The year is almost over and I look back on the goals I set for myself. My plan was to complete six writing projects in 2014. I buckled down, afraid I wouldn't complete them before 2015 rolled over on the calendar. Well, I got them all done. In fact, I had them all done by April and so I added four more and went on to finish them even with life intervening. It has been an interesting and productive year and I have you to thank for it. Let me take this opportunity to thank my readers for your support in the past and your continued support in the coming years. Without your help, my career might not exist. So I appreciate both the help and encouragement you give me.
As Christmas, Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, and New Years celebrations begin, remember when you were a kid and wanted the must-have toy of the season?
For me the toy I had to have was called Mini-Brix. They were the precursor to Legos. I was about seven and I longed for them. You could build things with them just like you can with today's Legos. However, my father said it was a boy's toy and I was a girl. This was prior to the sexual revolution. On Christmas morning the mini-brik were not there. I got a doll and a tea set as all good little girls should want.
What is the toy you want today? If you could get your must-have toy, what would it be? You're never too old for the perfect holiday present. If I got to sit on Santa's lap and whisper in his ear what I want for Christmas, it wouldn't be a tangible toy, a coat or that one of my books makes the New York Times bestseller list (although I wouldn't refuse that). I want peace.
This is probably why I choose to write romance. There is always a happily-ever-after, and the characters remind me of Superman. They stand for truth and justice. So as the year comes to a close, let us all pray for our soldiers to come home safely, that the sons and daughters of our enemies lay down their weapons and return to their families, and for the world to work for peace.
Come January, I'll begin the year with new goals and a new book. Summer on Kendall Farm is the story of Jace and his son returning to their family home only to discover it's been sold for taxes. Kelly Ashton, a woman from the wrong side of the tracks, now owns the farm and her plans to make it a public showplace has sparks flying between the two over both the land and her flash of bright red hair. http://amzn.com/B00M6G8LV6
I have written thirty-four novels. This is my first Heartwarming novel and I am thrilled to be among such great authors and in the company of readers who loves these books. I hope you enjoy Summer on Kendall Farm. I sent a lot of time with Kendall Farm in my head before a story totally jelled.
The idea came with an explosion. It's all right. The explosion was in my brain and out of it came Ari, the young adopted son of hero Jace. It was the love between a father and son and the sacrifices Jace makes to give his son a better life. As parents, we make sacrifices for our children. It may not be getting better medical care since we live in a society that provides many outlets for children's heath. What we do is expose them to opportunities, music lessons, sports, play dates, or programs that will enhance them in the future or allow them to find their niche in life. We sacrifice our time for pursuing our own dreams to help them attain theirs. It may not appear as a sacrifice because we love our children and are happy to be there for them.
We'll drive for hours to get them to a meet, sit on hard bleachers all day to come home with ten minutes of video. We'll spend hundred of dollars on overpriced costumes for dances programs and recitals.
When it's all done and they are safely home and in bed, we go to our offices and write wonderful stories that stem from our own experiences, some of which are provided by those long sacrificial days with our children.
Until next time, keep reading.