Writer's moments

  • 8-Sentence Sunday

    Here we are again with Sophie and Ben in The Summer of Second Chances with, I confess, a little creative punctuation. Sophie’s suggestion that they try just having a summer fling has shocked poor old Ben down to his sandals. He’s figuring he’s going to have to be the cautious one here because clearly, Sophie had thrown all caution to the wind… He tries to lighten the sexually charged atmosphere with a weak joke about “friends with benefits,” but Sophie’s not having it…she’s all in… “I’d love to give it a try,” smiling, Sophie rose from the stool and slipped around the end of the bar. “No, don’t.” Holding up…

  • 8-Sentence Sunday…At Last!

    So sorry for being MIA for a month, but we’re back with Sophie and Ben and The Summer of Second Chances. When we left them, their magical first kiss had been interrupted and now they’re alone again. Ben is trying to be sensible, explaining that he’s just out of a nasty divorce and not ready for another relationship. Sophie shocks him down to his socks with her response: “So what’s wrong with simply having some fun together this summer? No expectations, no commitments. We’re both adults,” a little shrug of her shoulders and the tank top slipped down. His gut lurched. Yup, she definitely wasn’t wearing a bra. Just have…

  • 8-Sentence Sunday

    I was MIA last week. Life got in the way. We’re continuing in The Summer of Second Chances and Ben and Sophie’s first kiss. Where will it lead? His eyes were dark blue and questioning, and he looked exactly how she felt, a little bewildered and wary. But he didn’t move back or take his hands off her—they were both breathless. Sophie closed her eyes, tipping her head back for second, trying hard to get her brain back in gear. Then she met his eyes again; not a single word had passed between them yet. He watched her, his expression full of wonder and so much tenderness that she wanted…

  • 8-Sentence Sunday

    8-Sentence Sunday has come around again…time is flying by! We’re still in the scene with Sophie and Ben’s first kiss in The Summer of Second Chances, but this time, we’re in Sophie’s POV… For one brief moment, Sophie wondered if a kiss that had probably been building up for years might turn out to be anticlimactic. It wasn’t. The warm pressure of Ben’s mouth on hers kindled a response that set her pulse hammering. That tiny flicker of longing that had smoldered deep inside her since he’d stepped into the kitchen of the Sandpiper flared to an inferno. His hands moved lower to pull her harder against his warm, muscled…

  • 8-Sentence Sunday

    We’re back with a snippet from The Summer of Second Chances and I’m staying in the scene in Sophie’s kitchen for today. You didn’t really think I’d leave you hanging on their first kiss, did you? I’m mean, but I’m not that mean! Remember last week, Ben didn’t think kissing her was a good idea, but here they are after sharing a meal and wine. Sophie’s practically announced that she’s attracted to him, he’s very attracted to her, the kitchen is steamy… He’s dying to kiss her, but he’s still overthinking it… Don’t do it—turn around and go back to your own cottage. He stared into her green eyes. When…

  • 8-Sentence Sunday Redux

    And we’re back with another snippet from The Summer of Second Chances. Last week, Sophie put herself out there and simply asked Ben if he was at all attracted to her. You’ll recall that Ben’s response was less than enthusiastic, so I’m skipping over the part where Sophie backtracks and tells him to forget she asked. Unable to even look at him now, she begins cleaning up the dishes, while he stands in the kitchen feeling like a first-class heel.They’re caught up in a moment of excruciating embarrassment…so Ben goes to the sink to try to fix things, but… He closed his eyes for moment. He was drowning here. You can…

  • Process? Um…Okay…

    My writer pals, Ainsley Brooks and the Lit Diva are taking part in a Writing Process blog tour and they’ve invited me along. I agreed because this is kind of a sensitive topic for me, and I think it’s because I feel like I should have a process, but I’m not at all sure I do. I want to be able to tell you that I write x number of hours each day and set word count goals. I want to tell you that the writing always, always comes first, that I pop out of bed at 4:30 each morning and get my 1000 to 1500 words in before the…

  • 8-Sentence Sunday

    Sunday!! Our favorite day because it means we get to taste a snippet of so many great writers’ works in progress. Here’s more of mine–yes, I am a great writer! (Thank you, Lani Diane Rich!) We’ve got another eight sentences from The Summer of Second Chances, Book 3 in the Women of Willow Bay series. Last Sunday, Ben was shocked when his plain little editor turned into a sexy flirt, and their dinner together was a totally surprising experience. I’m skipping the rest of the supper scene because I think you need to have the full pleasure of reading it in the actual book. Suffice to say, Ben’s relaxed, deciding…

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  • 8-Sentence Sunday

    It’s Sunday! Time for another snippet from The Summer of Second Chances. Remember last week, poor Ben is confused and aroused by the sudden change in his plain little editor. She’s turned into  a siren and he’s completely baffled as he joins her for a light supper on the patio, but fascinated by this new side of Sophie. Continuing from where we left off last week, they’ve started eating and it’s clear, Sophie’s enjoying her food (still in Ben’s POV): Does she know she’s driving me insane, or is she totally unaware of what she’s doing? Her smile seemed genuine… and beautiful. Ben forked up a couple of peach slices—they…

  • Welcome, Liz Flaherty

    I love welcoming my author pals to the blog and today I have one my very favorite authors, Liz Flaherty, who is here promoting her new novel, which just happens to be free on Amazon right now. The Girls of Tonsil Lake is Liz Flaherty’s eighth book, and it is no less thrilling than the first one was. Retired from the post office, she spends non-writing time sewing, quilting, and doing whatever else feels good at the moment (like drinking wine on Nan’s boat). She and Duane live in the old farmhouse in Indiana they moved to in 1977. They’ve talked about moving, but really…30-some years’ worth of stuff? It’s…