Nan Reinhardt, Author

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Almost There…

May22

Well, we’re about 24 hours from closing and soon our home will belong to our buyer. We’ve worked hard to infuse as much love and joy into that house as we can, and if it’s true that homes have feelings, he should be all warm and fuzzy by tomorrow evening.

As for us, we are warm and fuzzy thanks to Son and DIL and Grandboy, who have welcomed us into their home and created a lovely temporary resting place as we look for a new house. Son made me a little office space, there is a wet bar that is our “kitchen,” and the bedroom and private bath are cozy and comfortable. We’re settling in, but we don’t want to get too comfortable. We’d like to try to find a house before summer is over.

Last night, Grandboy and I had a lovely time singing made-up rhyming monster songs when I tucked him in and we cuddled for a few minutes. He’s such a sweet soul, much like his mom and dad. All in all, we’re exhausted, but okay. I think we’re going to take a short break and try to regroup, then begin the house hunt. A few days at the lake will help immensely, I’m sure, plus a couple of writer buds are coming by next week for a writing day, so that will be fun, too.

Our routine will be back in force as Sunday we serve communion at church and I’m back to work with editing gigs and writing on novel 3 for the Four Irish Brothers Winery series for Tule Publishing and get ready for promotion for book 2, which releases July 18. A cover reveal and pre-order should be coming up soon! All in all, we survived the house selling and moving to storage… the next steps are pure adventure.

Gratitude for today: Son, DIL, and Grandboy–how generous and gracious they are! Good friends in our mover and realtor, who’ve had our backs through all this and continue to be there for us. Gracious clients who’ve stood by as I’ve had to stop work briefly during the actual move. All the folks who’ve helped or offered to, specifically Moe, who packed like a trooper and Terri, who cleaned with us yesterday. Merci, mes amies!! And all praise and glory to God, who has kept his hand of protection around us and listened to my weepy prayers and imprecations. God is good.

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Until next week, mes amies, remember to hold your face to the sun, be grateful for all things, and love well.

~Nan~

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Wednesday, Yes! Wednesday Check-in

May1
Our lilacs in the front yard

I’m actually getting this up on the right day, aren’t you proud of me? Well, don’t be because I should be writing on book 3 for the Four Irish Brothers Winery series or working on editing gigs. However, yesterday was somewhat of a victory, so I’m celebrating by keeping to my planned schedule.

We got the garage and attic decluttered! YAY! Sent a truckload of stuff with the Fire Dawgs–a great group of guys who take care of junk for people who’ve lived in a house for 35 years and collected…well, a lot of stuff they no longer need. Our attic is empty for the first time in 35 years and the garage is officially ready to pack for the movers. The Fire Dawgs were amazing–quick, kind, efficient, and understanding. We really appreciated their hard work on our behalf.
As we watched them drive away, Husband said, “We never could have done that ourselves.” That may not sound huge, but for him to confess that something was beyond him is more than huge. It’s acceptance of help and he’s getting better at that throughout this process. I’m really proud of the way he’s been able to release some of the hard work to others. If you’re married to or know an engineer, you’ll understand how difficult that is for him.

We’ve had such great help as we’ve made this journey–Our realtor, Lynn, from ReMax Ability has been our salvation, and our mover, Fred, from Guardian Relocation is the best. Both of them have shown such consideration and care for re-homing these two old empty-nesters. We can’t imagine having done any of this without them. It’s wonderful to have thoughtful, caring people on your team–hugs and assurances of “We’ve got your back,” have helped us more than they can imagine. I’m still a wreck and probably will be until the closing is done, but each step we finish means, as my pal Liz Flaherty keeps telling me, another big sigh of relief. And Lynn keeps telling us the fun part (finding a new home) is coming. I’m truly ready for the fun part!

So gratitude for this week, all the good folks helping us along this very new and different path; support from dear friends and family; my faith, which keeps me tethered even when I feel adrift; Tule Publishing and their support for my writing; and lilacs–my lilacs are blooming and they are lovely and sweet.

Until next week, mes amies, remember to hold your face to the sun, be grateful for all things, and love well.

~Nan~

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I’ve Got a Title

April26

Okay, okay, I know it’s Thursday again…how about we all agree that the Wednesday check-in is a very fluid concept. It’s been a crazy week and the next few are probably going to be just as crazy. There is just a little less than a month before we close on this house and begin camping out in Son’s basement until we find a new house. I’m basically just taking each day as it comes, but man, oh, man, each day is busier than the next. Our mover stopped by with a load of art boxes yesterday, bless him. When he asked how much art we had to pack, I really didn’t think there was all that much. Turns out, we have a lot of art and pictures hanging on our wall. Who knew?

We’re taking a very short break this weekend to go up to the lake. I haven’t been up yet since Husband opened the cottage and I need the water and my lake buddies and to be away ever so briefly.

Yikes…I’m already off-track, which seems to be my modus operandi lately. Title! After some back and forth with my fabulous publisher, Tule Publishing, the second book in the Four Irish Brothers Winery series finally has a title. <drumroll>> Sean and Megan’s story is titled Between Friends. I like it! It says what the story is about–friends to lovers. One of my very favorite romance tropes. I just got copy edits back and I’m reviewing them now, although I have to say, rather proudly, that the copy editor didn’t do much to this manuscript. She’s terrific and found stuff I missed in my 3,279 passes (I’m exaggerating for effect, it was really only about 3,264), so I really appreciate her hard work and sharp eye.

Between Friends coming Summer 2019

Gratitude for this week: As always, Husband, Son, DIL, Sister, and Grandboy; pal Lizzie, who keeps me centered when I think I may fall off the edge; spring in all her green glory–everything is sprouting and next week, I’ll have lilacs; SIL, Terri, is retiring today after a long career at a local university–so proud of her accomplishments and very happy for her as she begins a new chapter; and I’m always grateful to the team at Tule Publishing for all their support.

One of my fellow Tule authors, Melissa McClone, has a new indie book out today, The Reluctant Princess, book one in the new Her Royal Duty series. Check it out–it’s a fun read, and isn’t that a gorgeous cover?

Until next week, mes amies, remember to hold your face to the sun, be grateful for all things, and love well.

~Nan~

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Wednesday Check-in

March27

This will be a quick check-in because today my list is longer than usual. We’re finishing up the house in preparation for our realtor to take photos, so cleaning, then cleaning, than after than some cleaning. We’re both a little bit in overwhelm, but the house is looking good.

I’m writing, but it’s going slow because the rest of my life is getting in the way. I’m hoping I can get a lot of words in this weekend. I guess we’ll see. Also working on editing gigs, so my plate overflows. How about a little Grandboy to make your life just a little brighter? Always works for me!

Gratitude for today: Husband, who is a rock. Son and DIL, who are graciously helping us get through this time of transition. Couldn’t do it without them. CBD oil, which keeps me moving. Beautiful clear blue skies and sunshine–I’ve missed those two things more than usual this winter, so I’m glad to see them coming back. In that same vein, the pansies I planted in pots on the front stoop are also lovely. I’m grateful for spring!

Until next week, mes amies, remember to hold your face to the sun, be grateful for all things, and love well.

~Nan~

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Wednesday Check-in

March20
Mulching for Curb Appeal

It’s been a long week. We’ve spent nearly every day working on some aspect of getting the house ready to put on the market. Our dear brother-in-law came by to help us put down new mulch in all the gardens–fun because the dang mulch was frozen! Made for interesting raking, I’ll tell you. Husband is busy scrubbing the outside of the house and I’m inside packing up the last of the stuff that needs to disappear before we clean and stage. Painters come in next week to freshen up the bathroom and then the realtor will be here to move stuff around and make the place as appealing as possible. Then, the sign goes up and we see what happens. I’m hoping all of you will send lots of positive energy our way that the house will sell quickly and well. We still don’t know where we’ll end up, but that’s okay. Son and DIL have invited us to stay with them while we look for another house, so all will be well.

Over the weekend, we attended the celebration of life for our buddy Rich and it was a sad/joyful experience. Good to see how many others loved him as we did. Also, it was nice to get away for just a couple of days. I didn’t work or think about the move or make any lists. Instead we simply enjoyed one another’s company. On our way back home, we stopped by the lake house and checked on things. That was nice, too. The ice is off the lake and the Great Lakes gulls were taking a rest on the big floats down by the dam before continuing north.We’re more than ready for summer!

I’m working on Aidan’s book–after a couple of false starts, I finally believe I’m beginning his story where it needs to start–right in River’s Edge. My almost-pathological need to dump background into the opening chapters of a book slows me down every single time. Generally, I let the info-dumps go until I get a rough draft done, but this time, Aidan wasn’t moving, so I simply started again. That face is still Aidan in my head, so as long as he stays put, I’ll be good. Holly is a little bit harder and for some reason (we could probably check with Freud on this one), Holly’s mom, Melinda, is reminding me spookily of my own mother. However, that sorta makes her easy to write, so I’m going with it as long it’s working.

Today’s gratitude: Husband, who turned 70 on Saturday and just gets better; our buddy, Rich, whom we will miss every day, but we know he’s always with us; sunny days so we can get the house ready to go; Son and DIL and BIL, who’ve helped us with all this work; Liz, who keeps me sane or willingly goes along with the crazy–either way, I love you like a sister, my friend!

Until next week, mes amies, remember to hold your face to the sun, be grateful for all things, and love well.

~Nan~

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I Can Do This

March6
living room

I’m writing this on Fat Tuesday–we’ve been running moving-type errands today, getting ready for the movers to come tomorrow to pick up what Fred, our mover, (he rocks!) calls “the declutter load.” We’ve emptied closets, packed box after box, bin after bin, taken down photographs, and packed away tchotchkes and beloved knickknacks in an attempt to depersonalize our home in preparation for staging it and putting it up for sale.

It’s been…freeing in many ways but also bittersweet, and I’ve discovered that there is no way to neutralize this house. It’s been too lived in, too loved in. Our rooms are cozy and warm and inviting, so I’m counting on that vibe to sell this place. The yard is huge and the trees provide shade for us and sanctuary for the critters who’ve made their homes in our woods–deer, groundhogs, raccoons, foxes, and birds.

We heard our owl the other night, and we wondered together whether we’d hear owls in our new home, wherever that may be. We’re hoping for some good-sized trees in a much smaller yard along with a smaller house all on one level. I’ll miss my little garret at the back of the upstairs, but a new sunny office will be lovely, too.
Husband will miss mowing on his lawn tractor, but a smaller yard means less upkeep, less work. and maybe a chance for a couple of tomato and pepper plants. We couldn’t keep a garden here because the critters think we planted it for their feasting pleasure. Over the years, we tried everything to discourage them, including an electric fence, but when a squirrel bit the wire and electrocuted himself a few years back, we gave it up and decided to buy our fresh veggies at the farmer’s market or get them from dear brother-in-law, who has a bodacious garden in his backyard.

New Shutters!

So, we’re getting there and some of the huge tasks that seemed insurmountable just two months ago are done–new shutters are hung, the old boat is on its way to boat heaven, the brush out front is cut, and the purging is nearly complete. We don’t know yet where we’ll end up, but there’s more pleasure now in the idea of moving and that’s a good thing.

As always, mes amies, remember to hold your face to the sun, be grateful for all things, and love well.

~Nan~

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Happy New Year!

January1

I’m writing this post on December 30 because I won’t be near my computer on January 1, 2019. I’ll be celebrating the new year with dear friends and hopefully, being pretty much electronics-free. But I didn’t want to miss a chance to start the new year with my best wishes to all my followers and readers for a joyful and peaceful and successful 2019.

It’s been a rough few years for all of us, especially 2018, with the chaos in the country and life feeling so out of our control. My prayer for the country, for my loved ones, and for me is that we chill out. Stop and breathe. Take time to be grateful to be living in a time when every day is a miracle. Slow down. Live each moment because they’re never coming again.

2019 will bring big changes for me and mine and it may for you as well. I plan to enjoy all the new challenges that are coming up, cherish my family and friends and try to see the changes as adventures to be relished, not mountains to be overcome.

I’ll be writing at least two more books in 2019, continuing the Four Irish Brothers Winery series for Tule Publishing, continuing to blog here and Word Wranglers and wherever else I’m welcome, and I’ll be editing to earn my keep.

So all that said, I’m starting 2019 with a gratitude list because I believe firmly that being grateful is the key to happiness. As the new year begins, I’m thankful for my family–my kids, dear Husband, my sister, my brother, and all the others who are in my extended family. I’m grateful for my friends–my besties who keep me sane and writing and on track and who listen graciously and always have my back. I’m glad for the technology that allows me to work and earn money. I’m thankful for Tule Publishing, who took a chance on me and continues to believe in my writing. I’m thankful for my home and for the new home that’s coming up for us in the new year.

Happy New Year to one and all and as always, mes amies, remember to hold your face to the sun, be grateful for all things, and love well.

~Nan

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Merry Christmas

December24

It’s a particularly blessed holiday for this writer/editor. So many wonderful things are happening right now, not the least of which is the incredibly warm reception my newest novel, A SMALL TOWN CHRISTMAS, has received. I’m so grateful to all my faithful readers and excited to welcome all the new readers who’ve come on board with this new series. 2019 will bring two more Four Irish Brothers Winery stories, so stay tuned.

Wishing you all a very Merry Christmas and the happiest of New Years.
And as always, mes amies, remember to hold your face to the sun, be grateful for all things, and love well.

~Nan~

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How Do You Text?

August14

This article from the Wall Street Journal made me smile because Samantha Hayes, the heroine in my new book coming October 29 from Tule Publishing has a “thing” about texting and how people do it. In A SMALL TOWN CHRISTMAS, the fact that Conor Flaherty, the hero, just uses texting for the utility of easy communication–no emojis, correct spelling and punctuation–is simply one more reason for her to fall in love with him!

My writing BFF, Liz Flaherty and I tease each other a lot about our excessive use of exclamation marks when we “chat” on Google each morning–we both do it. But I think we’re only trying to get a point across and show one another how we feel about any given topic. Oh, BTW, Liz’s new book, NICE TO COME HOME TO is available on Amazon and other book retailers.

Enjoy this article from the Wall Street Journal and then leave me a comment about how you feel about punctuation in texting and emails. Me? I’m kind with Sam on the topic, but I’m guilty of overuse of emojis and exclamation marks when I text . . . however, I do try very hard to spell everything correctly and OMG! I don’t use abbreviations like OMG and LOL and CUL8TR, especially not that last one! Ugh! LOL!

Let’s discuss. In the meantime, mes amies, remember, hold your face to the sun, be grateful for all things, and love well.

Nan

Monday, Monday

August6

Remember when Mondays meant starting a new work or school week? When the weekend was over and reality hit? I have a confession–since Husband’s been retired, I never know what day it is. Seriously, I don’t. Most of the time I couldn’t tell you whether it was Sunday or Thursday.

It’s worse at the lake because every day at the lake feels like Saturday. Weird phenomenon, but it’s true. The only way I can keep track of anything happening during the summer is to consult my trusty Google calendar. It may get easier beginning this week because Grandboy starts school on August 8, which I happen to know is Wednesday, but I only know this because DIL and I had a conversation about how odd it was to start school on a Wednesday.

Grandboy in school means that the kids will only be at the lake on weekends from now until time to close up the cottages, unless he has an off Friday or Monday. Then I’ll be confused again.

So here’s the thing. Husband loves the freedom of not caring what day of the week it is. Heck, he loves not even knowing what time it is! He took his watch off the day he retired and he hasn’t worn it since. I work at home–on a deadline, but it’s a nebulous this book is due back to the publisher on a date two or three weeks out kind of deadline. So, although I have to know my deadline date, I don’t need to know specifically what day today is.

I need to get more attuned to what day of the week it is however, because I’m going to start promotion for my new Four Irish Brothers Winery series from Tule Publishing soon. I’ll be blog touring and posting hither and yon about Conor and Sam’s book, A Small Town Christmas, which releases October 29. That happens to be a Monday–I looked it up.

So talk to me, do you always know what day it is? Do you care what day it is? Retirement means not having to care, but there’s also a certain amount of security in knowing that today is Monday.

Until next time, mes amies, remember, hold your face to the sun, be grateful for all things, and love well.

Nan

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