He's usually the one I'm writing about at the moment, but my all-time favorite ghero will be my first one, Quinn. He's the hero of Target, a book due out later this year from The Wild Rose Press. He...

How many of you plan out your year in advance?  Do you make New Years resolutions and carry them through?  Or do you make a valiant attempt like I do, then fail miserably in the second month? This...

Kyle set the goblet down and reached for the paper to smooth open the edges. His forehead creased with puzzled concern at the words contained within.  You gave me the strength to do what I must....

Kyle set the goblet down and reached for the paper to smooth open the edges. His forehead creased with puzzled concern at the words contained within.
You gave me the strength to do what I must. Pray, forgive me, my Lord.
He shook his head, confusion giving way to a low chuckle. What had she done now? Found a poor lost lamb in the meadow in need of a flock or worse yet, some foul smelling four-legged canine in need of a home and hearth on which to warm its weary bones. Leave it to Elsbeth to take pity on the poor and weak. His keep was filled to overflowing with Elsbeth’s growing menagerie of sick or abandoned creatures, each flourishing from her tender ministrations. Her kind heart and gentle soul touched all she encountered. On more than one occasion, she had drawn him from a foul mood with a simple touch of her hand and gentle smile upon her lips. Her lilting laugh gave solace to his spirits time and again.

Sorry about that. It only posted part of my excerpt. Let's try again. Kyle set the goblet down and reached for the paper to smooth open the edges. His forehead creased with puzzled concern at the...

Hey everyone! Welcome to my blog day at CTR!  I'm very excited to be here.  I'm a newer author to Coffee Time, but have been around since 1988.  Gee that makes me sound old!  I write for The Wild...