Buoy jumped out of the truck, a blur of reddish blonde fur as he raced in my direction. I dropped to my knees as the golden retriever reached me. He jumped around, his tail wagging against all my tomatoes as he soaked up my love.
I wrote this book with the full intention of experimenting with the traditional publishing process, so I expected to have to wade through the long process. But there’s a part of me that wants to scrap the whole thing and go back to self-publishing…
Last weekend, my husband and I took a road trip to Joshua Tree as a weekend getaway and research for my next novel. Our trip to the desert included wind, rats, and big beautiful Joshua Trees, plus a few unexpected surprises….
Because February is the month of love, I decided to focus my blog’s attention on Sonny, the Scottish heartthrob of For the Birds who owns Cricket’s heart. And today’s blog entry is about the inspiration behind Sonny’s romantic side: my husband.