Quote Of The Month

"There's a place in Hell reserved for women who don't help other women."
Madeleine Albright

Monday, January 9, 2012

the look of a new woman!

I recently had new head shots taken for the blog tours I'll be taking in the next few months. As I went to update my blogs, I discovered I haven't posted to this blog since last June.
Anyway--here it is. And here I am . . . 110 pounds less than 12 months ago.
The benefits:
I can walk up a flight of stairs and not heave for breath.
I can get on the floor and play with the 4 darlings. Of course it takes a fork lift to get me up [but not like before.]
I can cross my legs at the knees and bend over from the waist to tie/untie my sneakers.
I am not ashamed or embarrassed to look at myself [fully clothed] in the mirror.
I don't need to adjust the driver's seat to get in and out of the car anymore.
When I walk into my favorite store to shop for clothes, I no longer veer to the right to the fat lady side. Now I can go to the left and find a number of items that not only fit but are, occasionally, loose. What a gift. Why didn't I do this sooner?
I am off all prescription meds except for asthma inhalers.
The drawbacks:
I've lost almost all my hair and my fingernails are a mess. The solution is wigs and acrylic nails.
Thanksgiving was the first time I regretted having the surgery as I wasn't able to gorge myself in the usual fashion. Christmas was a piece of cake, but I dearly love turkey, dressing and gravy.
How about you?

Saturday, June 25, 2011

Looking For Love in All The Right Places

Do you recall the former TV smash hit, "Cheers"? Check out "Looking For Henrietta".

Author Christine Columbus created a Cheers-type atmosphere and a hero who isn't quite Cliff and not exactly Norm. He's certainly not Sam Malone nor Coach . . . but Henry has a charm all his own and you can't help rooting for him to the very last page.

Christine gave this series the shot it needed by writing in first person and puts us in Henry's heart as he searches for the perfect woman to take to his 25th high school reunion. Looking for love in all the wrong places, he finally finds perfection--and she's been right under his nose all along.

I liked this story from the first paragraph and I know you will, too.

Monday, June 20, 2011

For a hot time at the reunion read . . .

Did you ever attend a public event, hoping you looked your best, acted your best, then watch in horror as it turned into a nightmare?
Did you ever have the 'man of your dreams' behave, in public, like a total and complete rectal orifice?
Did you ever crave, need, yearn for revenge?

If you answered yes to any of the above questions, now is the time to pick up Karen Bostrum's "Red Leather Reunion".

Beginning with the cover art, which as always is fabulous, the story line is a been-there and done-that type of story, something all of us can relate to in some way, either personally or having watched our best friend experience.

And the dance scene is a honey.
Don't miss this one.

Monday, May 23, 2011

Maybe This Time

What editor can resist a story which includes a reality TV show titled "Get Lei'd"?
Not this one.
Maybe This Time is a three-peat for Jannine Gallant. Her clever word play always makes me chuckle.
I hope you all enjoy this one--and that it garners many excellent reviews.

Sunday, April 24, 2011

the latest reunion attendee is . . .

Multi-talented author Silver James has followed up her first Class of '85 story and based it in Doogan's Pub, a local hangout briefly featured in Fairy Tales Can Come True.
As much as I like and admire the hero and heroine, my heart is firmly attached to Big Mike Doogan, the hero's father. I liked him so much, I offered to channel my own father to capture some of his more spicy Gaelic curses. Though Silver politely declined my offer, I still like Mike very much.
In fact, in a few weeks time, he'll be visiting Mallory Kane's blog which features Class of '85 characters.
Stay tuned.

Friday, April 22, 2011

Anoither coup for one of the class of '85

The List has been awarded a 4.5 book rating by Long and Short Reviews, which placed it in the running for Best Book of the Week Award.
As the editor of this beauty, I am honored beyond belief.

Other classmates are receiving equally terrific reviews, especially Jannine Gallant.
This is a fabulous group of writers, loaded with talent and quick humor.
I am grateful to have them in my life.

Saturday, February 26, 2011

We have a new alum at the reunion

"Embraceable You" enjoyed a loud, joyous release party complete with paper streamers, noisemakers, and a tasteful quintet of kazoo players.
I recently underwent abdominal surgery; recovery would be smoother if I followed orders, but some of us, as they say in the rooms, have to go out and experiment a bit more. I hope I learned my lesson today and begin to pay better attention to detail.

But more to the point: Dru and Rory are here and looking good. Here's an excerpt:

Suddenly, Dru remembered the back-up phone tucked inside the double zippered pocket in her satchel, right beside the extra flash cards and rolls of antacids. Hot damn. All was not lost. With a grin, she hefted the bag over her shoulder and turned toward the bathroom. “I won't be long.”
Before she made the first step, he slid in front of the door, blocking her access. “Give it up.”
Down to her last strike, she pulled the affronted female card. Granted, she used it maybe once in a decade, but Fiona was probably tearing her hair by now. “I beg your pardon?”
Leaning forward, he brought them nose to nose. “Play much poker, Horvath? Your face just lit up like the Fourth of July, which tells me you've got something more stashed in the tote. Unless you let me search it, it stays with me.”
Clutching the canvas bag to her chest, she sneered, “The only thing in here is my outfit for tonight, McElroy. If you think I'm parading around naked in front of you, one of us is a couple fries short of a happy meal.”
His response came in the form of another gimme motion with those thick, blunt fingers. “I'll close my eyes if I encounter any lacy unmentionables.”
She knew the instant he found the back-up. The screw-you look morphed into a smirk. “It's not wise to mess with Homeland Security, sweetie. Those guys eat small animals for breakfast.”

I hope you enjoy.