Daily Cheap Reads

I can't say enough good things about Daily Cheap Reads. My book, Taking Love in Stride, was featured on the site for a mere 3 hours yesterday morning, and all I can say is, "WOW!" My book made the Kindle Movers & Shakers list a couple of times and the sales ranking was in the #300s at one point. Thank you Daily Cheap Reads! The site offers authors about the only FREE advertising available these days.

If you own a Kindle, I would highly recommend you follow this site for some great, cheap books.

Pounds, Pounds and More Pounds

My son made a delectable cake yesterday. It was so luscious and rich, I've decided to post the recipe:

Sour Cream Pound Cake

1 cup butter
6 eggs
3 cups all-purpose flour
3 cups sugar
1 cup sour cream
1/4 teaspoon baking soda
1 Tablespoon vanilla

Cream together butter and sugar. Add eggs, one at a time, and beat well after each egg is added. Blend in sour cream and vanilla. Stir baking soda into flour, then add dry ingredients to wet ingredients. Mix well. Bake in a 10 inch tube pan that has been buttered and floured. Bake at 325 degrees for 75 to 90 minutes, or until cake tester comes out clean. Cool in pan for 15 minutes before turning out onto plate.
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If you're trying to lose weight, avoid this cake. Summer is going to arrive here on the east coast of the US in the blink of an eye and I'm going to have to squeeze this body of mine into a bathing suit, so I shouldn't be eating cake made with gobs of butter, sour cream and sugar. Will the threat of donning beachwear stop me? I seriously doubt it. *sigh* I wonder if Spanx sells a product that can be worn under a swimsuit.

Important Stuff Here :-)

Have you ever wondered what makes romance fiction different from chick lit? Read "A Defining Moment" (by me <g>) at Books And Pals. The blog post should be available for viewing by 10 AM (EST).

I had an exciting day yesterday. Taking Love in Stride made it to #3 on Amazon Kindle's Movers & Shakers list. What a wild ride!

Fun Ideas!

Spaghetti Book Club is a place where kids can review books. What a great idea!

Need to put a little fun in your life? Try a visit to 101 Ideas for a Fun Date. Your significant other will thank you!

How about some Fun Food Facts? (Peanuts are used in dynamite manufacturing? Really???)

That's enough fun for one day!

Guest Blogger

I can now add Guest Blogger to my repertoire. I am now wearing my guest-blogging hat over at Cookie's Book Club. Don't I look chic? <g> Please pop over and say hello!

My romance novel, Mountain Laurel, has been reviewed by Big Al at Books And Pals. This was the very first book I wrote, the one that started my career, so I'm proud of it.

Sample Sunday

It's that time again! Sample Sunday. Here's a small snippet from my romance novel, Mountain Laurel. Our heroine, Laurel, is interrupted in the shower by our hero...er, ah, make that 'a stranger' and she tries to escape. Hey, that's exactly what I would do! *grin*

Not losing another second, she stood on the toilet seat lid, cranked open the window and punched out the screen. It would be a tight fit, but it was the only way out. Tiny bug carcasses crunched under her palms when she placed her hands on the sill, but she barely noticed. She pulled with all her might. The shiny pine paneling was slick and she slipped twice, both times her knee banged painfully into the wall. She squealed when, in her thrashing to get up to the window, her foot hit the hand mirror, sending it crashing to the floor.
"What the devil is going on in there? Open this door!" Angry bangs vibrated in the room.
Sweat broke out on her forehead and upper lip. Pulling with all her might, she hoisted herself up to the window. Tears of fear and frustration blurred her vision and her arms quivered from exertion. Her head and shoulders were through the opening, but she could no longer reach the porcelain tank with her feet, so she lost her leverage point. Shifting her torso one way, then the other, she inched further out the narrow window.
She heard a great weight crash against the bathroom door. Oh, God, I'll never make it, she thought, wriggling more desperately.
The second impact against the door caused the wood to splinter, and Laurel screamed with what little air was left in her lungs. When that was gone, she breathed as deeply as the tiny window opening would allow and screamed again.
After rubbing his shoulder, Michael hit the door a third time. It finally gave way and slammed against the wall.
He stepped into the bathroom, shards of glass crunching under his shoes. "What the hell..."


Mountain Laurel is available at 
and in paperback