My Characters Are Foodies

[Adapted from an original post I shared back in the day before my sabbatical from writing.] The thought to write this post was fueled by an interview question I was asked some time ago in regards to what I felt was the sexiest room in the house. Now, being as I write romance, I think …

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Friendly’s, Trimper’s, Milly’s and Ferris Wheels…

In keeping with the rolling theme of the past couple of posts, talking hometowns (my husband’s in particular) and how our upbringing and memories there affect my writing, I’ll be covering a few more Seaford staples and how they made their way into The Delaneys of Delaware series. Although a couple of these places pop …

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#pizza #boardwalkfries and #gelato

‘You can never go home again, but the truth is you can never leave home, so it's all right.’--Maya Angelou A couple of days ago, I started talking about how hometowns change but our feeling and memories remain the same. My husband has been away from home since he was eighteen years old and joined …

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Remembering Delaware Fondly

‘When you finally go back to your old home, you find it wasn’t the old home you missed but your childhood.’--Sam Ewing When we first learned we’d be moving from North Carolina to Oregon back in 2013 for MarshFox’s job, we planned our trek across America to accommodate stops to see all our friends and …

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#NoBlackBalloons

Fifty years ago today, I made my entrance into the world. I am pretty sure my guardian angel cried in dismay because they knew I would go on to make their job hell. I’m pretty sure exasperation with me over the years has been an understatement. I digress. I am pondering this morning the correlation …

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On Recognition of Inspiration

I’ve said for a long time that if a writer is lacking inspiration they need only take a look around from wherever they’re currently sitting. If something in your own environment isn’t in some form or other inspiring, I daresay you perhaps should find another occupation. Case in point… When husband’s retirement was T-11 months …

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Words: More than a Few Letters

So far we’ve survived #winterpocalypse2018 up here in the mountains. Not that we didn’t think we would. We’re pretty self-sufficient and prepared folks. We aren’t those people who wait until two hours before whatever the current disaster is to head to town to fetch our milk and bread whether we need it or not. In …

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