Happy Birthday to me! Right here and now, I’m going public with my age for maybe the first time as an author. Now, I’m not ashamed of my age, mind you. But years ago, when I was an unpubbed newbie–still naive and believing all those “rules”–I read that anyone over fifty shouldn’t tell their age. The reasoning was(…)
When I was nine, I took piano lessons for six months. My teacher was a crabby old woman and I was so shy I’d hide behind my finger. Needless to say, it didn’t work out. Now I love music, and I always regretted that I didn’t give the piano another go. Adulthood came, marriage and(…)
March 15th–the Ides of March–Dick and I will celebrate our 27th anniversary. Yay for us! It’s a second marriage for both of us, and I like to think that, this time around, we both knew exactly what we wanted. He’s my best friend, my favorite person to be around, and he makes me laugh. And(…)
I’ll be the first to admit, I wasn’t one of the cool kids in high school. Or college. Or early adulthood. Or middle adulthood. But, as I get older, I care less about how people view me or the things I do, and focus more on who I want to be and what I want(…)
A good friend of mine creates “themed” Christmas trees, using a different theme each year. One year, it was a Mardi Gras tree, respendent in gold, silver and purple. Another year, “let it snow” provided inspiration for an exquisite tree decorated only in white ornaments and strings of pearls. Her tress make you catch your breath(…)
This is an incredibly busy time of year for everyone, what with shopping and wrapping and gathering and cooking and baking and traveling and DEADLINES galore! So today, we’ve got a special treat for you. Below is a sampling of opening lines from our upcoming books. It might be something that’s out now, something that(…)
Anybody who knows me or anything about me usually knows I’m from Kentucky. I take great pride in my home state even though our Southern accents have a nasal whang and drawl reminscent of those in Texas and aren’t nearly as pretty as South Carolina’s soft slurs. That accent shaped my speaking voice and couldn’t keep from seeping(…)
EDITED: Hi everybody! Cynthia D’Alba sticking her head in. Pam didn’t know how to add pictures and I thought I’d add them so you will see the pure joy on her face at her first signing! Congrats, Pam. All of us here at ENALR are romance authors, but you already knew that. The purpose of(…)
I was born with a birthmark—a bright red V in the middle of my forehead. My parents were worried about me being self-conscious of it although the doctor assured them it would fade through the years. For a while, my mom wouldn’t cut me any bangs for fear I would think she was trying to(…)
