Mia’s in the house! Wow. Saying that felt even better than I thought it would. See, I’ve always wanted to walk in a crowded room and shout my arrival like the heathen I want to be. But of course, I’ve never been in a situation where I could get away with it. Translation: I’ve never been able to hide my tomato-red face when I embarrass the crap out of myself.
Now that I’ve crossed that off my bucket list, I have something else I want to do. But you’ll have to close your eyes and use that fabulous imagination of yours. So go on. Close them. Hey, hey, hey. Don’t think I can’t see you peeking. Keep that up, and I’ll be forced to get a blindfold. And if I have to go in the toy room, I’ll grab a little something extra. Hmmm. (taps chin with index finger) What to get? What to get?
Eureka! I think a gag and rope should fix you right up. What do you think? Ohhhh…you think that you want me to take a tour of the toy room? I should have guessed. How about this? Close your eyes or suffer the consequences. I have an iPod and a microphone. Trust me, I know how to use it.
Ah, good. You see it my way.
So picture this. I’m going along on an average Friday. It’s a nice day out, and I’m typing away on Sarah Matthews, Deke Andrews, and Adam Stanton’s story. Of course, I’m in a good mood. Who wouldn’t be? It’s the day before the weekend. Can we say hell-to-the-yeah? Good because I did.
Anywhoo, I’m puttering around, thinking about lunch. My stomach was very relieved…the silly thing had been growling for fifteen minutes. But I hear a ding on my phone. Dum-dum-dum. Curious as to who could be sending me a message (yep, I’m nosy like that), I pull up the internet on my laptop. Lo and behold, I have a Facebook message from…drumroll please…one of my favorite authors, who just happens to be a When One Is Not Enough blogger. Immediately, I get excited—embarrassingly giddy. Yes, I am a total fan girl. I own it. I embrace it. It’s who I am. So I do my happy dance…as inconspicuously as possible. But we’ll pretend that part didn’t happen. Won’t we? That way I’ll keep my calm, cool, and completely non-dorky reputation intact. Please excuse my snort.
Taking a deep breath to settle myself (yeah right), I opened the message. And guess what I find. She was asking me if I was interested in being one of the bloggers at When One Is Not Enough. Interested? That was not the word I would use. Thrilled. Ecstatic. Over-the-moon. Those are more on track.
Needless to say, I immediately sent back a resounding YES! Then I did what I always do…I called my hubby with an, “OMG! You’ll never believe this.” Squealing. “I’m going to blog for When One Is Not Enough!” More squealing.
Did I stop there? No, my excitement train kept on rolling. I called my beta, who probably thought I’d lost my ever loving mind. Oh wait. I lost that a long time ago. Lost my marbles? Nope. Lost those, too. Sheesh, I lose everything. If my head weren’t screwed on…
Oops, I’m getting sidetracked. Ha! Like that’s a first.
Finally, when I got done making my calls, I settled down. Okay, I got as settled as I get—which isn’t saying much. Once a flibbertigibbet, always a flibbertigibet. And I had a moment of awe. Being a part of a group of authors I’ve been reading for years, having my name next to theirs, is more than I could’ve dreamed of. Having grown to know the writers I respect and talking to them one-on-one is surreal.
So now, here I am reporting for duty on my first official blog day. Woohoo! And I’m being calm, cool, and completely non-dorky. Hopefully. Okay, probably not. But that’s okay. I have plenty of chances in the future to show you who I am—the good, the bad, the dorky, and the nutty. Buckle up. It’s going to be a wild and naughty ride. XOXOXO!
Love and cherries,
Coming Friday, November 16, 2012
The Sweetest Dish, Sweet Serenity Book 5
Love, laughter, friends, family, and a Thanksgiving none of them would ever forget.
After the highs and lows of the last year, Jaycee Blakemore, Shannon Dalton, Katie-Anne Jacobs, and Ella Blaylock-Asher are ready to celebrate their blessings with the people they love. But the return of their archenemy, Leila Schilling, threatens to destroy their perfect Thanksgiving.
Having spent months plotting the sweetest revenge, Leila’s arrival in Serenity, Kansas, immediately sets off a chain of events that turn Jaycee, Shannon, Katie-Anne, and Ella’s lives upside down. With an arsenal full of old hurts, veiled truths, and past scandals, Leila shamelessly exploits whatever she must to come out on top. However, she goes too far when she hurts the girls’ friend, Sarah Matthews.
Determined to rid themselves of Leila once and for all, the women unite to take her down. Only they discover on their path to vengeance that love is the sweetest dish in life—on Thanksgiving and all year round.
NOTE! The Sweetest Dish is a holiday reunion book in the Sweet Serenity series and is not stand-alone. We recommend reading this book after books 1-4.