I just finished up my time at the International Women’s Writing Guild (IWWG) conference at Endicott College. I had a lovely time and it was a beautiful location just yards away from the North Shore and a number of quaint towns. I taught two workshops in the Business Track and now I’m headed to Washington, D.C. for the Romance Writers of America (RWA) conference. I’ll be teaching two workshops there as well. One is on Point of View and the other is on Improving Your Amazon Presence. I can’t wait for the conference and to get together with old friends as well as make new ones! Here’s some scenes from today’s journey so far!
OMG Loving my new cover!
I just got my cover for Lost in Little Havana and it’s just fabulous! OMG! I’m so excited for you to see all of it, but in the meantime, here’s a little teaser cover reveal for it. Lost in Little Havana is the first book in my new South Beach Security series for Harlequin Intrigue. It will be released on November 29, 2022. I can’t wait.
A Majestic Omen
On the way to breakfast this morning I spied this hawk. It made me wonder if it was an omen especially since I am teaching my workshops today. Maybe it’s telling me I should step back and decide what to do before swooping in to take action.
Exciting Visit to Citi Field
Hubby and I are big Mets fans so it was great to be able to get a tour of the stadium yesterday! We had a great time and bought some tickets for upcoming games. We’ll be visiting a number of other stadiums in the next year or so since we want to be able to visit every ballpark in the U.S. We started with Citi Field back in May and will be going to a Nationals game later this month. Here are some photos for you from our visit! P.S. – if you’re a baseball fan, read the first three chapters of Winning Season for free on Kindle Vella.
Enjoying My Summer Beauties
Since I have limited space in my garden, there is only one rule: You give me either flowers or food! LOL! Luckily I have some beautiful flowers as well as tomatoes, eggplants, zucchini, assorted peppers, and some fennel. Today I’m sharing some of my flowers with you on this Throwback Thursday. I was also lucky enough to get a photo of this beautiful Monarch butterfly that was visiting my garden.
Failure and Success are not all that far apart
There are so many sayings about how you need to fail in order to have success and it’s never more true than in the publishing industry. It’s a roller coaster ride of ups and downs and you often have to adjust to keep your career moving along. The one thing I never forget is that I write because I love to write. It’s my passion and I can’t imagine not doing it.
What would you do to get the truth?
I’m not a twin so I can’t say based on real-life experience, but there are lots of stories about twins having a very special connection. It was that concept that inspired the story in Cold Case Reopened. The heroine, Rhea Reilly, is a twin whose sister has been declared dead only Rhea still feels her sister and wants the police to reopen her case. The hero, Jackson Whitaker, is a detective who has been assigned to convince Rhea to drop the case, but when he meets her and sees the evidence she gathered, he realizes that he has to reopen the case and find out what really happened to Rhea’s sister Selene. Today I’ve got a little teaser for you from the beginning of Cold Case Reopened.
Teaser
It was hard to believe that such beauty possibly held unspeakable evil.
Rhea Reilly stood on the shore of the mountain lake where six months earlier her twin sister, Selene, had disappeared on a cold fall night.
Her artist’s eye took in the scene before her. The waters of the lake sparkled like diamonds beneath a sunny cerulean sky. At the farthest end of the lake, the waters tumbled over a spillway for the dam that held back a rush of water during a spring thaw or heavy rain. In the distance, ragged mountains leaped into the sky, still frosted with the remnants of winter snow at the highest elevations.
Normally she would have savored painting such a lovely sight, but not today, when it might be her sister’s watery tomb.
Rhea hugged her arms tight around herself, closed her eyes and listened to the soft lap of the water against the rocky shores of the lake. Imagined Selene standing there that fateful night, tapping out the message she’d sent to Rhea.
I can’t take it anymore. I can’t. I’m finally going to do something about it.
The police had taken that text to mean that Selene had decided to end her life that night, right there on the shores of those stunningly beautiful mountain waters. But Rhea wasn’t convinced.