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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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September 23, 2013


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This isn't mundane at all! I'm so glad you're living your life, running free, loving allt he time. And also: seam-free socks? I need to get some of those for the toddler in my house who claims the socks hurt his feet. Socks are like warm hugs for your feet, kid.

jill (mrs chaos)

I do not find this mundane either. Either it's not, or I'm terribly boring and find this exciting.


I can remember, as a child, my brother SCREAMING because he had to put socks on and they didn't feel right. That was over 30 years ago. And I thought he was the only one. ;) I want to get back into blogging, but I'm just now (knock wood, no jinxes) finally recovering from my latest PTSD episode that has lasted six months, and I just couldn't bear the judgment. Maybe someday I'll write my memoirs. In the meantime, you just keep going. You give me hope that one day I'll be strong again.

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