Sunday Snippet from Surrender to the Sheriff

Taking a break from the usual recipe posts this week to share a little more of my current time travel romance, Surrender to the Sheriff.

Hope you enjoy it. This little snippet comes from early in Chapter Two.

Her slight form twisted in his arms in a half-hearted attempt to get him to release her. She might smell like a spring bouquet, but she was no wilting flower when it came to letting him know her mind. And he knew where her mind was at the moment—at that damn saloon.

"If I put you down, will you walk with me?"

Lilly’s hazel eyes met his, the gold flecks in the center catching the sunlight, her lips pursed into a rosebud.

"Of course I will," she said, and he knew she was lying.

"On second thought, I like you here in my arms." He held her close to his chest as he stepped from the street and onto the planked walkway, his boots heavy on the wood. With Doc’s office only a few buildings away, he had no intention of letting her go that easily. "It’s the only time I think you really listen to me."

Have a great week my friends!

A Monday Myth - Four days off to write!

Ah yes, the lure of four days off from the day job...what to do with all that time? Yes, I started out with good intentions.

First came Thanksgiving. All the cooking, cleaning, eating and drinking = no writing, all play. (It's a holiday, I feel NO guilt!)

Friday, I woke up with more good intentions to sit at the computer and get some words written on the WIP. I refuse to do the Black Friday thing and instead we stayed around the house, eating leftovers. More company for cake and coffee that night = no writing. (And I did order one thing online...so does that count as Black Friday shopping?)

Saturday, nail appointment (for some festive holiday color and sparkles!) and dinner reservations with family in the early evening = more drinking, more eating and more laughing...but no writing.

Sunday arrived and the lure of the stores and some sales finally called to me. First we went out to breakfast then we hit a few stores, restocked the refrigerator after being full of Thanksgiving fixings, bought a few Christmas gifts on the list and even bought a coat for the new puppy! I enlisted son #2 to sit and watch a romance (While You Were Sleeping) for an online plotting class I'm currently enrolled in. And yes, you guessed it - none of that equaled any time to write.

Last year, the lack of writing for the last four days would have made me sad, would have given me fits of guilt.

This year, I've embraced my lifestyle. I spent these few days surrounded by the family I love, enjoyed leisurely breakfasts and watching the Hallmark Channel Christmas movies. Not every day must be spent in pursuit of ONE goal. The goal of spending time with the family came first these last few days.

But...it's Monday morning and the pull of the WIP calls to me, so it's back to the 5:30am alarm for me.

Hope you enjoyed some time this Thanksgiving weekend doing what makes you happy!

Happy Scribbling my friends.

Six Sentence Sunday - Lilly meets the Sheriff

Since my last "Six Sentence Sunday" the previously untitled western time travel romance I'm working on has officially been named!

A few weeks ago we met the heroine, Lilly. Below is a glimpse of her meeting the hero of "Surrender to the Sheriff."

Enjoy and happy Sunday my friends!

Sam's fingers threaded through the hair at the base of her neck, hot goose bumps peppered her skin everywhere he touched. His lips left her mouth to glide along her jaw on the way to her ear.

"I can't do this without you," he whispered.

 By the time he released her with a heavy sigh, her legs wobbled beneath her.

Lillian reached up and traced the edge of his stubbled chin, searched his eyes and squelched the tiny stab of jealousy rushing through her chest for the real Lilly this man so obviously loved and planned to marry. Tall, dark and ruggedly handsome, Sheriff Sam Harden was everything Grandma Rose had portrayed him to be.

Until next time, happy reading.

 

Six Sentence Sunday - Untitled Western Time Travel

This week I've decided to join in the fun of the Six Sentence Sunday blog posts and give a taste of what I've got currently on the upcoming horizon.

This is from Chapter One of my untitled western time travel (which is rare for me - I ALWAYS start with a title!)
Maybe by next week when I post another six sentences I'll have a title to go with it.

Until then, I hope you enjoy meeting my heroine, Lillian Bennett.

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Lillian didn't share Rose's obsession for the run down ghost town. But, she loved Grandma Rose and was determined to honor her last wishes, even if it meant following the crazy rules of a ninety year old woman's will.

"Spend one night in Prosperity. Believe."

The usually stoic lawyer hadn't been able to hide his amusement when he announced her inheritance. "Your grandmother left you Prosperity, Lillian."

She could still remember the sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. Oh, how she wished for once prosperity meant money and not a bunch of run down buildings in the middle of nowhere.

Happy Sunday my friends!