You wouldn’t think I’d be such a little peacemaker when I’m such a brazen wench, but when I’m stuck between Miz Jenny and Eileen the Irish Shillelagh (think a big stick that whaps everybody upside the head, as opposed to an Irish Sheela Na Gig, which you really don’t want to know about) I end […]

Okay, I admit it. It started as a joke. I was at the Romantic Times Conference, and all I heard was that nothing was selling but erotica and paranormal. Well, I was in a mood(my family can tell you all about those. They cover everything from trying to shoot the TV during a particularly improbable […]

Eileen, of course, started everything.
I was in Reno at RWA National and ran into her which is always fun because Eileen does not have boring days. I’m not sure Eileen has days, she always seems to be passing in a blur on her way from somewhere fun, heading toward some place more fun. […]