Wednesday, July 1, 2015


My first traditionally published novella HAVE CASH, WILL MARRY.

In the late 19th century Gilded Age, cash poor English aristocrats flooded the New York City social scene, shopping for a rich bride. And there were plenty of American heiresses eager to trade their fortune for an English title. But what happens when you have an English aristocrat who wants to find a woman too really fall in love, despite his desperate need for her money, and an American heiress who could care less for a title, but wants to be loved for herself not her fortune? Robert Alexander Radclyfe, the son and heir of the ninth Earl of Wentwater, and Anna Randolph MacDougall, heir to the MacDougall Sewing Machine empire, are about to find out.

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Third Time's the Charm!

I have an agent! And finally, I actually have an agent I like and trust. So important.

Julie Gwinn, with the Seymour Literary Agency, has agreed to represent me and I am thrilled!

Julie knows I can write. She took my 2nd ancient historical novel to the Publication board at B&H Publishing. She is fun to talk to, and full of great ideas.

Over ten years ago, I had my first agent. A man who loved my first historical but had some out-of-the- ordinary ideas about publishing, He didn't last in the market and moved on.

My second (very brief) liaison with another agent only lasted a couple months. I never felt comfortable with her; she was lackadaisical and didn't inspire confidence or trust.

On the other hand, I immediately bonded with Julie. She has many years of experience in the publishing and marketing fields. Right now she is perusing all my "stuff"; figuring out what my "brand" might be, and where I might fit in the market, both CBA and ABA.

I am thankful to finally have an agent who can help me figure out the publishing world, and is so much fun to talk to. Over the moon right now!

Saturday, February 7, 2015

The Battlefield Bride

I'm researching a new story about a Civil War nurse. As an RN myself, it's fascinating to see how far nursing has come in the last 150 years.

Disease and infection killed far more soldiers than outright battle wounds. And many of the infections resulted as a result of amputations.

This is an actual army surgeon's amputation kit. It looks clean and shiny now but in actuality the instruments would have been covered with blood, bits of flesh, dirt and bacteria. It's amazing that any of the men survived!

Sometimes in the absence of chloroform or whiskey, these amputations would have been completed while the patient was awake. It seems horrible but we have to remember that at that time in history, amputation was seen as a last chance at life. My character will have quite a time of, ministering to these sick and wounded men.

In May of 1863, Confederate General Stonewall Jackson was accidentally shot by one of his own men when returning from a midnight reconnaissance ride. His left arm had to be amputated and is buried in a family graveyard in Chancellorsville, Virginia. 

The General was taken away to recover from the surgery but died eight days later. The rest of Stonewall is buried in Lexington, VA. 

As I read through historical accounts of civil War hospitals and battlefields, I am very thankful for antibiotics and sterile operating rooms!

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

My new book cover! Status: THRILLED

Here is the new cover for The Convenient Bride Collection! I am over the moon to see my name in print, along with eight other very talented writers.

To be released on July 1, 2015 and available for pre-order on


Friday, January 16, 2015

Back In The Saddle Again!

It's been a while since I have actively posted but that's about to change.

Like Gene Autry, I'm back in the saddle again! There have been amazing archaeological finds since I last actively posted and I'm excited to write about them. More historical tidbits coming, spooky tomb stories, and more!

At this moment I'm trying to discover if all the addresses I had for my blog followers are still intact. So if you'd like to continue to be a part of this blog, please leave me a comment or email me. Thank you so much. I promise it will be interesting!

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Wednesday, July 3, 2013

New Book Debut: The Secret History, A Novel of Empress Theodora by my friend Stephanie Thornton!

 Today is the release date for the first historical novel of my friend and amazing critique partner, Stephanie Thornton.

Those of you who are not writers cannot imagine the work that goes into creating, imagining, writing, editing, re-editing, and polishing a manuscript for publication.

Many authors never get to this point. Stephanie has worked very hard for this day, and I'm happy to resurrect my blog to sing her praises.

The following is one writer's blog take on A Secret History.

In sixth century Constantinople, one woman, Theodora, defied every convention and all the odds, and rose from being a common theater tart to become empress of a great kingdom, the most powerful woman the Roman Empire would ever know. But the woman whose image was later immortalized in glittering mosaic was, in fact, a scrappy, clever, conniving, flesh-and-blood woman full of sensuality and spirit whose real story is as surprising as any ever told…

When her father dies suddenly, Theodora and her sisters face starvation on the streets. Determined to survive, Theodora makes a living any way she can—first on her back with every man who will have her, then on the stage of the city’s infamous amphitheater in a scandalous dramatization of her own invention. When her daring performance grants her a back-door entry into the halls of power, she seizes the chance to win a wealthy protector—only to face heartbreak and betrayal.

Ever resilient, Theodora rises above such trials and by a twist of fate, meets her most passionate admirer yet: the Emperor’s nephew. She will thrive as his confidant and courtesan, but many challenges lie ahead. For one day, this man will hand her a crown. And all the empire will wonder—is she bold enough, shrewd enough, and strong enough to keep it?
Stephanie Thornton

If you love a rich historical novel filled with intriguing characters and a strong female protagonist, then you will love A Secret History. 

I am so proud of Stephanie and what she has accomplished that I can't help but toot her horn. Run right out and get this book!

Then tell your friends and get the word out: this is an author to watch!

Sunday, August 26, 2012


Too much internal and external noise in my mind and life so I'm going unplugged for a while.

For months I've been blogging and reading blogs, doing Pinterest and Goodreads, etc. to work on my author career. Trying to get my name out there, advertise, market, blah, blah, blah.

I think I need to detach myself from the Internet as much as possible for a bit. Need to get outside more. Smell the coffee. Smell the roses. Stop being attached at the hip to the computer.

So long, internet, Twitter, Pinterest, Facebook, Goodreads, Amazon, and all the other myriad sites I travel to nearly every day.

Not sure who even reads this blog actually. And that's OK. I've enjoyed doing it. And I've learned a lot. I'll probably be back.

And now it's time to stop so here I am stopping. This is me stopping.


Wednesday, August 22, 2012

A Gentle Reminder

I was driving somewhere alone this week. And I was complaining venting to the Lord about the fact that my friend, an acquisitions editor at a Christian publisher, recently told me that they had acquired all the historical romance they needed until 2015. 2015.

I had been preparing my current WIP for this editor, in fact for the last year, everything I've worked on was for this particular editor and her company. (Let me be clear here, we had no contract and she hadn't promised me anything. But she wanted to look at my stuff before I sent it anywhere else.)  I changed my story from straight historical to historical romance (And believe me, that involves some real rewriting.)

And then, just like that. Shot down.

Of course, she had no idea how this bit of news affected me. She didn't know I had targeted October as the month I would have the manuscript finished to turn into her. I simply said, "OK, thanks for the heads up." I moped around for a couple of days, even played around with the idea of quitting the whole writing/author/publication thing.

So I was driving along and moaning praying and I said "Lord, it's just so disappointing...I've been writing this for Vicki and---" before I could even finish the sentence, right out of the blue, the Lord said "You're not writing for Vicki, you're writing for Me."


I stopped. I gulped. And I said, "Oooh Kaaaayy...that's right. Thank You for reminding me. I'm not writing for Vicki, I'm writing for you."

And just like that, my attitude changed. I was driving along, complaining, almost as if the Lord wasn't really listening. And He was.

Thanks, Lord.

Saturday, July 21, 2012

Marketing an Ebook

Isn't that a gorgeous photo of a Japanese maple? Marketing and advertising your own eEbook is something like that tree, with its trunk and many branches.

I'm still on a steep learning curve and learning every day, and a few months ago I discovered Goodreads.

Goodreads is an online group for readers to share reviews, recommendations and discuss favorite books.

A Secret Hope is there too, and I would love if any of you out there who have read it would go to Goodreads and rate it, put it on your to-read list or just "like" it. Also, if you take the time to go through your favorite genre (mine of course is historical fiction) and mark the books you've loved in the past, Goodreads will give you recommendations for other books you may enjoy.

Saturday, July 7, 2012

Does the Lord Have a Sense of Humor? Heck, yes!

I don't know why I thought about this particular incident from my past this morning. Maybe someone out there needs to hear this, or maybe it's because I was reflecting on His goodness and mercy.

And His sense of humor.

Yes, the Lord does have a sense of humor. Just ask any Christian.

This little story happened in 1977. Yep, thirty-five years ago. I was attending Christian Center Church in Brockport, NY, where I first heard the Gospel and was saved.

I was single. There was a divorced man with four little children that wanted me to be his wife. I was flattered by his attention but deep down in my heart I knew this relationship wasn't meant to be. I was still in the process of learning to hear the Lord's voice and had been a Christian for about 2 years at the time.

Slowly I was realizing that the Holy Spirit was urging me to break it off with this man. But I wasn't ready to do it and I questioned whether this was really the Lord's voice I was hearing.

So I decided to test the Lord. My old pastor, Don Riling, used to say "Make it easy on yourself and tough on God." So I told God I was going to do that. A woman by the name of Marilyn Hickey was coming to our church to do a conference on motive gifts. It was to take place at a Holiday Inn in Batavia, NY. At that time I was helping in the sound ministry - helping set up microphones and setting up for events, etc.

I was to assist with the conference at the hotel. So I told the Lord I would ask Marilyn Hickey what she thought about my situation. Whatever she told me to do, I would do and receive it as coming from the Lord.

But then I arranged the "tough" part for the Lord. I stayed as far away from Marilyn Hickey as I could get. If I saw her anywhere near me I would move away. It was a day-long conference and I never got near her once.

The conference finished. Marilyn Hickey left. People went home. We broke down all the equipment, packed the van and were ready to leave. I was smugly congratulating myself that I had managed to never give Marilyn the chance to speak to me.

I needed to make a quick trip to the bathroom before we started back to Brockport, so I went to the Ladies Room. It was empty. I went into a stall to do my business.

Then I heard the door open. Someone walked in and entered the stall next to mine. I looked down at their shoes.

Brown and white leather spectator pumps. Just like the ones Marilyn Hickey was wearing.

I closed my eyes and groaned. 

She finished before me. I could have waited for her to leave but I KNEW the Lord had arranged this. Just as I had asked Him to.

So I left the safety of my stall as she was washing her hands at the sink. I approached her, my heart pounding in my chest. I could barely get the words out.

"I have to ask you a question," I said. I proceeded to give her a quick synopsis of my situation and that I would receive her counsel as coming from the Lord.

"SLICE IT." That's what she said. Two words. I can still remember that moment clear as day. I think I was a little bit in shock at how the Lord had arranged the entire scenario. In the bathroom, for Pete's sake. While I was on the TOILET!

But I knew that I knew that this was definitely the Lord speaking. So I obeyed. I broke the relationship off and moved on. And a year later the Lord brought the man who was to be my husband into my life. Thirty three years later we are still growing in the Lord together. 

Why did I think about this today? Maybe because it demonstrates that the Lord always knows where we live. He can always find a way to speak to us. We can trust that He knows what He's doing. And we can be sure that He WANTS to speak to us and direct us and that He has a PLAN for our lives. 

Whew. I'm sure glad I listened.

Thanks, Lord. On the TOILET, for Pete's sake!