The Night Is A Harsh MistressChapter 7by A. Catherine Noon The Valet Captain shooed her away from the main valet line and had her pull up around the block at a discreet waiting lot, in sight of the front door … Continue reading →
Mormon Cuisine Being that I’ve lived my entire life in the state of Utah, I assumed that everyone ate the same types of food that are prevalent here. When the 2002 Olympics came to town, there was lots of hype … Continue reading →
I missed my scheduled post this week due to finals overload, but, better late than never, right? I am proud to say that this amazing Wild Child/Freya’s bower rising star is my mentor through Romance Divas and has imparted plenty … Continue reading →
When you’re a writer and go through misery, and later write it down because you’re so awful effen mad and sick about it all, it becomes something more. Something kind of funny that you can look back on and say, … Continue reading →
I recently cashed in my book voucher at Drollerie Press, and got Falling by Imogen Howson. Here’s the blurb; Safety is an illusion. When the world crumbles into chaos, only a chosen few can afford the luxury of life in … Continue reading →
Most of the contributors of the Writer’s Retreat Blog participate in the weekly meme, Thursday Thirteen, so every Thursday we link to the individual sites of each writer’s TT. Hopefully, this helps you get to know each of us a … Continue reading →
A while back, I posted an entry on Balance Point and promised I would follow up with a post on goals. I thought it would work good for a Wiley Wednesday, so here it is. I apologize in advance for … Continue reading →
Rachel hung up the phone with the client she’d successfully served. The man sounded angry but vindicated. He agreed to her final payment with no argument and said he’d mail it right away. She glanced at the Greene file yet … Continue reading →
I must confess this blog was inspired by Eaton’s previous one about family albums. She wished that she knew more about those relatives, and I can understand her feelings. The photos are wonderful, but a written history of each of … Continue reading →
Sara stood, leaning over Bryce’s shoulder to take in the sketch he’d found. “Do you really think I can pull this off?” she questioned, feeling unsure. “We don’t have a choice. Besides, it has to be a woman, and you’re … Continue reading →