Author: christina

So, I did something I shouldn't have done.  That "something" was promising a sequel to the story from Love and Other Things.  When I wrote "the end" on Tara, Kristin, and Val's stories, for me, it was the end, but then I started hearing that people wanted more...

(side note: I have a shiny new "books" page set up, finally! Check it out here!) “What’s going on with you?” I frowned, then shrugged, suddenly self-conscious under his careful inspection. “Nothing.” Carter raised an eyebrow, taking the last few steps to put him barely a foot in front of me. “It’s definitely not nothing.” “Because you know me so well?” He grinned. “Well enough to know that your whole vibe is off. I mean, I didn’t even realize you owned solid clothes. I’ve never seen you in less than four colors and you’re standing in front of me in dark jeans, black sweater, and...

[caption id="attachment_3610" align="alignright" width="299"] (available now)[/caption] Mid-afternoon the day after my parents’ visit, I was jolted awake by someone knocking at my door.  Still groggy, I dragged myself out of bed, and went to the door, lifting myself up on my toes to see through the peephole. Carter! “Just a moment,” I yelled, suddenly very awake, and aware that I was very naked.  I ran back to my room, where I pulled a tee shirt over my head and yanked on a pair of yoga pants, then returned to the door. Oh my. I knew that absence supposedly made the heart grow fonder, but… was...

Welcome to the first stop for the Island Adventure Romance Blog Train. The Island Adventure Series is all about standalone books that feature fast-paced stories set in the Caribbean.  A novella is a great way to let readers get their feet wet and invest them in a character and his/her story. This was my intention when I wrote Anya’s Wish. As with the prequel I wrote for Distraction, it was done after the novel to which it is connected. This may seem like a funny way to write stories, but it’s easier for me to write backstories for characters once I’ve...

It was like I stepped into the twilight zone. Everybody went quiet, all eyes on me as I stepped through the door of Fresh Cuts. I guess I should have expected it, as a woman walking into a room full of men, but damn. It was…uncomfortable. Carter, all the way at the back of the shop, was barely suppressing a laugh as I finally put one foot in front of the other and began moving forward. I honestly wanted to bolt out of the door, back to a place where stranger men weren’t staring a hole through my clothes, but Carter...

I just wanted to share this video, with me talking a little bit about A Crazy Little Thing Called Love, in advance of the release of the spin off book, Didn't Mean To Love You. Also, I've been nominated for an award!  Best New Author, in the Building Relationships Around Books bookclub.  If you'd like to, you can vote for me or any of the other fabulous authors here.  You don't have to sign up for anything, give your email, anything like that, but I would certainly appreciate the votes! Coming next Friday, October 24th! Vivienne is one of “those” people, the kind that...

So, I'm a big fan of Quanie's writing. The first book I read of hers, a romantic comedy (It's Not Easy Being Jazzy) made me laugh, and laugh, and laugh until I cried. And then, I heard she had a new book coming out, and I was like "Yes!". Then, I heard that it was a southern paranormal, and I was like "A WHET?!"  No, seriously...

We went to the pumpkin patch on Saturday.  That was planned.  What was NOT planned was waking up to a car that wouldn't start (because I left my keys in the ignition, lights on overnight, shut up), and a husband who was out of town fishing and bbq'ing.  So, the friend that I was supposed to be joining at the pumpkin patch came by, and together (because my husband drives a stick, thank God SHE knew how to actually crank it) we called ourselves jumping my battery. Heh.  Yeah, nothing.  So, she goes back to her house to get her...

So, I spent a bit of time yesterday re-reading my very first project, Love & Other Things, in advance of the release of the follow-up, Nothing But Love, within the next month or so. This project was thirty-eight thousand hard fought words. The beginning of it all, that started without a name. Originally, this story was quite different, but I think that in the end, I pegged down what was right for these characters, and those other stories, other scenes, belong to other characters, who will eventually make themselves known. Anyway, as I read, I found it hard to not pick my own work...