Posted in Adventure, Romance, Teenagers

Test Driving The Empty Nest

lakecoupleI recently celebrated my 25th wedding anniversary. We pulled out the photo album, stopped by the winery where we held our reception, and took a little walk down memory lane. We were just a couple of kids with our whole future ahead of us.

And that future included kids. Two boys kept us on our toes for many years. Little League games, swimming lessons, road trips, and field trips kept us moving. We are fortunate to have family nearby and we only paid for a babysitter outside of daycare once.

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Now our boys are grown. Well, my teenager might add an inch or two, and he definitely will fill out in the coming years, but the boots on the ground hard work is mostly behind us.

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Our oldest son is basically living on the river this summer. He’s a whitewater raft guide and is living down in Lotus with the other guides who travel from all over for the season. He needs to do this, and we need to let him, but I miss him. He’s a great guy.

My younger son went to Oregon for the weekend with his grandparents for my niece’s graduation. So my husband and I had the house to ourselves. What did that entail?

A surprise party for the first of his high school group to turn 50. Then we went to Costco, as one does on a Saturday. We stopped by another party hosted by another of his lifelong friends and were home by 9:30.

We did some stuff around the house and then went for a hike. We wanted to take the dog, but she has a bad knee and were worried it would be too much for her. We drove up to our winter home, Sierra-At-Tahoe, and parked outside the gate. We hiked up to the top of the resort, finding four quarters, a penny, two cell phones, two walkie-talkies and several beer cans. We put a few in the recycling can at the top, and carried the rest back down.

We had a lovely picnic and enjoyed the view. The hike was a good incentive to stay in shape as we move into the next phase of our lives. Especially since our golf game is atrocious.

Last night our teenager took us to the movies to see Incredibles 2. It was super. We loved it. We also enjoyed watching the young families enjoy the movie. Especially the dad who watched most of the movie from the aisle, with the three-year-old who didn’t want to stay in her seat. I had a boy who would get up and walk out when he was done–about halfway through the movie.

I also really enjoyed the short film before the movie. I bawled, like I did at the beginning of Up and Toy Story 3. And I totally got where the mother in the film was coming from.

They don’t tell you what to expect when your kids grow up. Sure, there are dozens of blogs about graduation, and dropping your kids off at the dorm. Plenty of tips on what your kids need for the next step, but what about us? How do I prepare to only buy one gallon of milk at a time? Or do laundry twice a week instead of every day? And what even is the point of Costco if there are only two people in the house?

Fortunately, we still have two more years of high school. Maybe longer if my husband stays on as the ski coach. And I have my kids at the elementary school, and while they keep growing up on me, I get new ones each year.

I have my writing, too. I will always have that. And someday, my husband will be my assistant, lugging my suitcase full of books, taking pictures of me with my fans, and inspiring my belief that happily ever after isn’t a fairy tale at all. It just means different things at different times in our lives.

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Posted in Books, Romance, Writing

My First and Last RT Booklovers Convention

Since it was just over the hill (if you can call the 7k foot summit of the Sierras a hill), I had to go to this year’s RT Booklovers Convention. It’s a fan-friendly book convention for Romance authors and readers. I haven’t attended in the past since it’s held in May. Anyone who works or has children in public schools knows that May is a crazy month.

I made it up a few days into the conference, driving up Thursday morning. Except for getting stopped for construction/tree removal, driving Highway 50 without traffic is fun. There were times when I had the whole road to myself, as opposed to a Sunday afternoon during ski season.

I ran into my friends from Sacramento Valley Rose chapter of RWA. Actually, I sought them out. Anna J. Stewart and Melinda Curtis write for Harlequin Heartwarming, so I stopped by the end of the Speed Dating with Harlequin Authors. I also met Heatherly Bell and Reese Ryan, both who felt like dear friends by the end of the conference.

And that’s the main thing about going to writer’s conferences, is the connections made with other writers. I finally got to meet Ida Louise Johnson, who I “met” on Twitter because we’re both huge San Francisco Giants fans. I met Jannine Gallant, a fellow Kensington author.

I reconnected with Rochelle French, Cyndi Faria, Virna De Paul, and Stacy Finz. I met Tess Thompson, Tamsen Schultz, Claire Marti, Jenni Marts and so many others.

I went to a workshop from Maisey Yates, and I swear, she could read my mind as to exactly what I needed to hear.

I took some photos, and I apologize to anyone who viewed the video of me dancing.

With Heatherly Bell.

Ida Louise Johnson and me sharing a love of Romance and #SFGiants.

Getting ready for the Giant Book Fair.

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Posted in Books, Romance

Great Minds Think Alike, At Least When It Comes To Titles

bookshelvesOver the weekend, Romancelandia was all atwitter (and to some extent, aFacebook) over the news that a certain author decided to Trademark the word “Cocky” and sent threatening letters to other authors who used the word in their book titles. It even has a hashtag #Cockygate. And it’s fascinating and frightening at the same time.

I found out that many of my books have the same or similar titles as other books. When In Too Deep, the second book in my Swift River Romance series first came out, it was mistakenly included in Kira Sinclair ‘s SEALs of Fortune Series. I immediately contacted my publisher, Amazon, and the author to work on clearing up the mistake. I also bought her book. Because, hey, we obviously both have great taste in titles. Turns out there are a lot of books with the title In Too Deep, including books by Jayne Ann Krentz,  RaeAnne Thayne, and Tracey Alvarez.

Jill Sanders and I share at least two books with the same title. Swept Away and In Too Deep.

Other authors who titles books Swept Away include Robyn Carr, Candace Camp, and Mary Connealy.

I also share the title Diving In with Gretchen Galway. 

Simone ElkelesMelissa Kantor, and Tricia Drammeh also wrote a book called Better Than Perfect.

I just wanted to share some of the books by authors who have great taste in book titles. The thing about readers, especially Romance readers, is that they can never have too many books.

(I have linked the Amazon pages for the authors mentioned. I’m sure many of them are also available on other platforms, but I have to get back to writing the next book).

 

 

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An Apology To My Future Daughters-In-Law

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If you are one of those women who love Valentine’s Day, complete with hearts, flowers, and jewelry, I’d suggest you decline a second date with my sons.

Although I’m a Romance novelist, I don’t do Valentine’s Day. I’ve been married for almost twenty-five years, so I’ve experienced plenty of romance. But my husband has strict instructions NOT to pick up a dozen red roses on his way home from work today. Any candy, we’ll buy tomorrow when it’s 50% off. And the only diamonds I need are the one’s in my wedding ring, the baseball parks we go to on a date, or if we get more snow, I might be ready to try a black diamond on the slopes.

For me, romantic gestures should be personal. Not the same as everyone else’s. Drive by any street corner in America, and there will be a rose stand. Sweet, but hardly original.

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Custom-made roses with the titles of my first three books

Now, when my husband ordered roses made out of real baseball leather, with the titles of my books, that was romantic.

One of our more memorable anniversaries, was the time we’d booked a hotel in San Francisco and were headed to the San Francisco Giants game. My in-laws met us at the Little League park to pick up the boys after our oldest’s game. We were just about to throw the overnight bag in the car when the phone rang. The youngest had hit his head on the corner of the desk and they were taking him in for stitches. We met them at the hospital, and several hours later, we heard the first pitch on the car radio. The final out was recorded while we crossed the Bay Bridge. But there was a Prom in our hotel, and we still had a good time in the city.

More importantly, my husband showed what was most important, making sure our son was okay. Sure, his parents could have handled it, and we could have still made our date, but we had a good time in the ER waiting room, just spending time with our son.

Family is important to our Romance. We got married on his Nani’s 83rd birthday. Got engaged on our way to visit his parents. My niece recorded the backup vocals at our rehearsal dinner–she was three months old, but she’s going to be a star. We stopped off at our foreign-exchange brother’s house on our honeymoon.

We’ve taken the boys to many of the places we stopped on our honeymoon–Yellowstone, the Great Potato Museum in Idaho, Grand Tetons. We showed them the spot along the Silver Fork of the American River where we got engaged.  We’re hoping to do a family river trip on the Yampa this summer, if we can get the permits.

So, my boys have grown up seeing that romance is something you do over time. Not a certain way on a certain day. They will find their own ways to share their love that doesn’t include a box of chocolates, (especially from the one who’s allergic to nuts, he couldn’t kiss a girl after she ate most Valentine’s candies). Our son might buy a girl a new PFD to go rafting with him, or a new helmet to go skiing with him. Or maybe he’ll sing a love song.

I suppose there’s the possibility that my sons will rebel and go for more traditional expressions of Romance.

They might even get really creative and give their mother’s books as gifts to their sweethearts.

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Winter Blues and Summer Love

In may parts of the country this winter has packed quite a punch. Those of us in California are still waiting for it to arrive. Either way, you can warm up (or start thinking about the next outdoor season) with the first book in the Swift River Romance series.

Get ready for whitewater, blue skies, and a golden opportunity for love.

Now only 99 cents for a limited time.

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Carson Swift may look exactly like his twin brother Cody, but they’re as different as tie dye and camouflage. Reliable, responsible, and usually the designated driver, Carson is also over being his brother’s keeper, but suddenly his plans to break free are complicated by the woman they fish out of Hidden Creek . . .

Lily Price is not your typical damsel in distress. Infidelity, infertility, and downsizing provide a triple threat to her ego, but falling into the swollen river nearly ends her life. If not for the handsome stranger—make that two handsome strangers—she might not have had a chance at having a baby by any means necessary . . .

As Carson helps Lily overcome her fear of the river, she helps him save his rafting business from going under. She also saves him from abandoning all that is important to him in order to get a taste of freedom. Together they find that love is the ultimate adventure.

 

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Alphas? Betas? Which Heroes Are Greatest?

I didn’t go to RWA in Orlando last week. Every July the Romance Writers of America hold their annual National Conference. I’ve been twice, in San Antonio in 2014 and San Diego in 2016. It’s where 2,000 Romance writers from all over the country (and world) get together to learn more about the craft and business of writing Romance, meet with editors and agents, and celebrate the genre we all love.

I wasn’t able to go this year, but I did follow many of my writer friends who either live tweeted from some of the workshops or set up an alternative online Tweet-stream to enlighten those of us not there.

One of the topics that comes up every year is the Alpha Hero (and to some extent heroine). Love him, hate him, or have no idea what that means, the Alpha male is a stereotype that has long been a staple of Romance. Without going into the psychology of alphas vs. betas, I’ll just sum up. He’s the strong, silent type. The Billionaire, Navy Seal, Bad Boy, Vampire, Police Chief, etc.  They are often powerful, rich, take-charge kind of men, both in and out of the bedroom.

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For better or for worse, he’s the kind of hero most people think of when they think of Romance novel hero (and I suppose for some, the reason they don’t want to read Romance).

But there is a growing segment of readers who prefer a kinder, gentler, man to sweep them off their feet. Betas might be the boy next door who has grown up into a surprisingly sexy man. He might be the guy you’re just friends with until you realize he’s everything you didn’t know you wanted in a man. He could be a co-worker who works with you on an important project rather than competing with you for a promotion. But he’s no less of a man, by any means.

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In fact, he may be more of a man because he doesn’t have to constantly prove himself to the world.

I tend to write more Beta heroes and heroines, but they all have some aspects of their lives where they feel in control. Like Fisher Jones, the heroine of my upcoming book Diving In. She’s kind of an Alpha on the river. She’s confident, strong, and knows what she’s doing. But when it comes to relationships, well, she’s in way over her head.

But that’s the fun thing about Romance. Finding that special someone who can not only see past their lover’s weaknesses, but help them overcome them. While their lover helps them overcome theirs.

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Diving In (A Swift River Romance #3) is available for preorder.

For more information about all my books, check out my website.

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Sometimes You Want To Go Where Everybody Knows Your Pain

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I’ve reached the stage of my writing career where I’m no longer a wide-eyed newbie, yet I’m not yet at the point where I can write full time and expect to put out three to four books a year while my assistant handles things like marketing and scheduling book tours.

I’m trying to plan for a new release in September and keep up interest in my backlist. But with each book, it seems harder and harder to stand out in an increasingly crowded market.

So when I first saw the topic for this month’s  Sacramento Valley Rose chapter of RWA workshop, Planning To Set Your Authopreneurship on Autopilot, I signed up thinking this is one area I really need to improve in. But other than the fact that Yvonne Kohano is a chapter member who has moved to Oregon, I wasn’t exactly looking forward to working on a creating a business plan and finding out I’m already behind the curve with a publishing schedule and other dry business stuff.

It ended up being one of the most inspirational meetings I’ve been to in a long time.

It was so encouraging to know I’m not the only one who feels overwhelmed by the ever changing marketing madness. I’m not the only one who finds plotting too much stifles my creative flow. And I’m certainly not the only one with impostor syndrome.

We’re all in this together. We celebrate each others’ triumphs with chocolate and roses. We comfort each other’s disappointments with hugs and (Hershey’s) Hugs.  And most importantly we get it. We get what it’s like to have story ideas crawl out from under the bed in the middle of the night and stalk us in our sleep. We get it that sometimes the best way to get unstuck is to take a shower. And while we all wish we could rent a Villa in Tuscany in order to have a perfect creative retreat in which to write our masterpiece, we’ve all realized that sometimes our work has to be written during our kids’ baseball (or swim or dance) practice or while waiting for an aging parent’s doctor’s appointment or while getting the tires rotated.

The first thing I tell anyone who wants to become an author is to find their tribe. I write Romance so being a member of Romance Writers of America is crucial. But there are other writer’s groups out there. Find one. While the actual writing must be done alone, surviving in this business is a group effort.