Wednesday, February 29, 2012


Interview with Author, B.J. Scott

***B.J. will give a way a free copy of her book to one lucky commenter. Please leave your email address so I may get a hold of you!***

Please tell my readers a little bit about your book.

Faced with an abhorrent betrothal, Cailin Macmillan flees her father’s castle and quickly learns that a woman traveling alone in Medieval Scotland is an easy target for ruthless English soldiers. When Highland patriot Connor Fraser comes to her aid, his steadfast dedication to king and country is challenged by his overwhelming desire to protect Cailin—even if he must marry her to do so.

Accused of murdering one of her attackers and determined to rely on her own resourcefulness, Cailin dresses as a lad, intent on seeking refuge at the camp of Robert the Bruce. Can she elude an enemy from her past—a vindictive English lord bent on her utter demise—or will she fall prey to his carnal intent and be executed for a crime she did not commit?

Describe the genre of this particular title, and is the only genre you write in? 
Highland Legacy is a Scottish, Historical Romance. This is my preferred genre to read and write, but also write contemporary, romantic suspense, paranormal, time travel. 

When did you start writing toward publication? 
I have always loved to read and write down stories, but actually started in earnest about twelve years ago. I joined an online writing group, we wrote contemporary stories and posted them to the group…which at that time numbered around 150 members. I took some creative writing classes at the local college and attended several online workshops. I wrote a lot for a few years and then in 2003, I took a break when I met my husband and real life did not allow for the time needed to pen a book. Three years ago, I dusted off my old manuscripts and began to write again and have no intention of turning back ;)

Did you have several manuscripts finished before you sold? If so, did you send them out yourself?
I have several finished manuscripts, all of which are in serious need of revisions. When I finished Highland Legacy, I started sending it out to editors and agents.

Why have you become a published author? 
Why do any of us write? To share our love for the craft and our ideas and imagination with prospective readers. If my book can touch one person and brighten even a few hours of their life, then all the hard work and time is well worth it. 

What is your writing routine like?
Sporadic at best. I work full time, run a small home-based business, keep a household, and take care of a husband, four dogs and a cat. Somewhere in all that, I must make time to write. So I write when I can and where I can. I have been know to pull over at the side of the road to jot down and idea or have taken a notepad in the bathtub on many occasions. I do find mornings are when the muse is strongest, so find if possible, that is my best time to write.

What sort of promo do you do? Do you have help?
Promotion has turned into a full time job in itself. Way more work than I ever imagined. I guest on as many blogs as I can, have my own blog and website, and a page on Facebook. I have advertised on several popular blogs that specialize in book promotion or historical sites. I also have ads on several popular book review sites. Being with a small publisher, the bulk of the promo is left to the author.

Having achieved your goal to be a published author, what is the most rewarding thing? 

Getting emails from people who have read and loved the book is very rewarding.

The thrill of seeing our name on a book and knowing people are buying it. Making the Amazon best seller list for historical romance in Jan and continuing to maintaining that status through Feb has to be one of the most exciting parts of this so far.

Are you a member of any writing organizations and, if so, have they helped? 
I am now a PAN member of RWA, a member of Celtic Hearts Romance Writers, Savvy authors, Soul Mate Author’s Writing Group, World Romance Writers and several critique groups. All have been very supportive and the encouragement they show their fellow authors and aspiring authors is amazing.

Will you share some encouraging words for authors still struggling for that first contract?  
Write…write…write and never give up your dream. Even if you only write for the pure pleasure of it. If you get a rejection notice from an editor or agent…whom we all do, use that as a learning tool, take their advice and utilize it to hone your craft.

What’s next for you? 

I am currently working on a sequel to Highland Legacy that I hope to see published this summer. I am also working on another Scottish historical, a civil war based time travel/paranormal and a historical novella. All are in various stages at this time.


Faced with an abhorrent betrothal, Cailin Macmillan flees her father’s castle and quickly learns that a woman traveling alone in Medieval Scotland is an easy target for ruthless English soldiers. When Highland patriot Connor Fraser comes to her aid, his steadfast dedication to king and country is challenged by his overwhelming desire to protect Cailin—even if he must marry her to do so.

Accused of murdering one of her attackers and determined to rely on her own resourcefulness, Cailin dresses as a lad, intent on seeking refuge at the camp of Robert the Bruce. Can she elude an enemy from her past—a vindictive English lord bent on her utter demise—or will she fall prey to his carnal intent and be executed for a crime she did not commit?

A little bit about the author.
 With a passion for historical romance, history in general, and anything Celtic, B.J. always has an exciting work in progress. Each story offers a blend of romance, adventure, suspense, and, where appropriate, a dab of comic relief. Carefully researched historical facts are woven into each manuscript, providing a backdrop from which steamy romance, gripping plots, and vivid characters—dashing alpha heroes and resourceful, beguiling heroines you can’t help but admire—spring to life. A member of RWA, World Romance Writers, Celtic Hearts Romance Writers, and Savvy Authors, B.J. also writes contemporary, paranormal, time travel, and romantic suspense.

C.S. Lewis first captivated B. J.’s imagination in the fourth grade, and her desire to write sprang from there. Following a career in nursing and child and youth work, B.J. married her knight-in-shining-armor, and he whisked her away to his castle by the sea. In reality, they share their century-old home in a small Canadian town on the shore of Lake Erie with three dogs and a cat. When she is not working at her childcare job, on her small business, or writing, you will find her reading, camping, or antique hunting.

Dunkeld Scotland, 1306.

Duncan Macmillan’s nostrils flared, and his piercing blue eyes narrowed with anger. Judging by the rigidity of his stance, the bulge of his neck veins, and scowl of utter contempt, Cailin had pushed her father beyond his limits. Again.

They’d quarreled often, and each time, he cursed her wild spirit, and temerity, swore fairies stole his real child at birth and left a changeling in her place. An unyielding man, he ruled Clan Macmillan with an iron fist, and made no exceptions. Cailin experienced the force of his wrath on more than one occasion, and bore the physical and emotional scars.

He paced his chamber like a restless animal ready to pounce on its prey. “Laird MacMurray arrives on the morrow and expects to find a cheerful, willing bride. You’ll not embarrass me with your obstinacy!”

“Banish me, beat me, or throw me into the pit if you wish, but I will not marry a man I dinna love. Especially a vile, contemptible swine who is almost three times my age.” As the rebellious words left her lips, memories of past punishments flooded her mind, but she refused to concede to her father’s demands, regardless of the consequences.

“This alliance is important to the clan, and I’ve given my word.” He balled his fist and took a step in her direction.

Cailin crossed her arms over her chest and glared up at him in defiance. “The alliance does not interest you as much as the cattle, land, and chest of gold he has offered for my hand.” She took a slow, deep breath for courage, and continued. “My happiness is of no importance to you. Not as long as you can pad your coffers, and increase your holdings. I am nothing more to you than a pawn, property for sale to the highest bidder.”

His face flushed red as he stomped toward her with a hand raised in preparation to strike. “Insolent, ungrateful lass, I’ll teach you to speak to me with such disrespect. When I’m finished, you’ll rue the day you were born.”

“I have, for eighteen summers,” she snapped back in retaliation. The stinging backhand she received brought her to her knees.

“Husband, please.” Before he could deliver another blow, his wife, Catherine, stepped between them, and placed her hand on Duncan’s raised arm. “She’s your daughter, and you must show more compassion and understanding. I am sure once she has time to get accustomed to the idea, she will do your bidding. Won’t you?” She glanced over her shoulder, and gave Cailin a pleading look.

Duncan glared down at his wife. “She’s been a wee devil since birth, and it is about time she learned her place. Step out of my way, or you’ll learn your place as well.” He grasped Catherine by the shoulders, and briskly moved her aside.

Cailin slowly climbed to her feet, wiped the trickle of blood from her lower lip with the back of her hand. “Dinna fash yourself, Catherine, it is a private matter to be settled between my father and me. Not one so easily resolved. Mayhap you should go and rest.”

Only two years her senior, Catherine carried in her belly what Cailin prayed would be the son her father had always wanted. If he finally had a male heir, she’d be freed from the burden of blame, guilt, and obligation that had plagued her entire life.

Duncan’s body shook as he pointed his finger in his daughter’s direction. “Do you see what I mean? Even when someone tries to help her, she shows no appreciation. Not a day goes by I have not wished she had—”

“Go ahead, Father. Admit you wish me dead instead of my twin brother, and that you blame me for my mother’s death.” Toe to toe, she stood in front of him. She swallowed hard past the lump in her throat and fought back tears. “No matter what I accomplish, my efforts will never be good enough. If I could bring my mother back from the dead, I would gladly trade my life for hers. I wish I had been born a lad, and not a lass, but—”

“Aye, instead of a son, I’ve been cursed with a headstrong daughter who is the bane of my existence. I am surprised any man would ask to marry the likes of you. But on the morrow, you will wed Laird MacMurray.”

His cruel words cut straight to the core, but she’d not give him the satisfaction of knowing he’d wounded her again. “He marries because he needs a mother for his nine unruly bairns, and someone to bear him more. They say he killed his last wife when he found out she could no longer breed.” The thought of bedding Graham MacMurray made her skin crawl. “Mayhap he lusts after the land and wealth I shall inherit should anything happen to you. As your heir, I will be a wealthy woman in the event of your death.”

Would she ever know if a man wanted to marry her for love, or would she always wonder if greed motivated her suitors? Then again, if all men were like her father, prayed for sons, cared only for wealth and power, she’d rather take the vows and spend the rest of her life at a convent. She’d not be like her mother and marry out of obligation or duty to her clan. Nor would she risk bringing a daughter into this world, only to have her shunned by her father and bartered for with less regard than a hog or a steer. No, she’d not take Laird MacMurray as her husband. Mayhap, she’d never marry.

“Excuse me, my lord.” The door opened and a servant stepped into Duncan’s chamber.

Duncan spun around and scowled at the young man. “Ian, what is the meaning of this interruption?”

“For—forgive me, my lord, but a messenger comes from the Clan MacMurray. He bears a gift for lady Cailin.” With his head bowed and his eyes fixed on the floor, Ian moved in her direction and held out a small wooden box. “His laird has been unavoidably detained, and will not arrive for a week or more.”

“Nay!” Cailin threw her hands up in protest, shook her head, and backed away. “Tell him I dinna want his gift.”

Duncan snatched the box and opened the hinged lid. From a bed of lamb’s wool, he plucked a ruby and emerald encrusted brooch with the MacMurray Clan crest. After he’d carefully examined the pin, he thrust his hand forward. “You’ll not insult your betrothed by refusing his fine gift. This must be worth a fortune.”

“I dinna care if he is insulted. There will be no wedding. When I marry, it will be to a man I love.” She turned to face Ian. “Send the brooch back, and have the messenger inform his laird I’ll not be bought.”

Duncan pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head. “Love has nothing to do with marriage. The sooner you put aside these foolish notions the better.” He took a step closer, his hands fisted at his sides. “You will do as I say.”

“What should I tell the messenger?” Ian shrugged and glanced from Cailin to Duncan.

“Tell him my daughter thanks his laird for the fine gift and anxiously awaits his arrival. And while you’re below, tell Cook to send a tray to my solar. I’ll not be down to break my fast this morning.”

Using her father’s momentary distraction as an opportunity to put an end to their futile discussion, Cailin inched toward the door, turned on her heel, and fled his chambers.

“Damnation lass! We’re not finished with this matter. You’ll do as you’re told, or I’ll—”Duncan called after her, but she slammed the large oak door, muffling the rest of his tirade.

She raced down the long hallway. Surprised, and relieved, that he did not give chase, she paused at the top of the stairs. The daughter of one of Scotland’s most powerful lairds, she knew a day would come when he’d demand she marry, but she’d never believed he’d chose a man she found appalling in every way. Despite her lot in life, she’d always fantasized of a marriage based on passion, and mutual respect. She prayed nightly for a man who would adore her, and rescue her from a life of servitude and duty.

Devastatingly handsome, in a rugged sort of way, he’d have the finely honed body of a Norse god, the strength and bravado of a warrior, yet the kindness and gentle heart of a bard. “Be he rich or poor, warrior or poet, I will marry a man I love, or I’ll not wed at all. With that oath on her lips, she bolted down the stone steps.

Despite the whispers and wayward glances of the servants, Cailin didn’t stop running until she’d reached the bailey. Her only option was to run away. The thought of leaving her home and all she held dear, of venturing out into the world alone, frightened her, but she had no choice. Her father would never yield on this matter, and neither would she.

The messenger’s arrival provided the perfect opportunity to escape her father’s ire, but to get beyond the castle walls unchallenged could prove more difficult. If Duncan got wind of her intent, he’d lock her in her chamber until the dreadful day her betrothed arrived, but she had to try.

How can my readers buy your book? 

Readers can go to the publisher’s home page at _

Check out my book trailer at: http://youtube/Yz3IA4Lu464

You can find more information about BJ Scott and her book, Highland Legacy by

visiting her website, or

Wednesday, February 22, 2012


I must apologize for being so late in getting this done. I work at Subway and not only is it ANY $5 Footlong month, my Assistant Manager is having a baby and I am working her shift--and getting my butt kicked in the process. WHEW! I don't think I have ever wanted time to go by so quickly.... LOL. March will be here soon and things will be back to normal. I hope!

Meanwhile, back at the ranch.......

I have a WINNER to announce for Kendra James's book. And the winner is......

J. Coleman!!!!!

Congratulations! Be on the look out for an email from me and then from Kendra herself.

Friday, February 17, 2012

Author interview, KENDRA JAMES

Today I’m interviewing  Kendra James / Bev Irwin.Her book, WHEN HEARTS COLLIDE, is a Contemporary medical romance and was released December 7/2011.

***NOTE- Kendra is going to give away a FREE e-book copy of her book to one lucky commenter. You must leave your email address so I can get  a hold of you. ***** 

Please tell my readers a little bit about your book . 

Unjustly suspended from her nursing job, Molly Tanner is running away until she can clear her name. Driving along a lonely, twisting highway, she witnesses an accident. She stops to help the critically injured driver and his young daughter. A decision that changes her life forever.

Describe the genre of this particular title, and is the only genre you write in? 

WHEN HEARTS COLLIDE is a Contemporary, medical romance. I also like doing mystery and adventure, often adding a medical aspect. I write adult, youth and children’s books. I have a youth paranormal, GHOSTLY JUSTICE, and a women’s suspense, MISSING CLAYTON, coming out in 2012.

When did you start writing toward publication? 

When I was in grade two or three. I had a poem called Daffodils that was published somewhere. Over the years I had had poetry published in several anthologies or poem and short story collections.

Did you have several manuscripts finished before you sold? If so, did you send them out yourself?

Yes, I had several manuscripts and was sending them out and getting ‘good’ rejections, but that the agent didn’t love it enough to take it on.

Why have you become a published author?  

Hopefully to make money and be able to retire from my nursing job. I want the freedom to be able to travel.  I want to see the world and I can write wherever I go.

What is your writing routine like?

Mostly I get at the writing later in the day and the evening. On the days I work, I can’t get to the writing until later in the evening.

What sort of promo do you do? Do you have help?

I’m with a small publisher now and most of the promo I have to do myself. I do blogs, am learning more about Facebook and Twitter.

Having achieved your goal to be a published author, what is the most rewarding thing? 

Seeing the gorgeous cover of my book up on the Soul Mate Publishing website and on Amazon, and B & N. I’m waiting to hold a copy of it in my hand. I am also excited about my upcoming book releases with Black Opal Books. It was overwhelming after all the years of writing and getting “I like it but don’t love it” and to have my book to get final stages with Mills and Boon before being rejected (the hero wasn’t heroic enough due to having a broken leg) to getting  my first contract in September with Soul Mate Publishing. Then to have that followed with two contracts from Black Opal Books. One in October for my paranormal youth novel, GHOSTLY JUSTICE, in October, and another in December for my woman’s suspense, MISSING CLAYTON. Both of these will be out in 2012 and I am dying to hold the print copy in my hand.

Are you a member of any writing organizations and, if so, have they helped?

I belong to Savvy Authors. They are awesome and have very good writing courses, resources, support, and also have pitch opportunities. All three of my books were requested from pitches I made through Savvy Authors.

I often go to writing conferences like Book Passages, Bouchercon, Sleuthfest. They have great writing clinics with people like Donald Maass, Hallie Ephron, Dr Doug Lyle...

I also belong to a small critique group, Fine Lines.

Will you share some encouraging words for authors still struggling for that first contract? 

Keep at it! A friend of mine said it takes three things to get published. Luck, talent, and persistence and if you have any two, you will get published. See your book published and on the shelves, and don’t give up.

What’s next for you?

More books published. Hit the Bestseller list, LOL, books being sold in Walmart and Shopper’s Drug Mart.


If you witnessed an accident on a lonely stretch of highway, would you stop or continue on your way? For nurse Molly Tanner the choice is clear. Risking her own life, she pulls the seriously injured driver and his young daughter from the car. When Pearce begs her to pose as his wife to keep Gracie from foster care, memories of her unhappy childhood rush back. But can Molly keep up the charade without her own secrets being discovered and her heart from being shattered?


Award-winning author Bev Ir win lives in London, Ontario, with three assorted cats and a collie-cross, named Tiff. Her three children have flown the coup. As a registered nurse, she likes to add a touch of medical to her romance and mystery novels. She also writes YA, children's, and poetry. She prefers spending time in her garden, writing, reading, spending time in her garden and time with her granddaughter, Jasmine to being in the kitchen. For her romance novels, she writes under the pen name of Kendra James. Her debut novel, WHEN HEARTS COLLIDE came out in December 2011. Her YA paranormal novel GHOSTLY JUSTICE, her her women's suspense, MISSING CLAYTON, will be released by Black Opal Books in 2012.


     leather-wrapped steering wheel of her Cavalier, her grandmother’s favorite saying echoing in her head.

     Well, wasn’t that the truth. Fight or flight. Those were her two options. But was fleeing the right decision?

     The sun had set an hour before, and the cloudy sky overhead

hung like a mantle of coal. Molly tried to banish the fatigue descending on her. She should have stopped at that last motel, even if it did look like it would qualify for a five-star roach award. She could add that to her list of regrettable decisions.

     The highway, arrow-straight when it left Hillsborough, now twisted and turned like a corkscrew. Pine trees bordered the roadway, encroaching like shadowy ghosts. Scenes from horror movies with lonely highways sent a shiver down her spine. Why hadn’t she left while it was still light? Molly tried to suppress a yawn. Wake up girl, you need to stay alert.

     She flipped the air flow to maximum. Maybe the cool air would keep her going for a few more miles. She glanced in the rear-view mirror—no one else on the road, nothing to distract her, nothing but blacktop and an inky saw-toothed line of trees. She turned the radio up and listened to the lonesome country tunes.

     It wasn’t working. She switched to a rock station. “I’m not ready to make nice, I’m not ready to back down.” That was better. Just the way she felt. Molly sang along. Opening the window, she let the pine-scented breeze slap her awake.

     A car approached, its bright headlights flickering like fireflies between the thick trunks of the evergreens. At last, a sign of life, the first she’d seen in the past half hour. The lights came closer, causing the pavement to take on the appearance of a striped swamp snake. The roar of a high-powered engine amplified as the distance between them shrank. Thankfully, the high beams switched to low.

      Molly jerked herself alert. What’s wrong with you? He’s on his side of the road, and he isn’t speeding. Why did she have a sudden sense of apprehension? Calm down. The road’s wide enough to share.

     There was a flash of movement. A white-tailed deer darted across the highway fifty feet in front of her. Instinctively, she white-knuckled the steering wheel. Her foot eased off the gas, and the car slowed.

     At least something was going right. Her hands loosened their grip, and she settled back into the seat. A screech of tires broke into her thoughts. Her back stiffened and her heart rate spiked. She clutched the steering wheel again, but her palms were sweating and she had trouble maintaining her grip. The oncoming car veered towards her, its headlights hitting her full in the face, momentarily blinding her. Molly froze. 

      Oh God,no. Her breath wedged in her throat. There was nothing she could do. Her heart skipped several beats as she battered the brakes. Too late. She was heading straight for the car. She hunched forward, bracing for the inevitable crash.

     Unable to breathe, Molly watched as the sports car lurched to the left and hurtled away from her. Hands trembling, Molly relaxed her foot and eased the car to the side of the road. One car out of control was enough. She watched in horror as the Jaguar’s wheels caught the ridge where pavement met gravel. It freewheeled sideways. There was a thunderous crash. A mushroom cloud of sand and gravel littered the darkness, obliterating the car.

     Where was her cell phone? She fumbled through her purse.When would she learn to keep it on? The phone had migrated to the bottom corner of her canvas bag. Her fingers grasped the oblong object, and she flipped it open. Molly pressed the ‘on’ button. Only three numbers, why was she having trouble finding them?

      Seconds crawled as she waited for the screen to illuminate. She twisted in the seat. Like a theatre curtain drawn in reverse mode, gravel and dust sifted back to the ground. In

horizontal slices, the car inched into view. The hood and driver’s side were crunched into the base of a large pine tree. Her thumbs finally managed the number.

     “911. What is your emergency?”

     “There’s been a car accident...on Highway 57...about 15 minutes north of Arva. There’s someone in the car...he swerved to miss a deer...the car slid into a tree. Get an ambulance!”

How can my readers buy your book? 

Web site   

                  Soul Mate Publishing, Amazon and Barnes and Noble.


Readers can go to the publisher’s home page at

You can find more information about  and my book, WHEN HEARTS COLLIDE by

visiting my website,


My next two books, MISSING CLAYTON, a women’s suspense, and

GHOSTLY JUSTICE, a youth paranormal, will be coming out in 2012 with

Thursday, February 16, 2012

Totally HOT Thursdays

In honor of Black History Month, I an going to finish off February featuring some sexy black men.

Today's feature is someone I have watched on T.V. and in movies for a long time and I have always found him to be gorgeous.

Let me introduce you to:
Blair Underwood

BORN- August 25, 1964
PLACE- Tacoma, Washington
SPOUSE- Desiree DaCosta
PARENTS- Marilyn Ann, an Interior Designer and Frank E. Underwood, Sr., a United States Army Colonel.

As a result of his father's military career, Blair has lived on many bases in the USA and in Stuttgart, Germany. He attended school in Petersburg, Virginia and attended Carnegie Mellon School of Drama in Pittsburgh.

He began his film debut in 1985 in a movie called, Krush Groove. He is well know for his role in the 1998 film, Deep Impact. His T.V. appearance in 19985 on The Cosby Show landed him a short stint on the soap opera, One Life To Live, also in 1985, but he is best known for his role on L.A. Law, from 1987-1994. His film and T.V. career are extensive and he shows no signs of slowing down.

Blair has also been up for many, many awards winning some, but just being nominated in this industry is a wonderful thing in it's self. He has been nominated in the Golden Globes, the Grammy's (where he won) and the Image Awards.

in 1998, he co-founded Artists for a New South Africa, a non-proofit organization dedicated to the democracy and equality of South Africa. In 1993, he won the Humanitarian Award for the Los Angeles Chapter of Muscular Dystrophy Association. In 2003, along with Ashley Judd, he served as a spokesperson for YouthAids.

Blair took a DNA test from and found out that he is a descendant of the Babungo People from the Northwest Province of Cameroon.

                                                  I hope you have a great Thursday!  

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Valentine's Day

I want to wish you all a very Happy Valentine's Day! May love find you and may love stay by your side.

Here's a story about how this holiday came to be.

For as long as we can remember, Valentine's Day has been celebrated in the month of February all across the United States and in some other countries. People send flowers and buy cards and candy to show their partner how much they love them. But where did this holiday get it's start?

The story of it's patron saint has been shrouded in mystery. It contains both Christian and Ancient Roman traditions. But who is St. Valentine?

The Catholic Church recognizes three St. Valentines or St. Valentinus and all three are martyred. The first story speaks about St. Valentine who served as a Priest during third century in Rome. Emperor Claudius thought that single men made better soldiers than married men, so he outlawed marriage for young men. St. Valentine was outraged and continued to perform secret weddings for young lovers. Emperor Claudius found out and ordered that he be put to death.

It is said that St. Valentine helped imprisoned Christians escape harsh Roman rule and prisons where they were often tortured and beaten.  It is also said that he may have sent the first "valentine" himself. Some believe that he fell in love with a young maid, possibly the jailer's daughter when she would come to visit him during his confinement. Before he died, it is believed that he sent her a letter and signed it, "From your Valentine."  This expression is still used today. It is believed that Valentine's Day is celebrated in the middle of February to commemorate Saint Valentine's death which may have happened around A.D. 270

Regardless if the stories are true or false, they emphasize his his status as heroic and romantic. 

Thursday, February 9, 2012

Totally HOT Thursdays

The gentleman I am going to introduce you today, is of course, gorgeous and I think you will recognize him from a very popular show. When I looked him up and got his information, I was excited to see we shared a birthday which was yesterday, February 8th.

I would like to wish a belated Happy Birthday to:

Liam McIntyre!

Liam plays the lead role of Spartacus in the T.V. series of the same name. Let me give you a few stats about him.

BDAY- February 8, 1982
PLACE- He is from Adelaide Australia

There isn't a lot written about him. He started acting in 2007 in Australia. His first US role was in the HBO mini-series, The Pacific.

Thanks for stopping by and have a great Thirsday!

Saturday, February 4, 2012

Winner of the Heart of Romance contest

I am sorry I am just now getting this out. Please except my apologies. The first few days of February of been crazy.

I ran  a contest in January in hopes of getting new followers. If someone followed my blog, then I chose a winner and they would receive a $25 gift card to Barnes and Noble.

The winner is:
Mary Preston!

Thank you Mary for following along. Please email me at so that I may get your information.

New Winner of Susan Schreyer's book

I am choosing another winner for Susan's book, since the last winner has not yet gotten ahold of me.

The new winner is:

Renee Vincent!

Please email me at so that I can get your information. Thank you for stopping by and congratulations Renee!!!