I’m certain my pets are full of big ideas. It’s obvious in the way my dog will perk up her ears and trot suddenly out of the room like she just remembered she has an important meeting to attend. Or maybe she was struck by a brilliant thought about the best method for removing fuzz from her tennis ball. Alas, I’ll never know. I can’t read animal minds, which is…
When I was eight, my parents signed me up for a soccer team. I’m certain the coach explained the fundamentals of the game, but equally certain I was too busy picking dandelions to listen. I had a dim notion I was supposed to kick the ball toward the goal, but it wasn’t until my teammates began screaming at me during the first game that I learned it made a difference…
I like to do it best at night With good wine and some candlelight. I’ll sneak a quickie during lunch. Or right at dawn with Cap’n Crunch. I often to do it in my bed When naughty thoughts are in my head. I sometimes do it in my car Three times I did it in a bar. I usually do it at my desk Not fully dressed, I must confess….
When I started my blog, Don’t Pet Me, I’m Writing 15 months ago, I realized quickly that readers were looking to me for two things. No, I’m not talking about my boobs. My regular blog readers show up expecting cheap laughs and writing advice. I can offer the latter for the same reason a stuntman who’s broken every bone in his body can offer tips on helmet safety. I had…
I’ve been part of the same book club for more than ten years. We’ve read good books and bad ones, classic literary works and racy erotica. We’ve supported each other through marriages and divorces, births and deaths. We’ve laughed together, cried together, and on one memorable occasion, watched our founding member strip off her shirt in the throes of a hot flash and continue the meeting in her bra. Good…
This may come as a shock to you, but there’s sex in my books. Not on every page, but certainly on more than one. It comes with the territory when you write romance (though the fact that I write romantic comedy is what compels me to point out that I’ve already used the word come twice and haven’t even touched this week’s topic of family members reading our books). Where…
We’re talking about “big breaks” this week, and I must admit, I’ve had several. The biggest break was my right arm the summer I turned nine. The bone snapped in two places, courtesy of an ungraceful dismount off a piece of playground equipment. The doctor made the peculiar decision to set the bone without the benefit of pain medication, a process that taxed my youthful arsenal of curse words and…
We’ve been talking about the great outdoors all week, and after following the other Debs’ posts on the subject, I can say I’m probably the outdoor junkie of the bunch. I’m obsessed with being outside. I love hiking, biking, kayaking, camping, snowshoeing, and about a dozen other pursuits I adore primarily because I get to be outdoors when I do them. In the warmer months, I eat outside every chance…
I’ll admit it – I was skeptical when eReaders first hit the market. There’s something about the holding a real book in your hands, savoring the heft of the cover in your palms, pausing to lick your finger and turn a page. Did I really want to give that up? Then I got a Kindle for my birthday. At last, I understood. I don’t think of my eReader as a…
We’ve been talking about social media all week at the Debutante Ball, and I’m thrilled to tell you that we’re going to put it to good use right here, right now. Excited? Don’t pee. It’s no secret in publishing that book titles can change for a variety of strategic reasons. Sourcebooks, Inc. is publishing my debut romantic comedy in August, and in an effort to make sure we have the…
