A Review

I never remember to put up reviews, but I'm gonna this time. Romantic Times gave Her Reason to Stay a 4. Yay! And here's the text:

Raised in foster care, Daphne Soder is thrilled to find the twin sister she never knew she had. But when she meets Raina Abernathy, she learns Raina was raised wealthy and isn't sure she needs a sister in her life. With attorney Patrick Gannon's help, Daphne soon convinces her sister that the only thing she wants from her is a relationship. Anna Adam's HER REASON TO STAY (4) is a heartwarming tale about finding family, even when you're sure there's no one left for you.

I believe the reviewer is Alexandra Kay, and I'm so glad she liked Daphne and Patrick!

DVD's are Wonderful, Wonderful!

I'm watching a movie I love, that I haven't seen in about a year. Are you also one of those folks who can watch a movie over and over and over? It's called Undercurrent. Robert Taylor and Katharine Hepburn, and not beloved of all critics, but my friend, Kath and I have shared many excellent Undercurrent hours. Don't you love the people best who love the things you love?

Our VHS players stopped working when we moved, and I didn't want to spend the bucks to buy this movie in a collection of which I only really love one other movie. However, I finally realized I'd have paid for it many times over as often as I watch it. So, today I bit the bullet. It's actually going to be my Mother's Day gift, but I couldn't resist opening it early.

I had to report to Kath that I finally undertook the purchase, and she sent back the image in her head, Robert Mitchum (also in the movie) at the piano, looking so gorgeous. And he does! I suggested to her that I might have to skip ahead to that scene. Except I'm savoring!

Confessions and Wierd Hotel Doings

I'm on a little road trip right now, working from the lobby of a hotel (huge hotel) where wifi is free. However, from the room, you can't reach the wifi and Internet access is $12 a day. Odd.

And my Starbuck's is cold. They slammed down the cage over the counter just after I haplessly bought my cup so I can't go whine about it there. Hence the whining here. Still, in the spirit of looking at my tepid cup o' coffee in a hopeful way, it's far more than half full! :-)

How peaceful it is to sit here while most folks staying are at conferences, doing courses, out working at their borrowed offices. I'm just working on a proposal, checking email, checking out the episodes of Another World Aol Video has posted. (Too bad I'm caught up!) Wouldn't you think a woman would be reluctant to just blurt out her Another World habit? Nope--I'm content enough to confess. Besides, I can't be the only woman in the world who's still half in love with Mac though I was about 40 years younger than he when I first fell.

Enough with the Vacation Time!

I've been taking it, sort of. I'm working like crazy on proposals, and I hope my editor loves them as much as I am. Also preparing for some time in the mountains. Yay! Reading tons of Christina Dodd! I loved her historicals, but I'm an even bigger fan of her contemporaries.

Reading is the one thing that suffers after you become a writer. You start editing. Books. Movies. (Some people refuse to accompany you to movies unless you vow not to speak.) I've longed for those golden days of just grabbing any book and not surfacing until I finish, replete. :-) Trouble in High Heels provided that experience. I'm reading Tongue in Chic now and feeling most lucky to have discovered the series!

Better get back to proposing. Can't read till I meet my own deadlines!

Back on the Blogging Bike

Normally, hate admitting I'm overwhelmed. But I was. I'm not now. Finished the flu. Finished the book and mailed it. Now my poor editor must deal with it.

I've been reading. What a lovely thing is reading. The taking in of someone else's words, the pictures those words create in my head. The absolute fun of visiting other times, other places. I love reading, and I kind of resent those times when I don't have time to read. How do you not have time to read? (I never would have expected to say those words.)

Along with reading, I've been working on new proposals--creating GMC statements--the romance writer's sword and shield.

No Time

Just a flyby to say how glad I am that a bad weekend's over, we've all survived, and things are--almost--back to normal.

Hope yours was better!

Scary Picture

So the only things "they" advertise on TV these days: Cell phones and medication. Why? I can't imagine enduring some of the side effects, which often seem to echo the symptoms, if they're not worse than the actual illness. Well--I'm sort of intrigued by a substance that causes a sudden compulsion to gamble.

But I'm really mulling over a cell phone commercial--the most recent one where the parents are totally confused by their cell phone so they buy a simple one that clears everything up for them. Now, I have adult children. I know I'm not a young chickie (the term even dates me), but for pity's sake, those two are too young to be stymied by a phone. ;-)

Or am I huddling behind fear of an incipient midlife crisis?