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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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June 11, 2012


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I live about 2000 miles from your clinic, so I will never be able to visit it unfortunately. I was just curious if, in addition to HIV and other chronic pain patients, Joel is dealing with any migraine sufferers that have found no relief with other medications? I have been reading your blog for years and rarely comment, but am so happy to see you happy.




Oh I wish I lived there. I would apply to be the office girl in a heartbeat! I needs me a Monday to Friday job that I can feel that I am actually helping people and get something out of it.


How exciting! What happened to all the staff though?

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