Tuesday, January 02, 2018


I greeted someone today with a cheery new year wish and was swiftly dismayed when they turned around and asked me what was there to be happy about. It was an eye blink moment as I realized my joys may not necessarily be their joys. The first call of the New Year came from a family member who wanted to complain about the same damn things she’s been complaining about for the last five years. It was the same story, different day, and she was the only common denominator. She was allowed her moment because that’s how it has always been. When she finally hung up, I blocked her number. Not this year, Satan. Not this year.
Last year was rough. It took its toll and when I found myself on the verge of a nervous breakdown I realized I had to change for things to be different in my life. So, I once again washed my hands and my heart of everything that was toxic. I severed friendships, distanced myself from family, and focused solely on all things that brought me joy. If it caused me any ounce of angst I let it go. I refused to be inundated with other people’s problems and issues when I had my own to deal with. I focused on me and I became unapologetic about what I needed and wanted. I chose the path I needed to follow to get myself wherever it was I needed to be.
For me, embracing the New Year is all about continuing this life journey and being the best me I can possibly be. It will be about writing what I want to write and telling the stories I need to tell. I no longer have a desperate need to be validated by others. I know my worth and I will not allow it to be diminished by someone else’s lies. I’m happy with me and I really don’t give a damn if anyone else is.

I didn’t pledge to do anything specific this year. There was no long list of resolutions. I refuse to put that kind of pressure on myself. I know stress can kill and I have way too much living to do. But I did discover this wonderful list of life lessons a few weeks back that was circling the internet. Of the many declarations, there were a few that stood out and caught my attention. I have found myself referring to it often as I contemplate the New Year and I thought I would share them here.
And to answer that man’s question, what is there to be happy about? I say, EVERYTHING!


·         When in doubt, just take the next small step.
·         Life is too short not to enjoy it.
·         Cry with someone. It’s more healing than crying alone.
·         It’s OK to get angry with God. He can take it.           
·         Make peace with your past so it won’t screw up the present
·         Don’t compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is all about.
·         If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn’t be in it.
·         Everything can change in the blink of an eye. But don’t worry; God never blinks.
·         Take a deep breath. It calms the mind.
·         Get rid of anything that isn’t useful.  Clutter weighs you down in many ways.
·         It’s never too late to be happy.  But it’s all up to you and no one else.
·         When it comes to going after what you love in life, don’t take no for an answer.
·         No one is in charge of your happiness but you.
·         Always choose Life.
·         Time heals almost everything. Give Time, time.
·         Don’t take yourself so seriously. No one else does.
·         Believe in miracles.
·         God loves you because of who God is, not because of anything you did or didn’t do.
·         Don’t audit life. Show up and make the most of it now.
·         Growing old beats the alternative — dying young.
·         All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.
·         Get outside every day. Miracles are waiting everywhere.
·         Envy is a waste of time. Accept what you already have, not what you think you need
·         No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.
·         Life isn’t tied with a bow, but it’s still a gift.
·         The best is yet to come…

Sunday, December 24, 2017


Dear Santa,
Can’t tell you how excited I am to catch up with you again! It’s been that kind of year for most of us, so I can only imagine the hoops you’ve had to jump through to get to this night. I’m surprised the Republicans didn’t try to shut you down, too!
Norad has you headed to La Paz, Bolivia right now with some 4.9 billion presents already delivered. I am still in awe of how you do that! I know I can’t move the way I use to and you continue to put the rest of us to shame! If you can bottle whatever it is you’re taking, I’ll have some of that, too!
I’m sure you’ve been fielding some really long wish lists this year. 2017 has put us through some changes and most of them haven’t been of the kind and friendly variety. I’m sure you know the Grand Wizard took over the White House and it’s been a daily downhill slalom ever since. Policy changes, threats of war, and the constant twittering from the presidential twit has wrecked everyone’s last good nerve. Despite it all though I’m headed into 2018 with a fair degree of hope because I know evil will never prevail as long as we have good guys like you still fighting for what’s decent and right. Right?
Santa, right?
Oh, so you have jokes! That's not funny. Don’t hesitate like that! You make me nervous when you hesitate! Just nod or something, okay? Anyway, a girl can wish and evil NOT prevailing is front and center on my wish list this year.
Guess what? No pony for me this year but the request made it to my pretty princess’ wish list. Since you and I have history with that damn horse I figured I’d step in and help you out. I can’t have my baby girl wondering some fifty years from now what happened to her black stallion that never made it under her Christmas tree. Now that I’ve got them Stallions on lock, don’t you worry about a thing. I’ve got it covered so you can handle whatever else needs to be taken care of.
I’m looking for a lot under the tree this year Santa. An increase in my readership, a major book deal, an even bigger movie deal, maybe a trip to Bermuda and definitely that European excursion would make me a very happy woman. And if you can’t slip it under my tree, maybe you can bless a few of the incredible author women who have been on this literary journey with me. This year was not kind to us. Publishers continue to act like fools, own voices continue to be disregarded and them damn royalty checks have gotten even smaller. In fact, if possible Santa, wrap up whatever we all need and help us make 2018 an amazing year for all our book business. Just share some of that Christmas Eve stardust you’re snorting with the rest of us, so we can make magic happen too!
I know you need to get back to work ,Santa, so I’m going to let you go. I have a horse or two to wrap myself! I’m sending you a huge hug and kiss from my family to yours. Nuzzle an elf or two for me and continue to let all the little children know how much they are loved.
To you, and everyone else, Merry Christmas, and until we do this again, have a very safe, blessed, and prosperous New Year!

Wednesday, December 13, 2017


Second-chance romance

Orthopedic surgeon Nathaniel Stallion is ready to put down his scalpel to pursue his real dream—opening a restaurant in Carmel, California. He’s even hired a top-notch marketing guru to ensure his success. But Rebecca “Bec” Marks isn’t the unassuming buddy he remembers from college. This Bec is confident and wreaking all kinds of havoc on his libido. Now his best friend’s sexy curves have him thinking less about a publicity strategy and more about carnal seduction…

Bec has had eyes for Nathaniel from day one. And regardless of Nathaniel’s naivety to her not-so-innocent schoolgirl crush, her ardor for the tempting newly crowned restaurateur remains intact. This time around she’s determined to win his heart for good. But when a rival beauty and Bec’s meddling ex-fiancĂ© threaten her romantic plans, she’ll pull out all the stops to convince this Stallion that his soul mate has been right in front of him all along.


She had tried speed dating, church singles groups, blind dates and online dating. Blind dates had been the absolute worst. Shed lost count of the number of men who had turned around at the door, not even bothering to introduce themselves, turned off that she wasnt a size-two supermodel. Most didnt care to voice what their issues were. Only one had been bold enough to actually call her obese out loud, spitting it out like he was telling her something she didnt know.

Despite the body shaming and sometimes hurtful comments, Rebecca hadnt been fazed. She was comfortable in her skin. She liked her curves. It didnt matter to her if anyone else had an issue. She was big girl magic embodied in a spirited personality and a compassionate heart. She was a great catch. She had money in the bank, owned her own home, ran her own business, and despite the fact she wasnt the greatest cook, she was damn good in bed. Nathaniel had hit the relationship jackpot and the fact that he knew it was icing on some very sweet cake.

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