Revision, Editing and Plotting.

Yes, I’m in the middle of all three of those. Revisions of the last half of my next release, Jade’s Peace (scheduled for release January 20th, 2014,) edits on the first half of the same, and plotting Kitsune #4 (yet to be titled).

All of that among the usual craziness that is my life… Softball and baseball practices and games that keep me out of the house at least four nights a week, if not six or seven, kids too and from school, homework, projects, Hubster’s ever-changing schedule. Some days I just want to go back to bed and sleep for the rest of the day. Once in a while I get a little extra sleep, but not often enough to suit me. Instead I just keep going, what other choice do I have?


Day after tomorrow will mark four weeks since I got that heart-rending call. Nearly a month since I found out that my sister-in-law had left this world and it was up to me to notify my husband (her brother) and her father. In a lot of ways, I’ve been numb since then.

Strong emotion has always been difficult for me to express and this has been no exception. It didn’t help that my grandfather passed away in March and since I don’t live close to him, it’s been easier for me to pretend (at least in my heart) that it didn’t happen.

I’ll admit, when my grandmother passed away it took me more than six months to deal with it, and I was used to seeing her every day. Granted, I was thirteen at the time, but that’s kind of typical for me. I’ve dealt with my share of loss. This he was my fourth grandparent to go and I lost a step-sister when I was 18, but I don’t handle it like most people. I probably cry less than most men. In sixteen years of marriage my husband can probably count on one hand the number of times he’s seen me cry. I’m not kidding. I just don’t do it, or I don’t let anyone see it when it happens. I’m much more likely to vent my emotions by yelling, screaming or hitting something (not someone, something). It’s just me. I know it’s odd. I know it’s not normal, but it’s me.

What do I mean my heart-blind? I mean I’ve been in this locked down place where I couldn’t feel much emotion, good or bad. This made writing a romance very difficult, especially the one that I’m working on.

Without giving too much away, I can say it’s not an easy story. When I started it, I had in mind a quick, fun read, but Steve and Jade have slowly revealed to me that their stories aren’t either quick or fun. Now that I’m starting to feel emotions again rather than just surviving, they’ve started talking to me again. The story is already longer than I had intended for it to be, and I don’t see the end any time soon. They are telling me bits of what will happen in the immediate future and bits that will happen a little further off… I know how it will end, but the bits in between are what’s the most fun to find out. This current story is called Jade’s Peace (it’s a sequel to Escape) and you can find the first chapter at the end of Robin’s Nest. Eventually it will make it to the website, but that won’t be until I have a release date.


And for those of you asking me if there’s another book in the Kitsune series. Yyes, there is at least one more book in Nickie’s story. I’m not yet sure if there’s more than that, but there is at least one more book.

My first newspaper article!


Yep, that’s me!  The paper is the Eastern Arizona Courier, it’s the local paper where my Kitsune books are set. You can read the article here.

New Covers…. I’ve yet to put them on the book pages, but here they are.

Book pages everywhere should be updated soon, that means anywhere from 12 hrs to a couple of weeks, depending on each server.


The Next Big Thing

1. What is the working title of your next book?


2. Where did the idea come from for the book?

It’s the third in a series that I got the idea for from a dream.

3. What genre does your book fall under?

Paranormal Romance/Action

4. What actors would you choose to play the part of your characters in a movie rendition?

Oh, that’s tough, I didn’t write it with anyone in mind, so I’ve found some that are kind of close. Nickie = Kiera Knightly, but she needs auburn hair  , Devon =  Josh Duhamel but he’d have to grow his hair out, Brandon = Matt Bomer.

5. What is the one-sentence synopsis of your book?

Oh, that’s hard.  “Nickie tries to get on with her life, while Devon does his best to protect her from the old friend who thinks she should be his.”

6. Will your book be self-published or represented by an agency?

Self published

7. How long did it take you to write the first draft of the manuscript?

Actual writing time, about two months, though I had to set it aside and work on a few things in the middle so start to finish it took 5 months.

8. What other books would you compare this story to within your genre?

The whole series is similar to Rachel Vincent’s Shifters series.

9. Who or what inspired you to write this book?

This particular one? I still had more story to tell after the last one. There is still more to this tale and will be a fourth book as well, though I haven’t done anything more than take notes for it, yet.

10. What else about the book might pique the reader’s interest?

Let’s see, it takes place in Rural Arizona, that might not be a big draw for some, but it will be for others. Also, it’s shape-shifters, similar to werewolves, without being vicious or tied to the moon.


This has been fun, for more Next Big Thing, check out Meaka Kayl  and  Melissa Collins  they will post their Next Big Thing on May 9th.

Updates from the growing fires of the third circle of hell.

It’s getting to be that time of year here, when the weather’s hot and dry and stepping outside feels like you’re climbing into a convection oven. The heat shocks the breath out of you and the wind sucks all the moisture out of your skin. This means I spend a great deal of time inside hiding from said heat when I can, having three kids playing baseball this spring means I have practices and games I have to ferry them to and attend, despite the heat.

Since I’ve had the time, I got a lot of work done on HUNT and it is now available. I’ve also got another story ready to go, it will be released near the end of the summer, I’ll share more about it soon, and I’ve started working on a sequel to ESCAPE. If what I have in mind works out, it will be another series, this one a little different, as each story will center around a different couple. That should be done about the end of this year, or very early next year, depending on how it goes. I’ll let you know more when I can.


It’s a little earlier than planned (by a whole month!) but HUNT is available now!

Get it now in paperback, as well as on Kindle, and Nook, other platforms will be available soon.

Hunt Teaser

Hunt Front Cover

After spending the summer working ten-hour shifts, four days a week, I was used to waking early. Now that school had started, I didn’t have to be to work until eight o’clock. Plus, since Devon had to be up early in order to be at my folks place by five to start the day on the farm, I had more reasons to get up than to stay in bed. He had wanted me to sleep in, but I couldn’t let my new fiancé leave for work without saying goodbye. That particular Monday morning I sent Devon off to work and I was catching up on local happenings after having been out of town for almost two weeks.

The picture on the news bulletin was a surprise. Without reading a word, the face staring back at me caught my attention. I knew her, or I once had. Annette Bigler, Annie to her friends, had been in my class all the way through school. We hadn’t been best friends, but we’d been friendly. Since then, I’d seen her around town, enough to say hi now and then but I hadn’t spent any time with her since the summer we’d graduated, almost ten years earlier. She’d gone away to school, and though she’d returned, we’d never really rekindled our relationship. I scanned the headlines, trying to figure out why her picture was there.


The headline shocked me. Today would to be my first day back to work after more than a week and I knew nothing about a body having been found on campus. Since I was the Dean of Student’s secretary, I should probably know something. I read further and found that she’d been discovered beaten and stabbed. She hadn’t been killed there, but her body had been dumped after she was already dead. The police had few leads.

Glancing at the clock, I picked up my Personal Communication Device, also known as a PCD, and dialed my brother. I hoped that as a police officer, he would be able to tell me more. I also knew anything he did tell me would be accurate, not rumors or twisted to be more sensational like often happened with the news.

“Hey, Sis. It’s awful early isn’t it?” Raine answered, his voice sounded tired.

“Sorry,” I hoped I hadn’t woken him. “I just found out about Annie. Can you tell me anything other than what was in the news?”

“Not much,” I heard him take a deep breath and let it out slowly. “I know you knew her.” His voice was full of sympathy.

“We were friends in high school but we hadn’t seen much of each other since.”

“A student found her body on Central Campus yesterday afternoon. That area’s pretty deserted on the weekend. You know what it’s like. We don’t know exactly how long she was there before she was discovered, but not more than a few hours. We figure who ever dumped her, wanted her to be found, but probably not until this morning.”

I knew what he meant, the campus was long and narrow, a block wide but three long, each block was identified by location, there was North, Central and South campus.

“Any ideas who could have done it?” I wanted to know as much as he could tell me.

Noise rustled over the line and I assumed he was shaking his head.

“No. She was severely beaten and stabbed several times, but we haven’t found the primary scene and we don’t have any leads yet.” He sounded unhappy about it and I didn’t blame him.

Violent crimes weren’t common in the area. I mean, yeah, there were domestic disputes, and the occasional bar fight, but something like murder? The last murder I remembered in the valley was more than five years earlier. This was going to shake the entire community.

“I know there are things the department holds back, keeps from the public, things that will help you find and identify whoever is responsible, but is there anything else you can tell me?”

“Not that-” He stopped mid-sentence and changed what he was saying. “Wait. You know she’s one of you, right?”

“One of me?” I was confused.

“You know, like you and Devon.”

“Oh.” I suddenly realized what he was trying to say, without actually saying, that is. Annie was Kitsune. She was a shape-shifter like I am. “No, I didn’t know. There are still so many that I haven’t yet met.”

“I don’t know if it’s going to be a factor, but I have to keep it in mind, even if I can’t tell the rest of the force.” His voice was full of reluctance and doubt. I knew that having to hide something about the victim from the rest of the investigators was hard for him, but I didn’t see how it could be helped, at least not now.

“I understand.” My mind was already churning with possibilities. “I’ll keep my ears open and let you know if I hear anything that might help.”

“I’d appreciate it.”

“You sound tired.” I changed the subject.

“I am. I ended up pulling a double, investigating this. I just got home and I’m on my way to bed.”

“I’m sorry. I’ll let you get some sleep.” I felt bad for keeping him up. He had to be exhausted.

“No, I know she was your friend and you’ll hear a different side of her life than I will. You might be able to help me out here,” he sighed, “but not now, I’m exhausted. I need some sleep before I can process anymore.”

“Get some rest, I’ll talk to you later.” We hung up and I typed a quick message to Devon, telling him that there had been a body found on campus the day before and I might be late getting home. He’d told me he would be on a tractor most of the day and I knew he likely wouldn’t hear his PCD ring if I called, but this way the message would be waiting the next time he checked them.

Even though it was still a little early, I finished getting ready and went to my job. I knew there would be a pile of paperwork to catch up on, and because of the murder, even more.


Arriving at the office, I discovered the Dean, Mr. Willowby, was already in his office, engrossed in paperwork. I let him know I was there then got started on the stack that had built up on my desk while I was gone. I spent the day trying to get caught up with everything that had happened over the last two weeks, but it was difficult to concentrate with the constant calls from the media, as well as local people, wanting to know details about the body found on campus. When the first call came in, I checked with Mr. Willowby for the official response, and afterward told the callers the same thing.

“I’m sorry, Eastern Arizona College cannot comment on ongoing police investigations. Please contact the Safford-Thatcher Police Department for more information.”

A few reporters were persistent and tried to get me to say more, but I repeated myself until they gave up.

I’m not sure I’d ever been happier to see five o’clock arrive so that I could leave. I hadn’t made much progress on getting caught up and the constant ring of incoming calls had me down to my last nerve.


For more HUNT, check your favorite ebook retailer starting May 17! For paperback, check Amazon or with the Author.

Cover Reveal! HUNT The third book of the Kitsune.

The release date for Hunt is May 17th, so we still have a little bit of a wait before you can read it… but who wants to see the cover? Wait no more, because here it is:

 Hunt Front Cover

But you don’t have to wait until May 17th to find out what HUNT’s about… I’ll post a teaser chapter on April 1st so mark your calendars!

Camp Nano Days 16 and 17

Some days are easier than others. Last night I barely made the month to date goal and I was falling asleep at the keyboard. In an effort to avoid a Twilight, I gave in and went to bed.

Today things have gone better. I’ve gotten the daily goal, and my personal goal, and I’m still going strong. I’ll probably work as long as things continue to flow. If I can figure out where things are going from here I should be able to write for several days. Fingers Crossed.