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As the snow/rain falls where I live, I find my mind wandering. I'm a dreamer by nature. I can build an elaborate world out of nothing. Stories swirl in my head. Most often when I'm supposed to be doing something else.

Today, like most days, is filled with a long lists of tasks to complete, because deadlines are real. Real stressful? Yes. Real motivating? Yes.

I've checked what has now become my morning tasks off my list and am working hard to get my head in the game and get to the real work. You know, the one that pays the bills.

Before I sign off the interwebs for some much-needed quiet writing time, I want to share some things bibliophiles will find fun.

First, Bewitching, the first book in my Beatrice Montoya Mysteries, is on sale for only 99 cents for a short time.


Buy or Borrow with KU


Misbehaving is on sale for 99 cents!


Buy or Borrow with KU

Thrush to Judgment, the prequel to the Mercy Mares Mysteries is available for pre-order for only 99 cents. Reserve your copy today!


Preorder now!


Books, books, books! What's better than that on wintry Friday morning?

Happy Reading! 💓💓💓


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