Book Releases

Barely Breathing (A Colorado High Country Novel) — Look for the first book in my new Colorado High Country series on May 10! This new contemporary series is set in the small mountain community of Scarlet Springs and focuses on the lives and adventures of members of an alpine search and rescue team. It will be available in print and ebook, with audiobook coming sometime this fall.

Soul Deep out in audiobook! — Jack West, widower, rancher and former Army Ranger, gets his own love story in this special I-Team novella, which was picked by readers at Grave Tells as the Best Contemporary Romance of 2015. It will be out in audiobook any day now.

Seduction Game is out in paperback, (I-Team #7) — Holly and Nick’s story is out in all formats — ebook, audiobook, and paperback. Look for it in Wal-Mart, the Kroger chain of stores, Barnes & Noble, and your local bookseller.

Dead By Midnight: An I-Team Christmas is out! — The grand finale of the I-Team series finds all the couples you love brought together when terrorists attack holiday festivities at a historica hotel in downtown Denver. It’s bad news for the terrorists. They have no clue what they’ve done when they take Marc Hunter and his friends hostage. Featuring cameos by the men of New York Times bestselling author Kaylea Cross’s Hostage Rescue Team series. Available in ebook and paperback.

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I grew up in Colorado at the foot of the Rocky Mountains, then lived in Denmark and traveled throughout Europe before coming back to Colorado. I have two adult sons, whom I cherish. I started my writing career as a columnist and investigative reporter and eventually became the first woman editor of two different papers. Along the way, my team and I won numerous state and several national awards, including the National Journalism Award for Public Service. In 2011, I was awarded the Keeper of the Flame Lifetime Achievement Award for Journalism. Now I write historical romance and contemporary romantic suspense.


Seductive Musings

Tuesday, September 20, 2016


SLOW BURN is out!

Kindle US
Kindle UK
Kindle AU
Kindle CA
Smashwords (all formats, international) 
All Romance eBooks
Kobo: Coming soon!
Paperback: In about 10 days—we’re working hard!

We were up till 3 a.m. working to keep my promise to you that the book would be out on Sept. 20, and we did it. We’re still waiting for the book to go live on Barnes & Noble and Kobo, and I will update those links as soon as they’re available.

Thanks to all of you who were waiting early this morning and snapped the book up before I was even out of bed. Your support means so much! I hope you enjoy Lexi and Austin’s somewhat unconventional wedding and the week of craziness that leads up to it — followed by another HEA.

So what do I think you’ll love about this book? That’s easy: 1. Firefighter hero 2. Sexy, hot, funny 3. Lexi and Austin's wedding 4. The HEA.

Here’s the blurb from the back of the book:

Victoria Woodley is done with men. Fresh off a dating nightmare, she flies from her home in Chicago to Scarlet Springs to take part in her best friend’s wedding. Who picks her up at the airport? Eric Hawke. Of course. She made a fool of herself over him last time she was here. He’s cocky, charming, and sexy as sin. But the fact that she’s attracted to him is all the proof she needs that he’s bad news. She would ignore him if she could. But he’s the best man, and she’s the maid of honor. She can’t just tell him to jump in a lake—especially not when her lips are locked with his.

Eric isn’t looking for a relationship. Between running the firehouse and volunteering for the county’s search and rescue team, he has enough on his plate. He doesn’t need to get tangled up with a woman from the big city, especially one whose idea of roughing it is going without designer coffee. Yet from the moment he looks into Victoria’s big brown eyes, the attraction he feels is too strong to deny. Faster than he can imagine, the spark of desire that has smoldered between them since the first day they met will flare into full-blown passion. 

But can Eric convince Victoria to set aside her doubts and trust him with her heart before their time together runs out?

How about one last excerpt? Hey, it’s my party, and I can share if I want to.


Eric drove from his cabin to the inn fidgeting with his damned bow tie. He knew he hadn’t gotten it right, but then he’d never worn a bow tie before. He was into jeans and T-shirts, not Ralph Lauren. But if Lexi and Austin wanted to play Casino Royale and blow a bunch of money on food, booze, and gaming, he would dress up and go with them—and he wouldn’t complain.

He pulled into the inn’s long driveway, parking in the area reserved for family and friends, double checking to make sure the condom case was in his trouser pocket. Rose and Kendra sat together at a table on the back porch, the two of them bent over Rose’s tarot cards, a bottle of wine and two glasses sitting between them. They stopped talking when they saw him, smiles on their faces.

Rose wolf-whistled at him. “Victoria won’t be able to resist you.”

“Don’t you look pretty?” Kendra teased.

Bob opened the back door, rubbing a hand over his bare, hairy chest, a beer mug in his hand. “I thought the wedding was Saturday. Should I get dressed?”

“Hey, Bob.”

Bob pointed with his thumb. “They’re all waiting by the guest elevator.”

Eric walked through the house and out the door that led to the main entrance hall, and stared. “Damn. You lot clean up nice. Moretti, I almost don’t recognize you. Lexi, Britta, Win—you look gorgeous.”

Lexi was living up to her nickname—Sexy Lexi—her red hair in a fancy updo, her body sheathed in a short, silky dress of white with silver beading. Britta wore a dress of shimmering purple, her hair swept up in a twist, while Winona looked amazing in a long spaghetti strap dress of dark green satin, her shoulder-length dark hair pulled into a stylishly messy bun. But something was wrong.

Eric looked down at himself, then at Taylor, Moretti, and Belcourt. “Why is my tuxedo jacket white and yours are black? I’m not the bride.”

“Thank God.” Taylor shrugged. “Some kind of mix-up, I guess.”

“Where’s Victoria?”

“She texted to say she’ll be down in a minute,” Lexi said.

Eric made his way over to Taylor and gave him an update, keeping his voice low. “I called the head of security at the casino and explained our concerns. He told me that any man who accosted her would be escorted out. We’re supposed to check in when we get there. I’d like to do it without Vicki knowing.”

Taylor arched a brow. “So it’s Vicki now?”

Belcourt walked over. “Is Victoria in some kind of trouble? Does she have a stalker or something?”

Shit. He’d overheard.

“Or something,” Eric answered.

 But Moretti had heard Belcourt. “Vic has a stalker?”

“What about Vic?” Britta asked.

Lexi glared at Eric and Taylor. “Don’t say anything, okay? Just watch out for her. After what happened in Buena Vista, she wasn’t going to come tonight, but Eric and Austin changed her mind.”

Moretti’s gaze went hard. “Any man who tries to fuck with her is going to have to go through us.”

Winona looked out the window. “The limo’s here. Wow. It’s huge.”

Then the elevator car began to move, heading up.

For some reason, Lexi looked over at Eric, a little smile on her lips.

“Do you know something I don’t?” he asked.

She got a wide-eyed innocent look. “Me?”

The elevator was moving again, coming down this time. It reached the ground floor, the doors sliding open with a ding.

Victoria stepped out.

Eric’s heart knocked against his breastbone, and he stared. “Jesus.”

She was wearing it, that dress—the tiny black one he’d seen in her closet—and damned if she didn’t look good enough to eat.

“Wow.” That was Moretti.

From behind him, he heard Belcourt. “Hoka hey.”

The dress wasn’t low cut, and it wasn’t any shorter than Lexi’s or Britta’s. It even had long sleeves. It just wasn’t really there.

Made of whisper-light translucent fabric scattered with black beading, it looked as if it were painted on, a sheer, shimmering second skin. He could see her belly button, the curve of her hips, the dark line of her cleavage. The beading was dense enough over her breasts and those lovely female parts between her legs to conceal them from view, but his mind was happy to fill in the blanks.

“You are beautiful.” He held out a hand to her.

“Thanks. You look pretty amazing yourself.”

It was only then he noticed the loose curls in her hair, the strappy three-inch heels on her feet, and the vulnerability in her eyes.

“That looks so good on you. I love it!” Lexi motioned with her finger for Victoria to turn around. “I want to see the back.”

Victoria did a slow turn, and Eric felt the ground shift beneath his feet. The back was very low cut, exposing silky skin, thick beading hiding her amazing ass.

God in heaven.

She frowned at him. “What’s wrong with your tie?”

Eric had forgotten he was even wearing a tie. “I’m not very good with these.”

“I emailed instructions,” Lexi said.

“Obviously, I didn’t read them.”

While Victoria re-tied Eric’s tie, the others walked out to the limo. “I thought firemen were supposed to be good with knots.”

“I’m better with hoses.”

“Is that supposed to be sexy?” She pretended his lame joke hadn’t almost made her laugh, a smile tugging at her glossy lips.

He shrugged. “Those hoses are big and hard and tough to handle.”

“Speaking of tough to handle, I want to show you something.” She stepped out of the view of the open door, Eric helpless to do anything but follow.

Then she lifted the gown to reveal …

No panties.

“Holy shit.” The breath left his lungs, blood rushing straight to his groin.

How in God’s name was he supposed to survive the next few hours?

~ ~ ~

So there you are. I hope you enjoy the story. There is so much family history in the outdoors portions of this book that my younger son Benjamin was laughing his butt off while he was reading it.

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I’m thinking Jesse Moretti’s book is next. Some things happened to him in this story that make him good hero fodder for the next book. I hope you’ll be as excited about his books as I am.

Thanks for reading and following along!

Copyright (c) 2016 Pamela Clare

Sunday, September 18, 2016

ONE DAY till SLOW BURN is out!

Only one day till Hawke and Victoria’s story is out! Here’s the blurb from the back of the Slow Burn:

Victoria Woodley is done with men. Fresh off a dating nightmare, she flies from her home in Chicago to Scarlet Springs to take part in her best friend’s wedding. Who picks her up at the airport? Eric Hawke. Of course. She made a fool of herself over him last time she was here. He’s cocky, charming, and sexy as sin. But the fact that she’s attracted to him is all the proof she needs that he’s bad news. She would ignore him if she could. But he’s the best man, and she’s the maid of honor. She can’t just tell him to jump in a lake—especially not when her lips are locked with his.

Eric isn’t looking for a relationship. Between running the firehouse and volunteering for the county’s search and rescue team, he has enough on his plate. He doesn’t need to get tangled up with a woman from the big city, especially one whose idea of roughing it is going without designer coffee. Yet from the moment he looks into Victoria’s big brown eyes, the attraction he feels is too strong to deny. Faster than he can imagine, the spark of desire that has smoldered between them since the first day they met will flare into full-blown passion.

But can Eric convince Victoria to set aside her doubts and trust him with her heart before their time together runs out?

You can read the first two chapters on my website. Just click here.

Why did I choose to write about Hawke when I had a rescue team full of hunks to pick from? Easy. Because the moment readers finished Barely Breathing, they wrote to me to ask, “When are you writing Hawke’s story?” Also, I kind of had a crush on him.

I was fortunate enough to be able to spend a day with the fire chief of a local rural firehouse, who filled my head with so much information and so many amazing (and nutty) stories that I’m considering doing a spinoff series featuring firefighters.

The ebook for Slow Burn will be available Tuesday (9/20), while the print edition will take another week or so. It takes longer to create an actual physical product than it does to transform a Word document into an ebook. I’m not trying to make print readers wait.

I’ll be doing giveaways from my Facebook page and via my newsletter on Tuesday — signed print copies of Barely Breathing, salt water taffy from the original Taffy Shop in Estes Park, and Amazon gift cards.

If you haven’t signed up for my newsletter, you can join here. Enter your email address, then be sure to check your spam folder or Inbox for a confirmation email. I never share emails, and I don’t send out newsletters unless there’s news. You won’t get spammed.

But now to answer a question some of you have had: Why would an author of angsty, high-octane romantic suspense (the I-Team series) write straight contemporary romance?

The idea for the Colorado High Country series came to be back in 2013 when I was trying to decide what direction I wanted to go with self-publishing. I had self-published a few older historical romances that had gone out of print after my first New York Publisher went out of business. I had also published a couple of novellas related to my popular I-Team series. But I wanted to try something new.

Where to start? Well, there’s no place like home—especially when your home is Colorado.

I grew up in Boulder, Colorado, right up against the mountains and went on my first hike in the foothills before the age of 3. Weekends at our house were spent hiking, bouldering, skiing, rock climbing or trekking up one of the state’s many fourteeners—peaks that reach heights of at least 14,000 feet. Colorado has more fourteeners than any other state in the contiguous 48, something we take pride in and which keeps us busy on weekends.

My father taught rock climbing and mountaineering, even doing the first ascent of a few crags in Boulder Canyon. I have memories of my dad doing fingertip pull-ups and organizing his climbing gear—ropes, carabiners, pitons—on the floor of our living room. My brother followed in his footsteps. He learned to climb rock and ice and went on to summit Aconcagua, the highest mountain in the Western Hemisphere.

My contribution to climbing history was less admirable. I fell 40 feet down the side of Mt. Ida in Rocky Mountain National Park while on a five-day backpacking trip and had to be taken by helicopter to a trauma center. A ranger hiking in the backcountry came across my father and me, assessed my injuries, and called for a helicopter rescue.

That’s not exactly climbing glory. But it’s where the Colorado High Country series gets its inspiration—with an all-volunteer mountain rescue team.

We have several teams like this scattered across our state. Their members are highly trained men and women who do everything from rescuing injured climbers to finding lost children to helping people who’ve gotten stuck on a rock get safely down. They don’t charge for their services. They simply save lives.

My fictional Rocky Mountain Search & Rescue Team is headquartered in Scarlet Springs, a small, quirky mountain town with a colorful history and an even more colorful population. Scarlet is based loosely on Nederland, home of brewpubs and Frozen Dead Guy Days. It’s the perfect setting for these bigger-than-life heroes and heroines to meet, have adventures together, and fall passionately in love.

Have I mentioned that the series is hot? These are men and women who love adrenaline and who live big. In the bedroom, they’re just as adventurous. After all, if your idea of a good time is climbing 700-foot rock walls, you’re not going to be satisfied with a few sweet kisses and a little polite sex in the bedroom.

The Colorado High Country series gives me a chance to share the place where I grew up with all of you. No, these stories aren't angsty like the I-Team books, but they are sexy and emotionally “real.”
Do I plan to write more romantic suspense? Yes, absolutely, I do. But I want to get this series out of my brain and launched first. I hope you enjoy the stories.

If you haven’t read the first book in the series, there’s still time to get caught up.

Okay, Tuesday, come on! I can’t wait to share Hawke and Victoria’s story with you all.

Wednesday, August 31, 2016

SLOW BURN cover reveal!

No, I haven’t been abducted by aliens. I’m still here. But as you can see, I’ve been busy.

I spent the month of June doing research for my next book, then got down to business in July. I’ve spent every day of August writing, and I’m now down to the last few chapters.

Slow Burn, the next book in my contemporary Colorado High Country series, will be out on Sept. 20 from all ebook vendors. I will be out in print about a week later (due to the longer process involved in getting a book into print format and creating physical copies).

The book tells the story of Eric Hawke, the chief of Scarlet Springs’ small rural fire/EMS department and a member of the Rocky Mountain Search & Rescue Team. We met him in Barely Breathing as Austin Taylor’s best friend. Now he’s getting his own story.

Victoria Woodley is the heroine in this story. If you’ve read Barely Breathing, you know that she and Eric don’t get off to a very good start. There’s that little moment where Vic, not knowing who he really is, leans in and says, “Firemen are my favorite color.” This becomes pretty embarrassing for her.

Set about a year after the end of Barely Breathing, it picks up the week before Lexi and Austin’s wedding. Vic has flown out to join the rest of the bridal party — bride, groom, bridesmaids, and groomsmen — for a week of Colorado adventures. Fresh off a dating nightmare, she has given up men. She doesn’t expect to spend much time with Eric, but things turn out differently than she might have imagined.

Everyone is on vacation in this book, so there’s not as much rescue action or firefighting/EMS work as there might ave been. Lexi and Austin take their friends boating and horseback riding at the Cimarron (mentioned in the I-Team series in Skin Deep, Striking Distance, and Soul Deep). They also take them whitewater rafting and spend an evening glammed up at a casino in Central City. It’s all a long party to celebrate their upcoming wedding.

Amid the pre-wedding festivities, Eric and Victoria are forced to confront their combustible attraction for one another and just about burn the town down.

I don’t have a finished back blurb for you yet, but I can share an excerpt.

Here's a sneak peek at Slow Burn. Enjoy!

~ ~ ~

Eric stood on the deck in his swim trunks and flip flops, counting and inspecting floatation vests to make certain there would be one for everybody. “Did you say Sasha is coming, too?”

Sasha Dillon was the youngest member of the Team at twenty-three. She was also a world-champion rock climber whose success enabled her to live off sponsorships. Petite with a delicate face and long, blond hair, she attracted men by the dozens. Those who didn’t recognize her thought they’d found a new belay slave or a little woman they could impress—until she roped in and made them look like amateurs.

Taylor dumped ice into a large cooler, covering cans of soda and bottled water. “Sasha, Lexi, Britta, Vic, you, me, Moretti. That’s seven.”

“Did you have to count that on your fingers?”

Taylor laughed. “Hey, at least I can count.”

Eric couldn’t resist. “Hey, Moretti, can this old tub handle seven people?”

You could call Moretti names to his face, but no one insulted his boat.

Moretti’s head popped up from below the helm where he’d been tinkering all morning. “Fuck you, Hawke.”

“You wish.” Eric grinned.

That had been too easy.

One of the newer members of the Team, Jesse Moretti had served as an Army Ranger and had seen combat in both Afghanistan and Iraq. He’d come to Colorado from Louisiana on vacation, discovered rock climbing, and hadn’t looked back. Still, he missed fishing and boating the Gulf, so he’d thrown down a bundle for a fancy speed boat.

“They’re here.” Taylor waved, a big grin on his face.

Yeah, the guy had completely lost it over Lexi, and Eric was happy for him. Sure, Eric had had the hots for Lexi, too. He’d been the first one to notice her in junior high, but he’d been too damned shy to say anything to her. Taylor had been state ski champion in high school and had had more confidence than Eric. When she’d first come back to Scarlet, Eric had thought he might connect with her, but, nah, man. She and Taylor had gotten back together in a matter of days. Anyone could see they were made for each other. They’d been each other’s first serious relationship and first lover, and now they were finally getting hitched. It was the perfect happy ending, and it couldn’t have happened to better people.

Lexi led her flock of friends toward the pier, the lot of them wearing cover-ups over swimsuits, except for Sasha, who wore a bikini over her slender body as if it were street clothes.

“Hey!” Lexi called to them. “Sorry we’re late.”

“We were about to leave without you.” Taylor joked.

He met them at the stern and helped the women aboard, first Lexi, then Vic and Britta, while Sasha climbed onto the starboard gunwale and stuck her wakeboard in the rack before hopping into the boat, a sunny smile on her face.

 “Vamanos!” she called to Moretti. “Let’s go.”

Lexi introduced Victoria to Moretti. “Vic, this is Jesse Moretti. He’s with the Team. He’s also one of Austin’s groomsmen. Jesse, this is my best friend and maid of honor, Victoria. She and I were roomies in college.”

Moretti looked at Victoria as if she were lunch, puffing out his hairy pecs. “Have you ever been on a boat?”

The big idiot.

She nodded. “My brother owns a boat, and he takes me out sometimes.”

“What kind of lakes do you have around Chicago?”

Dear God. Had he really just asked that question?


A smile tugged at her lips. “Oh, lakes like Lake Michigan.”

“Right. Yeah, I knew that.”

Sure you did.

“Have you gone boating on a real lake?” Victoria fired back. “Not that there’s anything wrong with this one. It’s cute.”

Was she flirting with Moretti? And, hey, was she dissing the reservoir? Okay, so it was manmade and wasn’t very big, but not everything could be a Great Lake.

Moretti grinned. “I grew up in a house two miles from Louisiana’s Gulf Coast. Does that count?”

Irritated, Eric walked over to the starboard side and reached for the stern line. “Are we going to get out on the water, or are you going to stand there talking?”

They got down to the business of unmooring the boat, Eric and Austin handling the lines, while Moretti started the motor and maneuvered the boat into open water.

Sasha walked up to Moretti. “This is a speed boat, right?”

“You want speed?” He opened the throttle, and they were off.

Wind hit Eric full in the face, clearing his mind, easing his irritation. What did he care if Victoria and Moretti connected? It’s not like he had any claim on her. She wasn’t really his type anyway. He was attracted to sporty women, women who didn’t waste time on makeup and clothes, women who….

Lust hit him square in the chest, derailing his train of thought.

Victoria had taken off the short white dress she’d worn as a cover-up and was making her way toward him in a black bikini, her hair blowing in the wind.

Holy hell.

He’d known she had a knock-out body, but … damn. His gaze moved from the swells of her full breasts to her narrow waist to the curve of her hips and her gently rounded belly. He wanted to touch every sweet inch of her, kiss every inch, taste …

She turned and bent down to grab a can of soda, her luscious, round ass barely covered by the fabric of her bikini.

X-rated images flashed through his mind—her bent over just like that, his hands on her hips—

“You might want to close your mouth,” Britta whispered in his ear.

Eric snapped his jaw shut.

Okay, so he’d been staring and thinking things he shouldn’t think. But, Jesus, who could blame him?

Mark your calendars for Sept. 20, and get ready for another mountain adventure. If you haven’t tried the series, there’s still time to read Barely Breathing, though both books stand alone.

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Just FYI: This isn’t romantic suspense like the I-Team series. It’s straight contemporary romance. That was confusing for some readers, though I tried to be very clear about it.

(c) Copyright 2016 Pamela Clare

Sunday, June 19, 2016

Catching up: Roses, kitties, and what’s next from Scarlet Springs

Let’s see. What has happened since my last blog post?

Barely Breathing received a lot of accolades from people who made the transition with me from romantic suspense to contemporary. That was exciting and a lot of fun. So many of you shared messages and posts about Lexi and Austin’s story and the people of Scarlet. 

In fact, we have a Scarlet Springs Readers Group on Facebook because so many people wanted to talk about the story and the series when they’d finished reading it. They’ve gotten the inside scoop on the series, along with photos of the area.

My revamped website debuted. I love it. Check it out! 

In the meantime, Willy, our male American long hair, turned one and got his first lion shave. Happy Birthday, Willy Kitty!  

The 22 rosebushes in my garden exploded in an unbelievable profusion of blooms—or best high bloom yet. If you follow me on Facebook, you’ve gotten to see the photos. None of them really do the amazing beauty of it justice. Cars slow down when they drive by. People stop and tell us how beautiful the flowers are. 

After 18 years of cramming stuff, I cleaned out my closet, a heroic effort taking many days. I filled our recycling bin and the trash. And I donated a ton of clothes. I also cleaned my office, a no less heroic undertaking though it took only one day. 

My older grandkids finished school and started summer vacation. They’ve been swimming, gone horseback riding, been to the zoo, and had an art day here at my house. Oliver, the baby, turned 10 months old. 

Benjamin went back to work as a park ranger after his time away in France. He saw a rattlesnake on a trail for the first time, while my brother saw pronghorn antalope, bison, and coyotes. My other brother went with his younger son to Europe for a quick tour of places in Germany, Switzerland, and Italy.

We started getting fresh organic produce from the CSA farm up the road where we have a share this year. The strawberries are unbelievably delicious! 

And for almost all of that time, I had bronchitis. Go me! 

I got sick the day Barely Breathing came out, and that’s how I spent the next month—barely breathing. I will not be using any titles about hearts stopping any time soon, I promise you that.

BUT I am finally well again. Hurray! 

I am now at work on the research for the next book in the Colorado High Country series, which I’ll be starting very soon. It will tell Eric Hawke and Vic’s story. Hawke jumped off the page in Barely Breathing both for me as the author and for many readers. His adventures with Vic should be fun — and very hot. (Good thing he’s a firefighter.)

What you see in the photo below is the real Scarlet Springs, a small mountain town above my hometown of Boulder called Nederland. I basically took over the town, renamed it, and put it in my book. You can see the snow-covered Indian Peaks in the background, though their summits are hidden by clouds. The lake is actually Barker Reservoir, not a lake. 

For Barely Breathing, I had to research search and rescue operations. I knew a lot about climbing already, of course, because I grew up with a dad who taught both rock climbing and mountaineering (alpine climbing). Weekends involved hiking in the mountains, watching my father practice rappelling or bouldering, and climbing over piles of gear in the living room. I grew up knowing a piton from a carabiner from a cam. But as familiar with climbing as I am, I had no idea how you’d go about rescuing a fallen climber who was still on belay, for example.

For Hawke’s book, I need to research how small, rural fire stations work. He is, after all, the chief of Scarlet’s fire department. Fortunately, the chief of Nederland’s fire department has been extremely open to talking with me and spent the better part of a day discussing the unique position his station occupies in the spectrum of firefighting.

Yes, I spent a day with firemen. Oh, the sacrifices I make!

I think I left the station with 20 pages of single-spaced hand-written notes on college ruled paper. The chief also gave me a couple of big textbooks to read that are all about fighting fire in wildlands and in structures. As to how I accidentally walked through the locker room area when the firefighters were changing into their turnout gear, or bunker gear as they call it — well, that’s another story. Let’s just say I got lost and leave it at that.

I hope to have Eric and VicTORIA’s book out to you by the end of August or early September at the latest. I don’t have a title yet. But it will not involve metaphors involving major biofunctions. I can assure you of that.

If you haven’t yet read Barely Breathing, you can find it in ebook for Kindle, iBooks, Nook, Kobo, All Romance eBooks, and Smashwords as well as in print through Amazon or by order from your local bookstore. We’re hoping to get it out in audiobook by the fall. (Fingers crossed that Dead By Midnight, the I-Team grand finale, will be out in audiobook by Christmas!)

I hope everyone is keeping cool and having a safe and fun summer. I know there’s dangerous heat in the West, along with wildfires. We’ve got a lot of smoke in the air here, and temps today are supposed to hit 97. (This is why I prefer snow.)

Watch here or on Facebook for details on Eric and Vic’s story and audiobook news. Also, stay tuned for a makeover of this blog.

Friday, May 20, 2016

BARELY BREATHING is out in paperback!

Barely Breathing, the first book in my new straight contemporary romance series, is finally out in paperback! Click here to order your copy off Amazon.

Thanks to all of you who gave the book—which is a new subgenre for me—such a warm welcome. The story has a 4.8 average on Amazon after 55 reviews and a 4.29 rating on Goodreads after 197 reviews.

Our Scarlet Springs Facebook discussion group is alive with conversation about Lexi and Austin’s story and the other people of Scarlet Springs. Please join us when you’ve finished the book.

A not-so-funny thing happened the day the book came out. I was slammed with a seriously awful case of bronchitis that triggered my latent asthma, and I’ve been sick as a dog ever since. More than a week has gone by, and I’m still nowhere close to well, despite loads of steroids and nebulizer treatments and antibiotics.

Still, I find it kind of ironic that this happened the day I release a book titled Barely Breathing. As a result, I think I will never put out titles like, “My Heart Stopped,” or “Lost My Head,” “Gimme a Coronary” or “Crashed Into You,” and such.

At any rate, my being so sick delayed the print release by a few days. Sorry about that!

In addition to ordering it from Amazon, print readers can order the paperback directly from CreateSpace, or take the ISBN to their favorite bookstore and ask the bookseller to order it for them.

Print ISBN: 978-0-9903771-6-0

Barely Breathing is still available for iBooksKindle, Nook, Kobo, and in all ebook formats via Smashwords.

Watch for a print giveaway on Goodreads to celebrate the print release!

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Favorite Writing Quotes

"I am an artist. I am here to live out loud."
—Emile Zola

"I am tomorrow, or some future day, what I establish today. I am today what I established yesterday or some previous day."
—James Joyce

"Let other pens dwell on guilt and misery."
—Jane Austen

"Writers are those for whom writing is more difficult that it is for others."
—Ernest Hemingway

"When I write, I feel like an armless, legless man with a crayon in his mouth."
—Kurt Vonnegut

"The ability of writers to imagine what is not the self, to familiarize the strange and mystify the familiar is the test of their power."
—Toni Morrison

"No tears in the author, no tears in the reader."
—Robert Frost.

"I'm a writer. I give the truth scope."
—the character of Chaucer in
A Knight's Tale