Melinda is already having a crappy Christmas. Forced to attend some snotty bitch's wedding is not the way to start out the holidays. But when a car crash pushes her into the path of a handsome stranger she's glad to follow his snowy, sexy and seductive path. But is he too good to be true? And will she make it to the wedding before her best friend loses her mind with worry?
Have you ever sat down, read something all in one sitting and been like That was just what I needed? Well, that's what this cute novella did for me.
I was reading through some old blog posts and I came across the one I wrote when I finished To Love Twice. In it I described the emotions I was feeling, calling them a "kaleidescope" of emotions. It struck me because I do not recall having those same emotions when I finished writing Back to December. In fact, all I felt was relief and a giddy sense of "Thank God it's not my problem anymore" as I hit send and sent it off to my beta readers. All this gets me wondering about the emotions we go through as writers.
Sydney Durand had finally achieved the perfect life she had always wanted. After a whirlwind romance with a charming Frenchman, she endured the three weddings it required to satisfy the members of the newly formed Bennett-Durand clan. All she had left to do was stroll into the sunset with Louis to enjoy their long-awaited happily ever after.
I'm sure you've had this happen to you before: you wake up on Monday morning with a long list of items to accomplish and by the end of the day, not one of those items has seen the light of day, let alone been accomplished. For the past three months, that has been my life.
It all started with pregnancy-induced carpal tunnel and ended with a newborn baby. Little V was born on January 10th. 6 pounds 2 ounces and 18.25 inches long. She's wonderful and we love her to pieces...but life with a newborn is anything but easy (as most of you know!).
I read 43 books in 2014 - and they were a very eclectic group of books. I can say there was only one in the group of 43 that I disliked immensely and I probably won't pick up another book by that author ever. The other 42 kept me entertained and I'm glad I decided to read them. Some of them I read in hours, some took a little longer, but overall I can say I enjoyed 42 of the 43 books I read this year. It was very hard to pinpoint my top five, but here they are - in no particular order.
Top Five Books of 2014
Happy New Year and Welcome to 2015! My wish for all of you is that 2015 is YOUR year and that it delivers everything your heart desires!!
2014 was a Roller Coaster of a year and 2015 promises to be much the same. A new baby will be making her appearance sometime this month and I have at least one (but I hope two!) books to publish this year.
Looking back at 2014, all I can say is: It's Been A Roller Coaster!
It started with finishing Back to December and getting that published on time, which I'm happy to say happened. The cover is gorgeous, the story...very different from my original idea, Anna and Cooper are two characters you won't soon forget.
NaNoWriMo is right around the corner, less than a month away, and I am woefully unprepared. I haven't yet figured out my writing schedule, or created a basic outline for my project, or really given much thought to the whole thing in general.
In light of my last post Oh Baby...Changes..., I feel this post is especially fitting. Finding time to fit in some writing time, quality or otherwise, has become quite the adventure. So I'm happy to sit down and revisit my projects and my process.
Thank you to Martha Reynolds for tagging me. At the end of this post, I'm supposed to tag three others...
Here are the questions:
When 2014 began, I sat down at my desk and did what many, many people do...I made my New Year's Resol... errr ... 2014 Goal List, like I have every other year. Some of my goals were: finish BACK TO DECEMBER (check!), publish BACK TO DECEMBER (check!), find a better family/writing balance (not so check). The 2014 Goal List went through a couple changes as the days went on and as I came to realize my dreams were bigger than my reality.