I like to make people laugh and then say, "hmmm." If I have done that then I have successfully changed the way you have seen the world.
*Merri buried herself under a pile of book launches. So her characters are filling in and taking over her blog and newsletter. This week’s entry is from Ashbrook, Montana’s matriarch, Aunt Tee. I don’t get into trouble often, but when I do it is a doozy. This time […]
Everyone at the party associated her with Keldon and his parents. When Luna got as far as a table away, someone pulled her back to “her herd” for a picture or to play a game. It was Keldon who pulled them away from the group. “I need to […]
She and Keldon stood there for a minute with the cups in their hands. Luna pulled her arm into the sleeve. The fabric folded, but she quickly saw it didn’t create an opening for the punch. She turned her head inside the costume to look for an opening. […]
When a great idea brings the unlikeliest of circumstances, Luna will learn there is a fine line between good and not-so-good outcomes, and she’s the one with the power to decide.
The video above is a blooper reel. I’m trying to figure out how to record, get the closed captions, and create an audio version of the stories for the podcast. This is where the whisper Emoji (that I could not find) comes into play… For now, the video […]
Nine months ago, I wrote “Happy Birthday Victor Sandberg” for a Sweet Romance Anthology. Because of the word limit, I was only able to share Mayra’s side of the story. Well, I have regained the rights to the story and am adding three to four chapters to include […]
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In recognition of Father’s Day, I’m sharing a scene with one of the devoted fathers in the Three Creeks Series.
There they stood in the slightly awkward situation. Thanks to her sister Layla, Charlotte was standing in front of the dreamiest man she had set eyes on. This man was coated in flour. Tegan looked familiar, but Charlotte couldn’t determine where she had seen him before. A slightly […]
But, Layla was an old soul. An old soul who spoke truisms about life at every chance available. She made it a habit of practicing this gift on Charlotte. This time, Layla proclaimed one of her truths about life to Charlotte outside the door to the high school cooking classroom.