Sometimes you have to wander around until you find where you really belong. And sometimes it’s right where you started.
I want to try with someone who loves me enough to try with me. I want to grow old looking at the same face every morning. I want to grow old looking at the same face every night at the dinner table. I want to be one of those old couples you see still holding hands and laughing after fifty years of marriage. That’s what I want. I want to be someone’s forever.
Sometimes a person needs to hear you forgive them so they can start to forgive themselves.
I wanted people to watch. I wanted people to see us together. I wanted people to see us kissing today. I want everyone to know that you’re mine.
I didn’t choose to write a military man as much as Vince Haven chose me.
Rescue Me’ is the first book in a three-book series. Although, like all my series, the books are purposely written so that readers do not have to read them in order.
The expectation was that ‘True Confessions’ would be my first published book, but that didn’t happen. After it was rejected by every publisher in New York and Canada, I shoved it in a closet and went on to write and publish my next three books.
Anyone can get a degree or a certificate in something. Big deal. A piece of paper from a university somewhere doesn’t define a person. It won’t tell you who I am.
When you lock everything down tight so that the pain can’t get out, you also keep good stuff from getting in.
The first book I sat down to write was an historical romance. It was really bad and thankfully no one ever saw it.
I write romance because I love to read romance.
I finished ‘The Hunger Games’ trilogy, and I love most anything with zombies.
Each time I reach a goal or read a great review, I am beyond pleased.
What is the politically correct term for ‘retarded’?””I think the words you’re fishing for are ‘mentally disabled.’ And no. I’m not mentally disabled.
The two things I enjoy the most about writing are the first page of a book and the last. What’s in between is very hard work.
The only problem with one-man woman was that he was not a one-woman man.
I’ve tried and I can’t. The thought of it twists me in a knot.