Weekend at Grandma's

While growing up, we traveled several times a year from Kansas to northern Minnesota to see family. In the winter I remember anticipating the ‘Minnesota sheets’ on the beds at my grandparent’s house. I have several sets of flannel sheets now, and every fall when I put them on the bed for the first time, I think of spending nights at Grandma’s. 

The girls stayed with me last weekend, and we had a grand time. The youngest went home to sleep, but the oldest spent two nights, and discovered the webcam on my computer. She snapped hundreds of pictures of herself—which kept her busy when my nephew from Oklahoma called. It was so wonderful to talk to him. I’m setting a book in Oklahoma and needed his insight. It’s been years since I’ve been there, and the book is due to HQN by February. It’s part of the two-book contract they offered me last week. 

Titles for my January and February Harlequin Undone releases have been confirmed. The series is Wild Western Nights. Book one: Disobeying the Marshal will be released in January, and book two: Testing the Lawman’s Honor will be released in February. 

The Wild Rose Press sent me the final blurb for Sing to Me Cowboy, a book in their Honky Tonk Hearts series that will be released sometime in 2012:

Heather Gibson's past catches up with her one dark Texas night.

Locked in a custody battle with an ex-husband who's looking for any excuse to take her children, Heather doesn't need any more trouble. But when a broken-down car and a dead cell phone leave her stranded at the Lonesome Steer Honky Tonk, she comes face-to-face with the one man who could jeopardize everything—including her heart.

Country-singing sensation Lance Dugan is back in Amarillo for his grandfather's birthday and to take care of a bit of unfinished business—apologize to Heather for leaving ten years ago. Lance has fought hard and won big the last few years, but seeing Heather again makes him wonder if he's been fighting for the right things.

Finding each other again may seem like fate, but one horrible secret, buried deep, could divide them forever.

Yep, lots of fun stuff happening around here, and so much to be thankful for. Which I am. Every day.