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Christmas Overload in November

I’ll be the first to admit, I’m ready to decorate. It’s sort of like ¬†Brussel sprouts…you love ’em or hate ’em. November is either reserved for Autumn, or a springboard for Christmas. I have so many decorations, I usually begin decorating the second week of November. And because I want it all down on December 27th, I try to milk it as long as I can. I have a group of mixed feelings from my kids. My daughter refuses to listen to my ‘Jingle Bells’ in the car, stuffing headphones in her ears. And when I watch a Christmas movie in the kitchen while cooking, she gives me a ‘what for’.

So with all that in mind, I’m clearly an early Christmas celebrator. Although while doing a week of fundraiser things and having on the Hallmark channel every minute of it, I’m sort of sick of seeing the snow and going along with the characters to pick out a tree. And I don’t want to be sick of it. I’m taking a slight break so I can smell the coffee beans and resume my ho-ho-ho in the few weeks to come.

And so a small rant before I turn the channel…why do all the guys have to have the name Nick and all the girls carry the name Holly. Really? Seriously, 4 out of 5 movies have this setup. And you can guess that any guy that shows up during the first 15 minutes of the movie isn’t the one who’ll be ending it. This guy is the one who turns out to be a schmuck by not being there for the girl, not understanding her, or choosing their career over love. It’s so obvious. Yet I still stay tuned. It’s mindless entertainment. It’s chicken noodle soup for the Christmas soul. One bowl in which I need to take a little break from!

Have a great week everyone!!

 

 

 

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Dear Hallmark,

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I love you…I really do. But…..this weekend was a little too soon to begin the Christmas marathon. It makes me think the holiday is just around the corner, when in fact Halloween is!!! Yes, that’s right. We have yet to take our turn around the ol’neighborhood, dressed up as super heroes and types of food. It was 80 degrees today in my neck of the woods, for goodness sakes. Your movies, although I can watch them till my eyes cross, need to wait just a few more weeks. Until Thanksgiving, at least. That’s when I get the spirit stirring in my bones. Not now while my scarecrow is standing proud on my porch and the mums are smiling in the last warm days the forecast has to offer. I try to think back and remember–did everything move with the speed of light when I was younger? Were we shopping for Valentines on the heels of the New Year? Doing a warm-up to black Friday in the dead heat of July? I wonder…when did we begin to hurry everything up? Unless you’re a thirteen year old girl, counting the days down until you’re sixteen and can drive…aren’t we supposed to be relaxing and taking it all in? Slowing down the aging process…stopping Father Time as best we can–why can’t we start it with the holiday rush? And slow this train down a little. ūüôā

Sincerely,

A true-blue fan, who will probably watch even though it feels too soon.

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Cover Reveal for WAKING AMY

weekendIt’s here, it’s here, it’s really here! I have a cover for my first book,¬†WAKING AMY.¬†I’m pleased as punch to¬†introduce you to it. Tell me if you like it:)

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It’s been a long time coming for sure! A couple years to be exact. It’s amazing…you write and write, re-write, and agonize monthly about plot changes, then you finally see the result everyone else will at first glance. This is Amy! Just to give you a quick snippet of her…

Amy is married to Wesley. They have an okay marriage. Nothing wild, nothing too dull. She spent most of her high school days crushing over this guy. So five years into their marriage, Amy sees he’s been a bit distracted. She’s midway into thinking of ways¬†she can kick it up a notch when she goes home after work and finds a note that he’s leaving her…leaving the marriage. He wishes her the best but he can’t go on living the way they do. Amy is crushed to say the least. But Wesley doesn’t get too far. He wrecks a few miles out of town. The hospital calls and informs her he’s in a coma. And oddly enough Amy sees this as a God-send that she has one more chance to get it right…to channel the girl he won’t leave when he awakes. After all, she she’s the one who always shrugs off dinner with their¬†friends and would rather stay at home watching Hallmark movies in her p.j.’s. And let’s not get into the fact she only wears cardigans and flats; black and gray to be exact.

On the journey of transforming herself, she¬†encounters Dr. Mark Reilly; he’s¬†Wesley’s neurologist. He’s also a¬†complete Casanova and monogamously-challenged—definitely not a guy who wants to snuggle in bed eating Rocky Road and doing crossword puzzles with you. He can’t even remember the name of the girl he went out with last weekend. But with¬†Mark’s help and advice on what it takes to be irresistible, Amy hopes her marriage can be saved.¬†Now if she could only stop staring at¬†the good doctor¬†and imagining he’s the one she’s wearing new skirts and makeup for.

The verdict is still out…who will awaken first? Amy or Wesley?

P.S. This is book one in the Amy Series.