Twenty years on and the horror is still fresh. The confusion, the shock and the disbelief. The numb days, the solemn weeks, then endless months of pain after soot and ash rained down from breathtaking blue skies. Twenty years on and we will never forget the true NYC heroes of the FDNY, NYPD, the… Continue reading New Yorker to the core: Love Notes to NYC #6 – Resilience, Reinvention & Remembrance
Category: the writing life
New Yorker to the core: love notes to New York City: #2: ode to the corner deli
When we were looking for an apartment downtown and our real estate agent and friend Chris showed us the place we eventually rented, one of his first points of comparison was nowhere in the official apartment description. He told us our place had excellent proximity to the corner deli. He's a New Yorker and he… Continue reading New Yorker to the core: love notes to New York City: #2: ode to the corner deli
New Yorker to the core: a love note to New York City: #1: outdoor art on the lower Hudson Riverwalk
I'm one of those I'll always love New York, New Yorkers, not blind to its flamboyant flaws but too deeply in love with the Big Beautiful Apple to care. Yes, I've been privileged to travel some, but when the pandemic ravaged my city, the treasures still standing here took tighter hold of my heart. Broadway,… Continue reading New Yorker to the core: a love note to New York City: #1: outdoor art on the lower Hudson Riverwalk
Will you be mine ? #CoverReveal & Looking for some Author Love
Happy Valentine's Day! I confess ~Valentine's Day is my favorite made up holiday. It's not because of the flowers or the chocolates or Michael Buble songs or a candlelight dinner with the promise of sweaty, sheet twisting, unforgettable...um, romance. Valentine's Day is about love in all its forms, the sweet kind, the hot kind, the… Continue reading Will you be mine ? #CoverReveal & Looking for some Author Love
In Praise of Billionaires, the fictional kind at least, or why I read romance
Since I began reading romance many years ago and certainly since I began writing romance, I've had a particular affection for the billionaire trope. When I wrote my debut romance it was a foregone conclusion. My hero is a broody, arrogant billionaire. Don't get me wrong. It's not that I don't love me a cop,… Continue reading In Praise of Billionaires, the fictional kind at least, or why I read romance
On #WritingRomance & Learning Curves
Happy Valentines's Day! On this day celebrating love it seems right for me to look back on a my first year as a romance author and sometime blogger. Almost a year ago, I started this blog in the run up to the release this past summer of my first romance, The Marriage Ultimatum. I've learned… Continue reading On #WritingRomance & Learning Curves
Can we talk about another election? Please? or how my romance won this week’s Cover War
For the first time in my life I am truly skeeved (Italo-American idiom, look it up) by our national election. This from a history buff, lawyer and cable news junkie. But here's the thing. Election 2016 is too crazy for words and I'm very sad to witness the hatred and ignorance out there. Observing this… Continue reading Can we talk about another election? Please? or how my romance won this week’s Cover War
Tough Mudder-hood
It's Mother's Day for another couple of hours. After last week's rant, where I uncoolly raged against those who would make light of a new mother's need to make choices in the workplace, a few observations: Nothing, no thing can ever prepare a mother to be a mother.There is nothing you can read, although yes,… Continue reading Tough Mudder-hood
“Meternity”? A woman wrote this? And someone published it?
Really? Fiction that's allegedly entertaining about a bogus maternity leave taken without a newborn? If only... I mean, really? When I first heard someone wrote a novel about taking a "meternity" leave, or a fake maternity leave to take time for "herself" to figure out the direction of her life, I was speechless. Days later,… Continue reading “Meternity”? A woman wrote this? And someone published it?
Wishing you a Klondike connection or Mr.and Mrs. Jack Sprat
I was sitting at this very desk a few nights ago attempting to add precious words to my work in progress. After a long, wearying Wednesday, the love of my life was unwinding in the other room reading the newspaper. Deep into Chapter 12 of the first draft of my next manuscript, I didn't realize he'd… Continue reading Wishing you a Klondike connection or Mr.and Mrs. Jack Sprat