Holiday wishes!

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Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays and New Year!

Another year is almost over. It’s been a crazy but good year for me. I’ll spend the next couple days with family, including tonight’s Christmas Eve Feast of the Seven Fishes. I write about this Italian tradition in Love’s Second Chance. For fun, I’ve included an excerpt. Enjoy!

Also, I’m blogging this week with The Violet Femmes. We’re doing a holiday romantic suspense round-robin called Glitter Girl. Stop by and read my part (part 4) and catch up with the earlier segments.

Glitter Girl – A Romantic Suspense Holiday Romance

Excerpt from “Love’s Second Chance”

“Does your family have a huge dinner like this every Christmas Eve,” Edward asked, leaning to the side so he could be heard over the noise.

“Yes. It’s a family tradition, going back as far as I can remember,” Kate replied.

“What exactly is the significance of the seven fish?”

“There are different views on its origin, but my grandmother once told me that the number seven stood for the number of Sacraments in the church. There’s baptism, penance, Holy Communion, confirmation, marriage, holy orders, and anointing of the sick.”

“What about the type of fish? Is that important?”

“I don’t think so. We usually have the same fish, though my parents try and mix up how the food is prepared. Plus, there are the side dishes that are often different. You’ve never experienced an Italian Christmas Eve dinner before?”

“Not that I can recall,” Edward said.

“Believe me when I say you would know if you had. I hope you’ve brought your appetite with you.”

He grasped her hand and pressed his lips to it. “I most certainly have.”

The smoldering look in his eyes told Kate that his appetite was for more than just food.


Happy thoughts on a dreary Monday

Things have been a blur since I returned from the NJ Romance Writers conference a couple weeks ago, which was hands down, the best one to date! Of course, that may have to do with my getting involved with the conference and co-chairing the published authors contest. It’s also due to the many wonderful friends I’ve met. This year, not only did I get the pleasure of handing out several awards to fabulously talented published authors, but I also got to cheer on three of my blog partners who were finalists in the unpublished writers contest. These fabulous ladies, Michele Mannon, Joanna Shupe, and Jenna Blue are talented ladies. Remember their names, because I expect to see their names in print soon!

I returned from the conference to learn my second story, Love’s Second Chance, won first place in the Indiana Golden Opportunity Contest with a request to see the full manuscript by the judging editor! Needless to say I’m completely thrilled. This is LSC’s second win in a contest this year.

Over the next few months, I’ll be sharing some of my memories from the NJRW conference, but in the meantime, here are a few pictures.

The Violet Femmes: Jenna Blue, Maria K. Alexander, Joanna Shupe, Michele Mannon, Jaye Marie Rome

Michele Mannon & Maria K. Alexander

Maria K. Alexander & Joanna Shupe

Maria K. Alexander & Diana Quincy

For everyone on the east coast who’s dealing with Hurricane Sandy, please be safe!!!



Snippet from “Love’s Second Chance”

Good morning! It’s a rainy and dreary Monday in NJ today, so I thought I’d attempt to brighten your day by posting a snippet of my second manuscript, Love’s Second Chance. This book finaled in the Write Stuff Contest, and while this snippet isn’t part of the entry, I think it shows some fun sexual tension between my hero and heroine. Hope you enjoy!

Also, I’m blogging this week with The Violet Femmes on Writing Contests. Stop by and comment for a chance to win a $20 Barnes & Noble Gift Card.

Excerpt from “Love’s Second Chance”

Before Edward could follow her father into the main restaurant area, Kate put a hand on his forearm.

“Are you sure you’re okay with this?”

“With helping you?”

“Yes. I don’t want you to read more into it than it is. I haven’t changed my mind about getting involved with you.”

He studied her face before lingering on her lips. Kate felt her nipples contract. He took a step closer to her and leaned down. For a moment she thought he was going to kiss her, and dammit if she didn’t want him to.

“I believe you’ve made your position crystal clear, luv. I can’t force you to feel an attraction you obviously don’t.” His gaze moved down to her breasts, which, despite her sweater, surely displayed her aroused state. With a crooked grin and a wink, he stepped aside and left her alone in the entranceway.

Kate blew out the breath she’d been holding. Damn if this wasn’t going to be a challenge.