Thursday, January 28, 2016

Release Day for THE BLANK BOOK

Golly. What can I say?


Yep, I think that about covers it.

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Wednesday, January 27, 2016

1 Short Paragraph from THE BLANK BOOK - Grocery Cart Pursuit

Alice is at the superstore, in rather obvious pursuit of Mr. Tall-Dark-and-Handsome.

I steamed after him, pushing my cart. Its squeaky wheel announced my rate of speed as I hurried up the aisle, then took the corner so quickly, one of the good wheels actually left the floor, rotating a few times in mid-air. The two bottles of Natural Strawberry shampoo tipped over and rolled around, bouncing off each other, the printer paper, and the chocolate chips, and pretty well crushing the bag of pretzels I’d picked up on impulse.
From THE BLANK BOOK, Copyright Magdalena Scott.
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Tuesday, January 26, 2016

1 Short Paragraph from THE BLANK BOOK - Can't get it out of my head!

Oooh! We're closer to meeting our hunky hero, Robert Diamond. This paragraph is from Chapter Three of THE BLANK BOOK.
I thought about the story all the time. I wished I were in the story, which I freely acknowledged was nuts. I couldn’t get it out of my head, and every night I dreamed about it and woke up in what I consider the middle of the night—anywhere from 1:00 to 5:59 AM—re-living the kiss with Drey and struggling for breath.

From THE BLANK BOOK, Copyright Magdalena Scott.
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Monday, January 25, 2016

1 Short Paragraph from THE BLANK BOOK - Remember Emily?

Here is a paragraph from Chapter Two of THE BLANK BOOK. 

Do you remember what Emily Kincaid gave to Alice Williams in EMILY'S DREAMS? 

I wrote every single day, sometimes for hours at a stretch and, for the most part, it was a joy. As far back as I could remember, a shiver of anticipation ran through me whenever I sat down at the keyboard of a computer—typewriter in the olden days—and opened a new ream of paper or settled into a comfortable chair with a good pen and pristine notebook. 

From THE BLANK BOOK, Copyright Magdalena Scott.
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Friday, January 22, 2016

#SweetRomance #FridayReads Guest: Sue Barr

On Fridays I introduce you to friends of mine, and their sweet romance books. Some of the authors may write all sweet, others may write hotter stuff. But for the purposes of this blog we'll just be learning about their sweet (G/PG rated) tales. 

Please welcome today's guest, my friend Sue Barr. She and I used to have a publisher in common, but I'm sorry to say we haven't managed to meet in person yet. I'm so happy to have here here today, all the way from Ontario, Canada. Ah, the wonder of the internet!

Happy Friday, Sue! It's all yours...


Thank you so much, Magdalena for welcoming me to your blog. I’m pretty excited about the release of the first book in my Welcome to Ravenwood series ~ Man of Her Dreams. I wanted to write a strong story where the characters are extremely attracted to one another, and have my female character choose to NOT take it past the bedroom door. That it’s okay to say ‘no’.

“…a delightful romance that builds from mutual interests and time spent with each other.”

“This book was such a joy to read. I honestly just wanted to read it and forget about everything else.”

“A few things I liked about this book: no matter how much she gets caught up in passionate kissing, Lindsay never lets it go beyond that…”

About the Book:

Making it in a man’s world as a home renovation expert is tough, but Lindsay Swanson’s up for the job, leaving no time for family and friends, let alone any kind of social life.

Jared Kane moved to Ravenwood for some much needed peace and quiet to finish his next book, which is hard to do when he’s hired his sexy neighbor to renovate his kitchen.

Then Lindsay overhears Jared talking about her notebook. A notebook wherein she and her BFF – after one too many bad dates and one too many glasses wine – concocted a checklist of the perfect guy. Is Jared the real deal, or has he been molding himself into the man of her dreams to get past her defenses?


Author’s Note – Some scenes were so much fun to write, and I love the friendship between Lindsay and Tina (also her sister-in-law).

The whine of a miter saw became louder.
What was he doing now?
Lindsay minimized the application on her computer and swiveled to look out the second story window. Her home office overlooked the new neighbor’s driveway. A neighbor who’d become extremely distracting.
She couldn’t make out his features, with a baseball cap covering his face from her elevated view, but she sure could see his body. At that moment Tina’s ringtone sang out.
“What’s shakin’ bacon? Still watching Hot Stuff next door?”
Lindsay dropped the curtain as if burned.
“No.” She faced her computer, which had gone into screen saver mode. “I’m at my computer.” She jiggled her mouse and a CAD program popped up, displaying a current renovation.
“You are such a liar. I’ll bet you haven’t touched your mouse until right now.”
Lindsay let go of the mouse. How did Tina always know what she was doing? It was like she had a spy camera in her office.
“I shouldn’t have told you what he was doing.”
“Well, you did and now I want to know more.”
“You’re a married woman. You shouldn’t think this way.”
Tina laughed out loud. “I may be married, but I’m not dead. Besides, I can look at the dessert tray as long as I don’t place an order.” Lindsay imagined Tina’s eyebrows waggling while she spoke. “Come on, woman. Feed my avarice.”
“I’m doing crosswords at the doctor’s office while I wait for my appointment. Stop stalling. Give me details. Have you figured out what he’s up to?”
Lindsay stood, and partially concealed by her curtains she watched, as she had for most of the morning. What she saw pushed her pulse into overdrive.
All sweaty in a pair of low-rise Levi’s and scruffy work boots, Hot Stuff grabbed a water bottle and sucked back huge gulps. As his thirst was quenched, her mouth became paradoxically drier. His wide shoulders and hard chest looked as though they’d been sculpted by Michelangelo himself. Twin ropes of muscles carved around six pack abs, causing her heart to trip along a little faster.
“Well?” Tina whispered into the phone.
“He’s finished clearing the backyard.” Lindsay whispered back. “Now he’s cutting lumber, but they’re too short for even a deck.”
“More. Give me more.”
“I don’t know if you’re ready for this. He’s shirtless.”
“You’re killing me,” Tina groaned. “Is he built?”
“Like a Greek god.”
“Noooo…. So unfair. I don’t have any hot neighbors, just acres and acres of corn fields.”

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Sue resides in beautiful Southwestern Ontario, Canada with her retired air force husband, close to their sons and families. When not busy writing, she loves to spend time with family and friends. She sings along with the radio in the car hoping no one sees, has been known to laugh until it hurts, sneaks a few non-healthy things.... ugh.... a LOT of non-healthy things into her diet, and thanks God daily for allowing her to have this wonderful, wonderful life.

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Thursday, January 21, 2016

1 Short Paragraph from THE BLANK BOOK

Alice Williams has a sense of humor throughout this story. Perhaps it's a smidge dark at times--what do you think?

I love the scene at the Friends of the Library book sale, when Alice is interacting with Jamison Kincaid. Here's what Alice is thinking at one point in the conversation:

I straightened my spine and inhaled a silent breath. This was only slightly uncomfortable, not a big deal. Jamison had always been a nice guy. Even for the period of time when I thoroughly hated his guts and wished a plague of locusts would land in his hair and gnaw it off, I couldn’t have said he was anything other than basically a good person. Misguided? Sure. But not bad.

From THE BLANK BOOK, Copyright Magdalena Scott.
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Wednesday, January 20, 2016

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Tuesday, January 19, 2016

I joined Instagram!

I've finally joined Instagram:

So far I have managed to put up a profile photo, and a cup of tea.

Also in my world this week:

The Blank Book is picking up some pre-orders. Reserve your copy of the ebook now, and it will be delivered to you on January 28.

The story of Carla Standish is coming along. Part of it takes place in Ireland, so I get to return there, vicariously. Carla's story, Serendipity Indiana Book 5, is called The Ring.

Covers for books 5, 6, and 7 are in the works. (So pretty!)

I'm watching Pride and Prejudice in the evenings. The one with Colin Firth.

We're having single digit temps at night here, so tea and Colin Firth are ultra appropriate.

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Friday, January 15, 2016

#SweetRomance #FridayReads Guest: Jan Scarbrough

On Fridays I introduce you to friends of mine, and their sweet romance books. Some of the authors may write all sweet, others may write hotter stuff. But for the purposes of this blog we'll just be learning about their sweet (G/PG rated) tales. 

Please welcome today's guest, my friend Jan Scarbrough! Jan and I have been friends for several years. We met through Kentucky Romance Writers, and we also collaborated on the writing of stories set in Legend, Tennessee. She has one of the cutest business cards I've ever seen, because it has the photo of her on a horse that you'll see at the bottom of her post. I LOVE that picture!

Take it away, Jan!

Heart to Heart is a sweet little romance

Amazon Review: If you want a humorous, sweet book for a quick read at the pool or beach, this is it. Ms. Addie is still stirring up things in the town of Legend, even after her death.

I will donate royalties from the ebook sales of this book to Alley Cat Advocates.

I write romance because I like happily-ever-after endings. It’s that simple. There’s enough bad news in the media. There’s enough heartache in life. So I write romance because everything is tied up in a neat little bow at the end of the book. The hero and heroine are together. All’s right with the world.

I also give my characters second chances. In Heart to Heart, Jeremy gets another chance to make his business work thanks to an inheritance from his great-aunt. First, though, he has to tolerate the scrutiny of six cats and obtain the blessing of their caretaker, a pet psychic who is also the heroine.

When I wrote the story of Heart to Heart, I knew the cat characters were critical to the story. Here’s a look at the cats:

Last winter dogs killed a cat named Tinkerbelle at the barn where I take riding lessons. The character of Tinkerbelle is my way of honoring this sweet, little cat.
Notes: Long hair pale gray – gentle – likes attention and being the center of things
Book Quote: “The gray cat had followed them into the living room and continued its leg rubbing routine. Jeremy clenched his teeth, forcing himself not to kick the animal off his pant leg. This was his best Armani suit, for crying out loud. He didn’t want cat hair on it.”

Our cat hero!
 Male, Maine coon – big cat, sturdy, rugged – uneven, shaggy coat, long tail carried proudly, large, well-tufted paws – intimidating size – brown tabby with white underbelly and white paws
Normal cats have a total of 18 toes, with five toes on each front paw and four toes on each hind paw; polydactyl cats may have as many as eight digits on their front and/or hind paws.

 Calico – long hair – knows she’s beautiful – princess – tri-colored
Book Quote: “The top of the desk was empty except for a longhaired, tri-colored calico cat stretched out in the center preening herself. A tiny pink tongue licked a white paw in a leisurely manner. The cat didn’t even look up to greet them.”

 Orange tabby with white bib – nervous – comes up for affection some times after gets to know you
Book Quote: “The last cat in the room, an orange male tabby named Clio sat next to the water fountain watching the other cats in the room with a worried gaze.”
 Black cat – prowls, sneaky, pops up expectantly
Book Quote: “Jinx, the sleek black cat prowled the perimeter of the kitchen as if he couldn’t stay in one place for long.”

My favorite cat of all time was Gloria. My daughter, the veterinarian, brought her home from college at Thanksgiving. Knowing my daughter is dangerous, because she has a knack for placing homeless pets. Gloria stayed for dinner and for many years afterwards.
Notes: Tortoiseshell – female, this color is typically reserved for cats with relatively small or no white markings.
Book Quote: “Gloria was the oldest cat in the house, a tortoiseshell in color—reddish orange and black—with a distinctive orange stripe down the bridge of her nose.”

I hope you take a chance on my sweet romance Heart to Heart. It was fun to write and I hope fun for you to read.

Struggling to save his cash-strapped company, Jeremy Hamilton is overjoyed to discover he’s the heir to his great-aunt’s estate. Until he discovers there are strings attached. Not strings so much, as tails. As in six cats who belonged to Ms. Addie and who will determine just how much of the estate Jeremy will receive and how fast. He does have one option if he wants to inherit sooner: move to the small town of Legend, Tennessee, and live in Ms. Addie’s house for one month while the cats get to know him.

And who decides if the six very different cats like Jeremy enough? That’s up to pet psychic Marty Fields. She’s spent a lifetime explaining animal communication to the skeptic citizens of Legend. Ms. Addie was the only person who understood Marty’s gift, so she made Marty the guardian of her cats and caretaker of her mansion. Now Jeremy’s fate is in Marty’s hands…and of course, in the paws of all the cats.

Jeremy hasn’t had much luck with women. And he’s allergic to cats. Marty hasn’t had much luck convincing people she can communicate with animals. Now she needs to convince Jeremy to believe in the unbelievable. With a little faith and love—and the help of a six little matchmakers—Marty and Jeremy might find themselves joining together…Heart to Heart.


Thanks for telling everyone about Heart to Heart, Jan. Happy Friday!

Tuesday, January 12, 2016

Ireland Trip Blog Series: #7 - A Deep Sense of Gratitude

At Dingle Bay
I'm wrapping up the blog series today, earlier than anticipated. I need to focus my writing time on the work-in-progress, which has some Irish influence. You'll want to read Carla Standish's story, The Ring, releasing this spring.

I hope you have enjoyed seeing photos, and reading some reminiscences about the trip to Ireland. As I said in the first post, this was a trip of a lifetime. I don't know if I'll get to return to the Emerald Isle, or make another big trip anywhere. All the more reason to feel a deep sense of gratitude.

The people were wonderful, the scenery more varied than I expected. We were blessed with unusually pleasant weather for early November, and I only needed my boots during our last day in Dublin. (I had thought about my packing for months before the trip, and from the very first, the two items I absolutely knew I would take were my big raincoat with the zip-out liner, and my leather riding boots. At the last minute I left the boots at home. Oh well.)

I still smile when I look at the travel book I've left out for just that purpose. I sometimes listen to the Irish CDs I bought years ago, never expecting to hear the music in person. Perhaps this series has been more of a treat for me than for anyone else. More often than not, looking at the photos to choose which to share each week has made me tearful--mostly in a good way.

Without these reminders, it would be difficult to believe the trip even happened. (Me, travel across an ocean? Little boring stay-at-home me? Surely not!)
Blarney Castle

The other day I saw a meme on facebook, originally posted by Becoming Minimalist. It said, "I'd rather have a passport full of stamps than a house full of stuff."



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Friday, January 8, 2016

#SweetRomance #FridayReads Guest: Constance Phillips

On Fridays I introduce you to friends of mine, and their sweet romance books. Some of the authors may write all sweet, others may write hotter stuff. But for the purposes of this blog we'll just be learning about their sweet (G/PG rated) tales. 

Please welcome today's guest, my friend Constance Phillips! Constance and I were with the same publisher in the past, and once I met her in person--at Lori Foster's Reader and Author Get Together last June. That's a great event, by the way, if you love to read romance novels.

Anyhoo, heeeeere's Constance!


Life in a Small Town

When I began writing the first book to my Sunnydale Days series – All That’s Unspoken – I knew it had to be set in a small town. I grew up in a small town and knew that way of life was just the backdrop that the story deserved.

Back when I was young, I didn’t appreciate just how special small town life was. In fact, I spent a lot of time daydreaming about going out and seeing the big cities and the big world. Years later, I happily settled in a small(er) town, knowing there was something to be said for knowing your neighbor and caring about those who live around you.
Building my Sunnydale world in a familiar town was a little bit like going home.

Especially for that first book in the series, I felt the characters had to live in a fishbowl of sorts. They needed to be surrounded by people who knew them. Loved them. And didn’t mind offering advice, whether it was asked for or not.

That thread has continued through the books, and in the most recent release – All That’s Unforeseen – coming tomorrow, the community of people who surround Marilynn and Eli are as familiar as the streets of that town.

When I started this book, I tightened the ties of that town even more. Marilynn’s closest friends are characters we’ve seen before, but the man she’s falling in love with is her ex-husband’s best friend. To tip those normal relationships on their side, and dig deep into what it would be like to twist the emotions of best friend to a tighter bond, was fun for me to write.

And, I hope for you to read too.

All That's Unforeseen
Sunnydale Days Book Five

Sunnydale Days

Hearts, horses, and healing…

Knowing how the story ends doesn’t mean there aren’t wonderful surprises along the way.
When her son was diagnosed with Muscular Dystrophy Marilynn Morgan knew how the story was going to end. What she didn’t know was what life would bring her along the way. She didn’t anticipate her husband leaving her or getting remarried a few years later. She didn’t realize how lonely her life would become, and she certainly didn’t expect to feel the way she did when her ex-husband’s best friend, Eli Briggs, showed up to fix Joss's lift.

Back in high school, Eli fell head over heels for Marilynn, but when she started chasing his best friend he buried his feelings. Over the years, he silently stood by his friends through the good times and the bad. Now, three years have passed since Dan walked out, and Marilynn’s late night call has him back in Marilynn and Joss’s life—and is giving him a chance to rewrite a future he thought he knew.


Constance Phillips lives in Ohio with her husband, daughter, and four canine kids where she writes contemporary romance novels and paranormal romance novels.
When not writing stories of finding and rediscovering love, Constance and her husband spend the hours planning a cross-country motorcycle trip for the not-so-distant future…if they can find a sidecar big enough for the pups.

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Tuesday, January 5, 2016

Ireland Trip Blog Series: #6 - Food and Drink

My First Guinness
If you missed the introduction to this series, you can find it here.

Warm Winter Vegetable Tartlet
One of the countless things I loved about the trip to Ireland was eating and drinking. Mostly eating, because ours was a church group, and drinking wasn't a major focus. But I had decided before going, that I would at least try a Guinness beer on draft. So good, and at least in the old-time advertising, so good for you. One of our guides said that when his mother was in the maternity hospital, she was given a bottle of Guinness each day after the baby's birth, to build her back up since it contains iron. Yeah, how cool is that?

As an aside, I loved the clean lines and simple settings of our tables when we ate in the hotel restaurants. The minimalist in me was very cheered by that.

I really intended to do a good job of taking food photos, but inexplicably I was hungry each time we sat down to a meal (even though mostly I hadn't done anything but sit, or maybe stroll). Therefore I tended to launch into the food, and then think, oh yeah, meant to take its picture. Sigh.

Fish and chips - check. Sadly, no photo, because I basically inhaled the order I got at a food stand, since we were in a hurry to get
Poached Hake

Salmon Wrap - Museum of Country Life
back onto the spotlessly clean bus. (If I drove a bus all day and had to clean it each night with a whisk broom, I would outlaw food, too.) I like fish though, so ordered it sometimes at the hotel restaurants. As with so many things, I had never eaten hake before, but it was yummy. Very mild. I ordered it a few times on the trip.

Blurry photo of someone else's Irish stew
Shepherd's Pie - Scarriff Inn
Shepherd's pie - check. Similar to casseroles I've made in the past, with mashed potatoes on top, this is terrific comfort food. I also had some bread with that order, I guess, and made a mess. Shame on me.

Irish stew - check (multiple times--a favorite of mine.) I loved it so much, I had thought it would be fun to make Irish Stew for Thanksgiving or Christmas, but that project is on the back burner, so to speak. I need to get with the local extension office to find a source for lamb. Unless I end up becoming a vegetarian after all, which is always a possibility.

There were myriad desserts too, and the ladies I hung out with were partial to the chocolate concoctions. The photo here is a poor representation of the dessert sampler two of the ladies shared.
Amazing Dessert Sampler in Killarney

So prettily presented, and so delicious (I heard), it was a topic of conversation and cause of happy sighs for the rest of the trip. I estimate that I consumed more dessert on the trip than I had eaten in six months prior. Why? Because it was there, and "free" since we had prepaid our hotel meals with the tour package. Luckily I no longer own a bathroom scale, but my jeans let me know I should have exercised a little more discretion.

Banoffee Pie
Apple Crumble

Proof that I once ordered Fruit Salad for Dessert

My biggest food surprise was the pureed/creamed vegetable soup, which was delicious each time I tried it. First trip to the grocery on returning home, I bought a bunch of veggies, sauteed onion in a pan, dumped in the rest and boiled it. I've made my recipe-less version three times, and it always tastes heavenly. Evidently my body craves veggies and in general I don't eat them as often as I should. I've used different combinations of potatoes, carrots, onion, zucchini, yellow squash, and cauliflower.

Bacon and Scrambled Eggs
Back to my theoretical vegetarianism, I only ordered the Hot Irish Breakfast once. This is part of it. After that first morning, I opted each day for porridge (a/k/a oatmeal), fruit, yoghurt. Right--I have no photographic proof of my daily porridge. You're just gonna have to trust me on this one.

And just because, here are some more food photos. The toastie was super yum, and the atmosphere of Blarney's Pub in Dublin added to my enjoyment. My second Guinness of the trip didn't hurt either.
Classic Pub Toastie at Blarney's in Dublin

If memory serves (a slight possibility) the Ciabatta was an appetizer at one of the hotel meals. We always had two or three options of appetizer, main course, and dessert at the hotels.

Coffee was always available, and was quite good, although the people who wanted decaf were disappointed to have instant. I'm fortunate to want caffeine when I'm in a coffee mood, so no instant coffee for me. Tea was on hand too, and there was an electric tea kettle in each hotel room. You can see more photos of those here. And the hot chocolate was just that. If you wanted it sweet, as we usually drink it in America, you needed to add sugar.

I loved that, even at food stands, there were always little metal spoons to add your sugar and stir. It was refreshing not to always be assailed by plastic-ware as is the norm in my life here in the States.


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Friday, January 1, 2016

#SweetRomance #FridayReads Guest: Cheryl Norman

Happy New Year, everyone!

On Fridays I introduce you to friends of mine, and their sweet romance books. Some of the authors may write all sweet, others may write hotter stuff. But for the purposes of this blog we'll just be learning about their sweet (G/PG rated) tales. 

Please welcome today's guest, my friend Cheryl Norman! Although in the past we lived in the same area, we know some of the same people, and used to be with the same publisher, Cheryl and I have never met in person. I hope that will change sometime. She's always super nice online, and I betcha she's that way in person, too!

Take it away, Cheryl!

Happy New Year! I hope you’re ready for 2016. I like to kick off the new year with traditional food—pork, black eye-peas, and greens. I wouldn’t touch the stuff when my mother tried to tell me it was good luck. But, hey, I was a kid. As an adult, I’ve expanded my palate and my traditions.
Where did the pork-greens-peas originate? I did a little research and, surprisingly, it isn’t just a Southern United States thing. It’s multi-cultural and global, although with some variations. The pork represents progress because pigs eat in a forward motion. Peas or beans represent coins, and greens represent paper currency. In theory, if you eat pork, peas, and greens on New Year’s Day, you’ll enjoy progress and wealth all year. I just think it’s tasty food.

This year, I’m cooking my family mixed greens (collards and mustard), a ham, and black eye-peas. We’re already making plans for the leftovers (peas and greens mixed together make a good side dish). Pork is limitless, starting with the bone. I’m saving that for some bean soup later in the month. Whatever you eat today, I wish you progress, wealth, and good health in the coming year.

Okay, now to the writing stuff. When I wrote the Drake Springs category series, I had in mind the romance stories I read and loved as a younger reader. I revisited popular themes like love triangles, ugly duckling, secret baby, and amnesia while adding my own twist. Thanks to my romantic suspense background, I sneak in an occasional crime or two, but it’s traditional sweet romance. These stories are suitable for your granddaughter or your grandmother.

Unfortunately, the publisher for the series closed its business right before book five released. It had been edited and formatted, so I released it myself. Additionally, I self-published a print version and am in the process of placing the first four romance novels into print. Whether you’re an electronic reader or traditional print reader, give Drake Springs a try. The little town is Florida’s best kept secret.


In Cari Mercer’s universe, the best-laid plans were not subject to change. She has her future mapped out with her fiancé Buzz Blanco. But US Army Private Blanco suffers an accident in jump school that leaves his body broken and his memory damaged. He’s forgotten their engagement, plans for the future, or even their romance. Cari’s future plans are put on hold indefinitely. As Buzz struggles to rehabilitate, he can’t recapture the memories that would restore the past five or six years. He feels like a seventeen-year-old in a twenty-three-year-old’s battered body. Military service and marriage hold no appeal for him, yet he’s committed to both.

Cari’s patience is tested, and her future with Buzz is in jeopardy until a tragic event brings them together in a new way. And Cari learns life is an adventure, not a blueprint.


Cari refused to take no for an answer when she arrived at Martin Army Community Hospital
and demanded to see her fiancé. Deputy Blanco called last night to say he’d awakened from the coma. She had to see her sweet Buzz, and no uniform would stand in her way. Finally, a soldier who identified himself as Sergeant Whitten escorted her through the medical center to Buzz’s room.
She stepped inside the threshold and froze. Buzz had bandages and casts on his arm and leg. Weights and pulleys suspended parts of his body over the bed. Faded bruising still marred his handsome face, but his gorgeous brown eyes widened at the sight of her. He seemed alert, although his brother had warned her of possible brain damage. Time and more testing would tell if Buzz could make a full recovery.
“Buzz.” She smiled at him, blinking back tears of pure relief. “Oh, Buzz, it’s so good to see you awake. I came as soon as I could.”
Buzz gave her a quizzical grin. “Honey, it’s good to see you, too.”
She stepped closer to the bed. “How do you feel?”
His grin widened. “Dopey. I think I’m on pain meds ’cause I’m having hallucinations.”
His brother frowned. “Hallucinations?”
“Yeah, like this beauty standing here. What’s your name, angel?”
“You’re kidding, right?” Cari asked. “I’m Cari Mercer. Your fiancée.”
“I know who you are, sweetheart, but don’t tease me. I’m not your fiancé. You won’t even go out with me, remember?”
Her gaze landed on his brother, who gave a slight shake of his head. He’d warned her Buzz might be disoriented, so she played along. “I remember. But then you won me over.”
“That’s great. But don’t jump from a date to the pep rally to a walk down the aisle, angel. I have to get through school first.”
“I understand.” Not. “You’re talking about jump school.”
“Huh? I’m talking about high school. What the hell is jump school?”
Buzz wasn’t simply disoriented. He’d lost his memory.
Or at least he’d lost all memory of her.



Cheryl Norman is the author of romantic suspense novels, category romance novels, short fiction, and cookbooks. She lives in Florida with her husband and spoiled poodle. Her latest novel is the fifth romance in her Drake Springs series titled Drake Springs Memories, available now through and other eBook retailers.


Well, Cheryl - you've sucked me in. Drake Springs Memories sounds great! Thank you for visiting the blog today to tell us about it. Happy New Year, and Happy Friday!