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November 2020


It’s November. Time to go inward, to reflect...

Parts of this year have lasted for a couple years. Parts never began. But thankfully, parts have held on to joy, no matter what.

I am thankful for the love and support of my children, as I embark on a new career. How many hours have they spent teaching and reteaching me how to use social media, graphics programs, and my new best friend, Alexa? They've stuck with me. They have assisted with edits, formatting, repeating again and again "you got this Mom. Stick with it!"

I was blessed with my first grandchild. He is the love of my life. He is just now learning how to try. He tries. He fails. He tries again. His trying is just lifting his head up during tummy time.  I root for him. It's not lost on me how he's helping me keep my head up too.

Writers, for the most part, work alone. We fuss and fret over our characters, our plots, the conflict, the resolution, while staring at a computer screen or note pad, reliving the plots again and again. I train myself to a single-pointed focus, the immediate life of my characters, and I do it in solitude, but I am buttressed by a community, even when alone. This month I am giving a special thanks to my crew of other writers and friends and all the advice, support, encouragement they provide, helping me keep on.   

The definition of tenacity is, “the quality or fact of continuing to exist; persistence”. Determination. This is life.

Be well, my friends. Keep at it.


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There is an art to pursuit.

Owen spoke into the darkness. “My word, my promises, mean everything to me. But you don’t know that. Yet. But I’m telling you so you understand. I can protect you.”

He cleared the lump in his throat. “While I was at war, my sister was abducted and murdered. I would never hurt an innocent person.”

“What about a person who wasn’t innocent?” Keira whispered.

She's come to the right place.  

He's the monster hunter. 

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A one-night hook-up brings two loners together, each with a dangerous history. 

Can they keep each other alive when their pasts come for revenge?

The only thing a healer and an assassin have in common is death.

An undercover cop living with mistakes and regret. 

A woman running from a past she can’t remember.

Ruby holds the key to his redemption. But is Hunter her savior or the instrument of her death? 

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"At Last" by Mindy McKinley

Available November 10, 2020

Lula opened her eyes to find Dom looking at her softly.

“I think you were thinking about a kiss.”

“You do?” she asked weakly. He was wrong; she had been thinking much more than that.

“I do.” He ran his thumb over her bottom lip. “Because I was thinking the same thing.”

Oh God. She had to stifle a whimper. “You were?”

He nodded. “Can I kiss you, Lu?”

She stared at him, trying to convey how much she wanted it without saying so. All she could really do was nod.

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Shella – The Devil’s Fury are the only family I’ve ever truly had. My mom was a junkie. When she died, no one wanted me. Except Grizzly. I had a home, until things went horribly wrong. I went wild, pushed too many boundaries, and overstayed my welcome. So I ran and didn’t look back. Trouble always seems to find me, so it’s no surprise I ended up pregnant, alone, and scared out of my mind. Then Slash shows up. Out of all the Devil’s Fury brothers to come for me, why did it have to be the one I’ve been crushing on since I was a teenager.

Slash – Little Shella was always a pretty girl. Spoiled. Outspoken. A complete terror. Now that she’s all grown up, she’s stunning. I needed to keep my hands to myself, and maybe I would have if she hadn’t been adamant not to disclose the name of her baby-daddy. Only way to protect her is to give her my name. Doesn’t matter I’m old enough to be her father. When I find out her secrets, and the reason she’d behaved so badly, I know I’ll do whatever it takes to make her feel safe… even if it means burying a few men. I already have blood on my hands. What’s a little more?

WARNING: Slash’s book contains graphic violence and sex, bad language, and scenes that may be difficult for some readers.

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