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Little Ms. Diva(who is 8 years old): My tooth fell out.

Cynical Mother: Aren't you too old to have teeth still falling out?

LMD: See? *shows mother bloody gums.

CM:*gags* Eew. Where is it?

LMD: Under my pillow. So, when I wake up the Tooth Fairy will leave me money.

CM: Hmm.

LMD: How much do yo think she's going to leave me?

CM: Little Ms. Diva, the Tooth Fairy doesn't exist.

LMD: *narrows her eyes* Then why is there always money under my pillow AFTER I put my tooth under it?

CM: Me or Nana takes your tooth while you are sleeping and puts money there.

LMD:*eyes are still narrowed, but walks away*

CM*filled with guilt.* It was time. She's eight. God, I'm going to have to tell her about Santa soon.

LMD: Then when I was at my grandma's house who left me money then? Huh? Do you have an answer for that?

CM: She took your tooth. Everyone knows the Tooth Fairy doesn't exist. It's up to me to tell you these things. Plus, I'm broke, so now is a good time as any.

LMD:*narrows her eyes and makes the "I'm watching you motion"*

CM: *throughly amused that she even knows that motion.* Little Ms. Diva, I'm telling you the truth.

LMD: We'll see who is right.

Night falls, CM sleeps on her decision to crush child's dream....
CM: *at 5 o'clock in the morning goes to an ATM withdraws $20, breaks the $20, and leaves three dollars under LMD pillow while she slumbers.


I tried and couldn't do it, because next it will be Santa. I'm not ready to take Santa away. So, what's a few dollars under a pillow? Yeah, she's going to be like 'in you face' all day, but I think I can take it. I couldn't take the pouting, the tears at the realization that no, the Tooth Fairy, is fake. And that me and all the people she loved has lied to her all these years. What else have we lied about? Nope, I'm not a dream crusher.

When did someone break the news to you? Or when did you break the news to your child?

Often in a romance the previous relationship is some sort of horrible failure. The other, as it's thought, was abusive, terribly lacking or some other thing that proves the hero/heroine is the right one. Rarely, is it ever the other person just didn't fit. The relationship just didn't work out.

Romance is very much about the over the top. It's just not lust, but uber lust. It's not the chance meeting, but love at first sight. It encapsulates and exaggerates how it feels to fall in love. The insecurities, the depth and challenges that stand in the way. It's why I love the genre.

It's sometimes why I find it frustrating. Of course, if you can't find what you are looking for as a writer, you write it.

Ok. The joke about this blog is that no one is actually living in the south.

But, if I'm not leaving words of wisdom here (snort) I'm over at. You really should check these ladies out. I became a grandfathered in as a member/blogger because I posted comments all the time. I still feel honored to be a part of such a smart group of ladies.

My next post is, well, up.

You know I think I might have split personalities or maybe manic depressive when it comes to writing. One day I'm up. My writing is brillant. I'm a genius. The next day MY WRITING SUCKS. Who do I think I am? What made me think this might be a viable career? And these characters...don't get me started.

And then of course the next day I'm a literary genius.

Go figure. I'm having one of these days. I'm sure I'm going to have a rocking writing time later, but it's sitting my butt in the chair and letting the words come. Be it crap or golden or golden crap.

I think a lot of it has to do with I have someone waiting at the other end of this ms. My career as a writer won't be over, but if I don't do well I'm going to miss a great, great, great opportunity.

Again, I ask what made me think this might be a viable career?

Because I love it isn't washing today. And I know I'm not the only writer to deal with these feelings. So, I'm just going to tell myself I Am a Great Writer and slink back into the shadows.

March 12th there will be a Contest, Contest, Contest. You'll get a chance to win See Megan Run and a $15 Amazon gift card. All you'll have to do is drop by , leave a comment. That's it. That's all she wrote.

There's this syndrome for writers called Refresh. They all suffer from it. Something is out on submission. They can be writing. They can be revising or editing. Doing very responsible writerly things.

And they are also abusing this button. The F5.

I've decided in the best interest of all involved (myself) that this button will have to be removed, with pliers, from my laptops keyboard.

That is all.

Amazon doesn't quite believe I am who I say I am. So that's taking forever. Other locations also taking forever for one reason or another.

 But, and this is a good but, you can find See Megan Run at Smashwords and at Barnes and Noble (Nook).*insert sales pitch here* *insert I'll appreciate any review plea here*I'm off to attack How Much You Want To Bet? Got to fix the cover and ya know enter formatting of doom.

 ETA: I like to think Amazon read this post and hopped to it. But I doubt it. You can now buy this title on .

 ETA: This should let you know I'm rusty at this selling books stuff. I forgot the blurbage:

Megan Hazely hasn't taken a vacation in quite some time. Unfortunately, her first day off is spent being emotionally blackmailed by her mother to come home for a month. Not a big problem.

Ok. A huge problem, and then there's Aiden Blake, Megan's ex-boyfriend. The boy she loved has become a man. Time hasn't lessened the spark between them, a spark that should have died the day she hitchhiked out of her small town.

Just like old times, better than old times Megan begins to succumb and fall hard, again, for Aiden. This will not do. 
Now home, again, Megan must deal with the troubles she left behind twelve years ago, and somehow leave again with her heart intact.

A rock and a hard place has nothing on her.

RELEASE WEEKEND SALE: Priced at $0.99 until Sunday midnight.

Here's the tentative cover for How Much You Want To Bet? I still sort of miss the first one. Will see what I can do.