Category: Dave & Melinda

Finally, I can shout it to the world: Turquoise Morning Press wants to publish DIVA IN THE DUGOUT! I’ll sit down to blog about my call story soon, but I wanted to share the news as soon as I received the signed contract. (I’m superstitious that way — didn’t want...

Wow. Long time, no blog, eh? It’s been too long since I jumped into Six Sentence Sunday, so here goes. When last we left Dave and Melinda, they’d just started making out. Terrible place to leave the poor dears, I know. These six sentences pick up several days later....

I was totally bummed to find out last Sunday’s Six Sentence Sunday link was broken. I’ll try not to let that happen again. This week’s submission is again from “Diva in the Dugout.” Soon after Dave meets his daughter for the first time, the three of them head to...

I had so much fun picking last week’s Six Sentence Sunday that I decided to do it again. This week, I’m sharing a few sentences from the scene where Dave meets his daughter. Enjoy! He looked down at the girl, who’d plastered herself to her mamma’s leg and was...

This is a week for firsts — first guest blog post, first three-minute-straight run (as part of the Couch to 5K program). I might as well add another one to the list: My first Six Sentence Sunday post. In my WIP, “Diva in the Dugout,” Dave and Mel had...

Long time no hear from me, eh? I might not be blogging very much these days, but I’m still writing, writing, writing my free time away. All that hard work is starting to pay off, though. I have a completely revised/hopefully ready for submission version of “Operation Snag Mike...

I’m off from the day job for this long, holiday weekend (thank goodness), but I plan to use my time wisely and get lots of writing-related things accomplished. On my to-do list (after updating the blog, of course): Finish my current WIP, tentatively titled “Diva in the Dugout.” It’s...

Sometimes you just need to retreat. No, I’m not talking about the kind of retreat where you curl up in a ball and hide from the world because rejection number three thousand five hundred and ninety-nine has just found its way to your inbox. I’m talking about the “lock...