In preparation for the Christmas rush of visitors to our humble home, I spent hours and hours in the kitchen; devising menus, finding recipes, doing advance prep when possible. More hours were spent cleaning said humble home. And… Read More
“Dearly beloved…” The radiant bride and nervous groom stand before the altar. The minister intones the marriage service. A congregation of family and friends witness the solemn, lifelong vows. “If anyone shall have any reason why this man… Read More
Three dear friends are coming to stay next weekend. They’re bringing along their writerly muses for an extended brainstorming session. It’s going to be so much fun. Naturally, good food is also on the agenda. I have a… Read More
Sally and Tom are having a knock-down-drag-out battle of the sexes. Their repartee is blistering the air around them. Sexual tension seethes like a volcano, spewing steam and lava. Can you hear it? Oh yeah, the dialog’s easy… Read More
Rejection sucks more than the vacuum department of a Sears store! ~Bonnie Staring As happens more often than not in the publishing industry, I received a rejection for a manuscript. I huffed and puffed and blew around the… Read More
Let’s take the scene from the gal’s point of view. Action! She gave him a nice long hot going over, ending with his fine dark eyes. He glanced away, then back. Who me? Yes, you. I’m coming to… Read More
It’s November 1951. Tove, a young Danish farm girl is hanging laundry in a snapping summer breeze. The sound of horse harness and wagon wheels carries across the field from the road. The handsome young man driving the… Read More
My summer home is a cottage on the east coast of Georgian Bay. Weather permitting, I swim laps across our small bay for an hour. Before I hit the water, I don my wetsuit. That’s right, a wetsuit. Why… Read More
I’m gone. So sorry, but I’m not really here. I’m off in a land of make-believe; a land that may have very little to do with reality as we know it. My nose is leaving sticky prints on the… Read More
In my previous post, I chatted about my madness as a writer. I may, perhaps, have another writer’s flaw. My non-writing friends consider it far worse than voices that wake me in the night. After all, my characters… Read More
The first time it happened was in the middle of the night. I woke from peaceful slumber, a deep masculine voice ringing in my ear. “You can’t make me do that! I’m no wuss!” Who was the dark-eyed,… Read More
Look at me! I have a blog with an embedded website. Or is the other way around. I have a website! And now for my Oscar moment… Many thanks to: Cynthia D’Alba and Gwen Hernandez taught an awesome WordPress.com workshop on the PRO-Class loop of Romance… Read More