This is what I learned to type on. Or one like it, anyway.
My mother borrowed it from a friend when I was in high school, and I studied a typing textbook until I could bang away on the keys at eighty words per minute. When I took an actual typing class in eleventh grade and was assigned an electric typewriter, I scoffed at the archaic thing on my dining room table at home.
Typical teenager reaction when a new piece of technology is put in front of them.
Thirty years later, this beauty sits in a place of honor in my living room filled with other antiques. My buddy, Kim, gave it to me, and it belonged to her grandmother. (BTW, Kim is the inspiration behind the utterly hilarious Kimberly in the second installment of my Red River series.) This gorgeous piece and the others I’ve collected are a slice of history, and each has a story to tell.
If you could tell this particular antiques story, what would it be?
Each installment of my Red River series features a different (and very comical – IMHO) canine character. My Golden Heart® finalist book, Love In Living Color, features a stubborn English bulldog named Winston. Winston is a character that keeps his reluctant master on her toes, and he falls helplessly in love with a boxer named Atlas.
Winston is a fictitious character that’s modeled after my own English bulldog. Meet Lola, my baby girl. Isn’t she a beauty queen? And just like Winston, Lola keeps me on my toes with her sassy personality, obstinance, wagging tongue and unfortunate gastric issues.
She brings laughter to my household every day, and we love her. She’s the daughter we never had.
Okay, be honest… How many of you have stampeded the bookstores to buy your favorite author’s latest book on release day? That was me until eReaders came along.
The Romance Writers of America annual conference offers a myriad of opportunities to learn the craft of writing, marketing, social networking, and blogging. But the most exciting thing about RWA is the opportunity to meet the authors that fill my eReader and bookshelf and have them sign copies of their books while I act like a giddy fan.
This year I was a Golden Heart® finalist and was able to capture this fan girl moment with the fabulous Robin Perini – a seven time Golden Heart® Finalist and 2013 Rita® Finalist.
When I read a romance novel (and I read a lot of them), I look for witty dialogue, fresh humor, and chemistry. The Best Medicine, another installment of Tracy Brogan’s Bell Harbor series, has all that and more. Her snappy writing shines, and the chemistry between Evelyn and Tyler kept me turning the pages well after my usual bedtime.
I try to avoid sad, depressing movies and books as a rule. This is a side effect of cancer.
You see, I’m a cancer survivor, and every cancer survivor deals with the fear of the dreadful disease returning. Worries about what will become of the loved ones they’ll leave behind. Wonders if their mark on the world was big enough to be remembered. Assesses their life with regrets over mistakes, unfulfilled dreams, and what could be in the future if only they survive.
This is heavy stuff, and the reason I swore off wallowing in the cinematic and literary misery of woebegone characters.
However, The Fault In Our Stars was well worth the racking sobs that filled my bedroom as I read the book into the wee hours of the morning. I suffered little embarrassment as my loud, snotty sniffles echoed through the quiet movie theater, my husband making an extra run to the restroom for more tissues.
John Green ingeniously portrays the affect cancer has on its victim and on every single person in the victim’s life. Parents, a lover, close friends, distant acquaintances. They’re all touched by it, and each person processes the tragedy of it differently. Some become bitter, some prepare for it, some ignore it.
I won’t spoil it by giving away the ending, but I love it that Mr. Green allows the two characters to find a happy ending…in their own way.