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  • My first novel started with a mole. Yes, a MOLE - a freckle, a birthmark, whatever you want to call it.
  • I was at the pool with my daughter getting ignored by our swim instructor when a lifeguard with a particularly ripped abdomen walked by. He stopped to flirt with one of the female lifeguards and my eyes flew directly to an adorable mole on the top can of his six-pack.
  • "How cute!" I thought (among other things). "He looks like a character in a romance novel!"
  • So I went home and started writing fiction for the first time. That was over a year ago and I still haven't been able to stop. GRAVY is the story of a suburban housewife who wants another baby, but gets a man with a mole instead.
  • GRAVY is now available on Kindle and Nook!

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May 30, 2012


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I just might have to try this - sounds even idiot proof enough for ME!


Awesome, thank you! Now I know why my attempt at baked eggs was less than successful ... I put cold cream on the top.


Surely you mean Mastering the Art of French Cooking!

Morgan (The818)

Um, this is freakin' genius. Doing it.

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