Book Excerpt: Out and About (Glaring)

Today's prompt is "glaring". I'm a multi-genre author, but one thing all my characters have in common is conflict. They fight with the enemy, they fight with their friends, they fight with family. Needless to say, people in my story worlds glare at each other. A lot. So I went in a different direction for … Continue reading Book Excerpt: Out and About (Glaring)

Short Fiction: Going in Circles

"His hands are sticky." Mallory rooted through the diaper bag for wipes. She stooped to be eye-level with their son, and the little girl behind them in line bumped into her. Again. Her knee hit the ground---hard---to keep from toppling over, and she gritted her teeth. Instead of lecturing the girl, she gripped the wipe … Continue reading Short Fiction: Going in Circles

Book Excerpt: Body Armor | Shimmer

Today's prompt is "shimmer". As a romantic suspense author, a lot of things can shimmer. Heat can cause shimmering waves to rise off a road. Light can shimmer off all manner of things---weapons, water, women. Because Medici Protectorate Book 3, Body Armor, is releasing soon, I've chosen to print a scene from the novel that uses the … Continue reading Book Excerpt: Body Armor | Shimmer

Short Fiction: Poor Form

"Tell me again why you said yes." Paula peered into the cramped closet and shook her head. Wasn't much to work with. "I had to." Valerie pushed her friend aside and grabbed an ivory blouse. "If I declined, he'd think I was jealous. So would all our friends." "You are jealous." Paula yanked the blouse … Continue reading Short Fiction: Poor Form

Not Exactly Classic Symphony

I write a lot of serious and dark fiction on this site, so most of you probably think I'm fairly sober and have no measurable sense of humor (and if you watch The Big Bang Theory, you know a sense of humor can be measured; Sheldon's done the math). To you who think I'm dull … Continue reading Not Exactly Classic Symphony

Short Fiction: Fog

Sarah took her coffee out onto the back porch and looked out over the sprawling vista. The sun was just beginning to crest on the horizon, and the hazy morning fog painted the landscape with an indistinct brush. So many mornings like these rushed back to her---memories of dew-dampened shoes as she scampered after her … Continue reading Short Fiction: Fog

A Tall Tail… er, Tale

Casey was born in a litter of what was supposed to be red Labradors. (Red is worth more money because it's rare.) Our guy came out white, though, and with a shorter tail than he should have had. Because of this, the breeder labeled him as sub-standard for the litter and discounted him. Turns out, … Continue reading A Tall Tail… er, Tale

Novel Excerpt from Body Armor

Body Armor, book 3 of the Medici Protectorate series, will be released soon. It's been with the publisher for a while now, edits are done, and we're just awaiting cover design and layout. Today, I'm giving you a brief look at the burgeoning relationship between Dominico (Nico) Micelli and Donnatella (Donni) Notaro. Nico spends the … Continue reading Novel Excerpt from Body Armor

Short Fiction: The Case of the Disappearing Socks

Okay, this is a HUGE departure from my typical fiction, but recently Mae Clair told me I hadn't posted any pet pictures in a while, so I'm combining a picture of Max (sorry it's blurry, but he almost never stays still in front of the camera) and a silly little "story" to go with it. … Continue reading Short Fiction: The Case of the Disappearing Socks

Short Fiction: One to Remember

Mitch took a deep breath. His hands shook, trembled so much he almost dropped what he held. He needed to calm down, think things through. Without a plan, he'd botch the whole thing. And he wanted the night to be special. One to remember. A knock shattered the quiet of the room. Who could that … Continue reading Short Fiction: One to Remember