December 19, 2014

#WIP #ReboundBaby3 In the third Rebound Baby book, Melinda Noonan has the worst sex of her life with Mark who informs her that the condom broke and offers to pay for PlanB.  Mel’s not the kind of girl to take PlanB, in fact she really wasn’t the kind of girl to have a one-night stand….

November 7, 2014

Ahh, November the month where thousands of writers, authors, and other people with pencil and paper strive to put a minimum of fifty thousand words down in hopes that someday it will be a book.  Yeah – so in between revising, editing, etc. I’m trying to write a book in November.  Instead of the usual…

October 30, 2014

Halloween brought out the worst in people, he mused as a woman in a black bikini and cat ears batted her eyelashes in his direction.  Disgusted, he put a twenty on the bar and headed toward the door.  His hand reached for the door at the same time as hers.  The only woman fully dressed…

October 23, 2014

Her cheeks were pink, her nose red and running.  She sniffled against the back of her glove and grinned stupidly. “Why are you so happy?” Bridgette grumbled. “It’s sweater weather!”  Becca danced in a circle and pulled at the frumpy shape that laid across her frame, it was a kaleidoscope of browns and greens and…

October 16, 2014

I love the sound of rain when I am inside. The way it beats against the skylights is hypnotic.  I love how the light changes, seeming to come from nowhere and everywhere.  When I’m inside… When I’m outside, it’s my enemy, turning my clothes into a claustrophobic restraint, my hair into, well, it’s not pretty.  And…

October 10, 2014

The sirens blared, but she didn’t need to hear them to know what was coming.  The sky was grey, then green, the trees reaching toward the house, their green leaves plucked from the branches.  The thunder was deafening, rattling the glasses in her cabinet and followed by sudden barrage of hail against the aluminum siding. …

October 3, 2014

November is National Novel Writing Month and I’m participating – again.  Since I started writing years ago I’ve used November to sit down and focus on writing at least two thousand words each day.  In the past I’ve written books that I self-published as Doyle MacBrayne, including Eve ver. 2.0, The Fourth Christmas, Jane Eyre…

October 3, 2014

Her hand was cool against his.  He held it gently in his palm and wrapping his other hand around her fingers, pressing them tightly against him. “Live.  Take my strength.”  Unheeded pleas welled forth from his lips, unburdening his heart’s desire to give his life for hers.