Home from RWA

San Antonio was fabulous! The weather was perfect, the River Walk was amazing, the Alamo was very interesting, and I met so many old and new friends at the conference. My editor took me to a restaurant for lunch one day that had the absolute most delicious guacamole I’ll ever taste. This picture doesn’t do

it justice. They made it right at the table with little more than avocados, tomatoes, onions and cilantro.

The week flew by with all the events and gatherings. By Saturday I was ready for some down time—which I got. To my surprise, when my hubby called that morning, he asked if I’d found the envelope in my suitcase. Since I hadn’t, I started searching. In one of the top pouches I hadn’t put anything in, I found what he’d tucked away. An envelope containing a Hershey’s Kiss, a very sweet note, and some extra money to go shopping.  Yep, he’s pretty sweet, and yep, I went shopping that day. 

While in Texas, I received the cover art for The Wrong Cowboy! I love it. As usual. It will be released November 1^st.

One mail-order bride in need of rescue! 

All the rigorous training in the world could not have prepared nursemaid Marie Hall for trailing the wilds of Dakota with six orphans. Especially when her ingenious plan—to pose as the mail-order bride of the children's next of kin—leads Marie to the wrong cowboy! 

Proud and stubborn, Stafford Burleson is everything Marie's been taught to avoid. But with her fate and that of the children in his capable hands, Marie soon feels there's something incredibly right about this rugged rancher and his brooding charm…. 

"A delightful western…humor, realism and sweet emotion." —RT Book Reviews on Inheriting a Bride

As fun as it was to go to the conference, I’m glad to be home. Birthday celebrations fill our weekends in August, and each one promises to be fun. I’d received the edits for the last roaring twenties book right before I left, and must get them done and back to my editor. Dedicating some time to plotting out a new story is in the works somewhere too.

Remember to look for the little things—one may take your breath away.