From our table I watched Ethan’s performance. His eyes locked on mine as his song started. When he sang the first line in acapella, my heart laughed, danced and cried. The music started and the audience cheered. UB-40’s version of Can’t Help Falling In Love featured a slow reggae beat that everyone wanted to move to. I watched, transfixed as he sang to me. Me. He was singing to me. Was he saying he was in love with me?
Ethan was beautiful and so darn sexy as his hips rocked to the reggae beat. He sang and danced like he could feel the music. As if it flowed through his body the way it did mine. His eyes, his movements and his words seduced me. Continue reading My Fall Newsletter
The Story of a Kiss Anthology went live today! (That’s author talk for “Today is Release Day). Throughout the time I worked on this anthology, my co authors and I have been focused on … well kisses. On our Facebook page we posted videos of amazing movie Kisses (Ryan Gossling is my fave). We … Continue reading Your Best Kiss Ever
To everyone who has followed me on Twitter, made friends with me on Facebook or Goodreads, followed my blog, purchased my book, critiqued my work on Scribophile or cheered me on in my current WIP, this message is for you. Every time I get a new follower I think, “What made that person follow me?” … Continue reading Celebrating Followers & Friends
The afternoon heat taunted me as I trudged home from my walk. “Whose idea was it to go for a walk in the middle of the day?” I asked my daughter. Our sweat inducing trek reminded me of the days I spent in Navy Boot Camp marching in the heat of Orlando, Florida. That memory … Continue reading Ready. Aim. Fire.
This past Memorial Day we ‘liked’ and ‘shared’ many photos in honor and memory our heroes. I’ve been thinking about the military, and the sense of pride I feel at being able to call myself a Veteran. I’ve decided to post some of my own memories about my service. Some of the posts will … Continue reading Military Memories
Recently a coworker mentioned that she was spending the day on City Island. “Oh, where’s that?” I asked. The look on her face said, ‘are you kidding me?’ “Are you sure you’re from New York?” She asked. That wasn’t the first time someone asked me if I was sure I’m from New York. But … Continue reading New York, New York
I’m writing a novel about a young lady named Cassidy who is serving in the US Navy. She grew up without a father and has been deeply hurt by the only guy she ever really loved. Her fear of being hurt again keeps her from getting into any serious love relationships, so she keeps her … Continue reading About My Novel