Archive for April, 2008
April 19, 2008
ICE-OFF
Signs of spring in my Whistler world.
My Path: 90 mins. Valley Trail to Rainbow Lake.
Spotted: Many itty-bitty birds, trumpeter swans, and Canada geese.
Work news: I’ve been invited to participate in another continuity, this one for Silhouette Romantic Suspense. LOVE IN 60 SECONDS will launch April 2009, and run during Harlequin’s 60th anniversary year. Billed as “where the suspense is hot, and the romance is hotter” , the series will be set among the wealth and glitz of Las Vegas and feature a mysterious diamond ring said to bring true love to anyone who possesses it … but in the wrong hands, misfortune is sure to follow. Fellow authors are Marie Ferrarella, Nina Bruhns, Carla Cassidy, and Gail Barrett. Watch for my book in June ’09. Fun eh? 
April 13, 2008
RARIN’ TO GO
Seems my blog is back in working order — yay — things finally back on track. I’ve had a busy working weekend, but I did get my runs in! And I have a couple of new writing projects in the pipe … and am rarin’ to go …
April 6, 2008
SNOW
We still have it. Lots and lots of it. Especially in the Callaghan. DD loves snow. Me? I’m kinda fond of spring. And summer. And sunshine.
Let’s see if this post actually makes it … I’ve been having trouble with some WordPress functions since my website was migrated to a new server. Hopefully I’m back up and fully functional now ..
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April 2, 2008
RENEGADE DOWN UNDAH
I was delighted to see that THE HEART OF A RENEGADE comes out in Australia in May ’08, paired with Catherine Mann’s OUT OF UNIFORM
I’m sure my Aussie bodyguard hero Luke Stone will be pleased — he hails from Perth
My Path: 1 hour run/walk, on softening ski trails — slip sliding away, as much backwards as forwards, I think. Sorta like running in sand dunes. But worse. Because I have holes in my runners that shoveled in the snow — my feet turned into numb stumps, and then about 20 mins into the run my toes started to thaw … and hurt like hell. But it was worth it once that old Zen-with-the-world feeling kicked in.
My Beat Never Surrender …
