Sunday, October 21, 2018


Hi, All,

I know I've been really lax in the blogging department.  It's been a long, hard Summer.  I'm so happy Fall is finally here.  I was getting a little worried when we went to the Chili Cook Off the first weekend in October, and it was 90 degrees.  Ugh!!!!  It really makes it hard to get excited about chili in 90-degree weather.  But now the weather has cooled down to 50's--PROGRESS!

The reason why I'm posting today is two-fold.  First, I'm excited to announce that I will be doing my first book signing in years on November 3, 2018 1-4 p.m. at the Barnes & Noble, Fairview Heights, Illinois.  I'm excited and a bit nervous.  Luckily, there will be other authors there so I won't be by myself.  😃

Second, I'm excited to share a bit of the first scene from my current work in progress -- Highland Soul -- Book 2 in The Talisman Trilogy.  I've been working on the book for a long while now.  Due to unforeseen family issues and some deaths, my writing has been put on hold.  However, with the holidays coming and things finally, hopefully, settling down I'm going to be back at it very soon. 

I wanted to share a glimpse of the first scene in the book.

England 1349
     Surviving another day in hell had merit, didn’t it?
     The guard sneered as he unhooked the manacles hammered into the dungeon wall. “Damn, you’re still breathing.”
     Ramsey MacLaren dropped to his knees on the stone floor, and spit blood before raising his one good eye. “Sorry tae disappoint ye.”
     The other man kicked his midsection. “The whipping post will knock the fight out o’ you and your thoughts of freedom.”
     Ramsey got a measure of amusement out of the fact that the English bastard actually believed that.

If you want to get caught up on The Talisman Trilogy, please check out Highland Stone, Book 1.  It is available in print, ebook, and audiobook at different retailers.  
Happy Halloween!

Thursday, October 19, 2017


So my husband likes to leave the garage door open because he goes out there to smoke.  A little while back he tells me that he went out one evening to smoke and he heard a noise.  When he went to check it out, he found a little bandit trying to get into the 40 pound bag of dog food he'd just bought at the store.  It ran out when it saw my husband.

So he picks up the bag of dog food and puts it on top of the 4-drawer file cabinets we have out there.  The next night he finds the little rascal has climbed up onto the cabinets and is trying to get in the dog food again. 

My husband cusses and chases him out of the garage.  He runs out into the night on the driveway looking for the masked bandito, but doesn't see him.  When he turns to come back into the garage, he sees his nemesis sitting on the fence.  So he says, "I'm going to go get my shovel and beat you to death."  My husband swears the critter was giving him the finger....LOL 

I know, but you had to be there because this went on for a couple of days and it was hysterical.

We found out about a week later that a neighbor from across the street had a coon trap and he caught the little guy and took him to a field nearby and set him free.