The Roses of Prose

Why didn’t we get together? Really?? Lizzie could have bitten her tongue. In college, Ryan had been one of her close circle of friends....

Ryan Murray couldn’t believe his eyes. The curly, dark blond hair was the same, although she’d cut it shorter, and she might have gained ...

She peered through the snow-spattered windshield at the neon sign and hoped like hell there was room at the inn. She wasn’t likely to get...

You've all been such a valuable and cherished source of support for me over the years, it seems only fitting that I should be asking for...

I haven't been writing, but I have been thinking. A lot.  I'm preparing to start a new book, the first in a new series, and I'...

HIDDEN SECRETS releases at the end of this month. I need to promote it. I don't intend to self-publish book one of my COUNTERSTRIKE seri...

I'm at that most wonderful/horrible point in the writing process--plotting and planning the first book in a new series. Possibilities ab...

I'm sure you remember the old Beatles song, When I'm Sixty-Four . When that song was released, sixty-four seemed like a long way off...

As some of you know, I recently had a nasty little surprise when I decided to be a responsible homeowner and have our septic tank proactivel...