

Shani is a woman of color, adopted by loving parents. After her mother's untimely death, she learns a deep, dark secret that makes her question everything about her life and those who loved her.How often do we search for answers and find they are not necessarily what we want to hear? Is time a great healer, or are some things unforgivable?

Coming in November

Kat is the envy of everyone. She owns a successful dinner club, an incredible lakefront property and she is beautiful. The statuesque blonde with ice-blue eyes commands attention wherever she goes. She has it all....or does she? Kat has been harboring a deep, dark secret for quite some time. Little by little her ruse is unraveling. If she doesn't face her demon soon, she stands to lose everything, including her life.

Please leave a comment and I will randomly pick one winner to receive  this calendar magnet for 2013 and this lovely steampunk pewter symbol for woman charm. All names will go in a draw to win your choice of one of these three stories.

Please feel free to visit me on the next stop of my blog tour. You will find the schedule HERE

Woman of Strength - Links to purchase as wells as Info on Contest

Thursday, October 25, 2012

One thing you discover when creating something with your spouse is that sometimes it would be far easier to call in a professional LOL.

Our "project" has taken the better part of six months, started out as a simple paint job and we ended up taking a hammer to the wall (which I admit was VERY cool smashing it in), discovering that the old house once again beat us and had to put the wall back together, decided on the bookcase for the awkward space (smart husband), then the original plan had to be revamped a number of times, discovering renovation is expensive, and that the house is crooked inside, outside, up, down and every which way you can imagine.  I'd honestly never seen my husband as vocally angry and frustrated as he was putting this thing together LOL

BUT....we finally have a bookcase!

I have never denied that we are "just left of centre" so a crooked bookshelf not only fits the house, but it kinda fits us too LOL. 

Best part, as you can see, it turned out bigger than planned and I have lots of room to fill as the years go on.

Monday, October 22, 2012

Stress can be a nasty prison.  It's funny that you don't realize that of course until you are out of it. 

Over the last few weeks, I've noticed a lot of differences--other than the fact I can breath again LOL.

My axiety/panic attacks don't come on as quickly and it is a lot easier to talk myself down from them.  My creativity is back and my muse is on chatterbox mode--I've had to start a notebook with story ideas just to keep up--and that is cool.  General things get done--okay, not quickly or all the time but that is just my natural aversion to housecleaning, laundry etc LOL, but more so than they used to.

Looking back, when I thought I was handling things, in control, I wasn't, and even though I knew it, it still didn't stop me from believing I was.  Cell walls don't have to be made of concrete and bars.

One more thing I noticed last night--I was excited for Monday.  I was looking forward to "going to work".  Mondays used to make me literally sick to my stomach knowing what I would have to deal with....but now, I look forward to it with an excitement I hadn't had in a while.  On top of finding time to do my own writing again, right now I'm working on editing two very different stories this week for two wonderful clients and can't wait until their books are available for you to enjoy them as well.

THIS is what I was meant to do.  THIS is what it feels like to work at a job you truly enjoy.

And because I love it so much, I am working in the background with a business plan to build it into the business that I want it to be.


Wednesday, October 17, 2012

One of my most favorite people has a new release out.  Natasha Deen has written a brilliant YA full of adventure, humour and not your typical magic. 

For the last two years, human Aponi Runningbear has been training to be part of Grime, the magical police division tasked with protecting humanity from SOAP terrorists. But things aren’t going well. She’s barely keeping up with her studies, failing the physical component, and her Generalized Anxiety Disorder is making her bad days even worse. When her team is given the chance to find a missing coworker and stop SOAP from producing a DNA-altering drug that’s killing humans, Aponi grabs hold of the chance to show she’s meant for Grime. But as the investigation heats up, she’s forced to deal with the tormentor from her past, dead bodies, and the certainty that SOAP’s going to win this battle. Humanity’s dying, Grime’s in trouble, and she’s failing…does a foster kid really have what it takes to save the world and herself?

Available now on Amazon

And don't miss the first in the True Grime series.  Both are a great read for youths and adults alike!

Grime cop and teen fairy Pepper Powder lives for one thing: protecting the human species from magical zealots who seek to eradicate them with Violent Illness of Unusual Resistance and Strength (humans call them “viruses,” but their mistake is understandable. The very young often get their words wrong.). When a terrorist leader releases a necrophage bomb, it not only decimates Grime headquarters, it turns Pepper into the magical world’s first fairy amputee—but she’s not going to let a little thing like a missing leg stop her. To catch her criminal, and prevent him from unleashing a V.I.U.R.S in one of the human world’s biggest shopping centers, West Edmonton Mall, she goes undercover as a human. But once Pepper's theories of humanity collide with the reality of bullies, cliques, and environmental destruction, will she still believe humanity's worth saving?

Also available on Amazon

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Monday, October 15, 2012

The cow is officially ready for Halloween

Thursday, October 11, 2012

I realized that there is one interesting thing I have learned in my journey of losing weight and getting healthy, and it is the very same thing that can be used in anything from world wars to story characters to arguments with your children--choose your battles.

Case in point: being a nice wife and in town recently, I had taken my husband a Timmy's (coffee) to his work.  Well, turned out that he had just received a coffee...along with a box of donuts.  Pretty donuts, yummy donuts, delicious sparkly donuts.

Of course my first thought was, PLEASE offer me one! 

When he eventually did, however, I said no.  Not because I didn't want it or I COULDN'T have it or I HAD to be good because I still have thirty more pounds to lose.  No, it was simply because after a quick, honest assessment at that moment, I decided that I was good, I didn't need it, didn't crave it.  Yes, it was a donut so of course I wanted it.  But I decided at that point that right then, I was strong enough to say no, so I did.  Because I knew there would come another time when I wouldn't be so strong.  Where a celebration would come where I knew I would want to take advantage of the sweets to be had.  Or the stresses of the day would wear me down, and where chocolate would become my lifeline to sanity and my having a piece would be best for all involved LOL.

So I chose to say thanks but no thanks and take the victory over that particular battle.

My theory is that depriving myself only makes me want it more, but knowing that it is okay to have it when needed keeps the moderation factor at the forefront of my mind and gives me a great ego boast and feeling of control when I CHOOSE when the need is great and when I can simply appreciate the site of a pretty donut without devouring it.

And, embarassing as this is to show the world, I simply want those others struggling with weight or self-confidence to see that small steps work, small realization like the above--choosing the battles to win, and choosing the battles to concede to--and making small healthy choices that you can live with on a daily bases, giving yourself a break after a "bad" day, moving more and realizing that a simple walk clears the mind as well as does the body good, that for just sticking with it, you CAN become the person you want to be both inside and out...

...and feel good about your efforts and results.  And believe me, I'm not aiming for model thin or even where all the BMI and reports say someone my age, size etc should be; I am simply trying to find the place I can say yeah, this is where I feel good for me. Because first and foremost, I've learned that you have to do it for YOU.

Monday, October 8, 2012

Those changes I've been talking about involve a new office environment.  Through a long and arduous decision process and minor group of events, I have returned to working from home. 

Now, I can't say that I am not happy to be doing so.  The benefit to the children alone is so worth it--I am no longer so stressed out that I seem to be in a permenant bad mood and am now the cool mom who makes homemade afterschool snacks and who goes grocery shopping Friday so they don't have to go with her on Saturday LOL. 

Another benefit of my new office environment is my co-worker.   Though his "workspace" is right beside mine, he is very quiet, doesn't bug me when I'm in the middle of a file, nor does he rant and complain about every little thing.  At the same time, he is a VERY good listener and a wonderful partner to bounce ideas off of, not to mention funny and a great companion around the water bowl.  We even started having walking meetings first thing in the morning to get our mind and bodies ready for the day. 

But, as with all changes there are also many challenges.  The obvious one being how to make a financial contribution to help support the household.  While I am working on my writing of course, it is a slow process from writing to production (assuming of course you get the contract). 

Happily though, I now have the opportunity to amp up my freelance editing work.  So feel free to visit and share the site with friends, groups, loops or people you know who may be interested.

Oh, my co-worker is calling--must be time for tea and biscut break :)

Friday, October 5, 2012

Following along the same lines as last post, that would mean that Thanksgiving is right around the corner...literaly.  So, I am not going to think too far ahead, but I am hoping to have a few projects sent out in the next few months, or at least finished in preparation for sending out.

Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!

Tuesday, October 2, 2012

October? What Happened to February?

Seriously, how do you clearly remember sitting at the same desk at the end of January thinking the month went sooooooo looooonng and then glance up and it is October?

Well crap, my resolution list didn't even get a dent in it. 

I'd make a new one, but really, why put myself through that when I know it may not get done the way I want.  And I've been trying a new system....staying in the moment.  No more what ifs, what was or what's to come, but just dealing with the present, here and now.

So, right now, I am trying to find my routine working from home.  It's only been a week or so, but still, trial and error right?  Well, the first thing I learned is that I get oodles more done on my own writing if I work on it first thing after the bus and the dog is walked, and especially before the internet is turned on.  Then, after a couple hours of writing intersperced with laundry or filling the dishwasher, I check emails and websites, find the list of info details needed as I wrote etc.  By then it is usually lunch and afterwords, getting down to everyone else's business whether the contract work or editing.  So far, so good.  Let's give it a couple more weeks though to see if it progresses as well as it sounds.  For now though, I am happy with the work that is being done on all levels, just have to figure out how to make it pay better LOL.

Wednesday, September 26, 2012


Lots of changes are happining around our house.  What I need to learn is patience with them.

Patience has never been my strong suit LOL.


Monday, September 24, 2012

New Beginnings

This was in my backyard yesterday.

What better "sign" to have that the choices/changes you are making are the right ones--not easy by any means, but it's just nice to know that there will be that rainbow at the end of the rocky path if you just keep putting one foot in front of the other.

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Yeah, it was a VERY busy in What?  It's September already!?!

Many things got neglected including this blog and my writing.  Hopefully that will change now that we are back to routine in the house and I've readjusted my work schedule.

The good news is that I do have a in fact.  One Starlit Night was in the Finding Their Wayback anthology and has now been released as a single title!  I am so excited because I love this story.  I always wanted to write about a musician cowboy and this story turned out so much better because it didn't take the traditional route, which was so much fun to write.

Available now from The Wild Rose Press!

Monday, April 30, 2012

And you thought I was kidding

When I say the men in my family are sportaholics, no, I'm not exaggerating LOL. This is what my front yard looks like. Baseball season started six weeks ago for us LOL

Monday, April 9, 2012

My New Task Master

I need to get my butt in gear and get some writing projects finished. When I saw this fella, I couldn't resist cutting him out and tacking him beside my computer....the perfect task master to remind me to sit up straight and keep my fingers moving LOL.