How did “It’s Only A Name” get it’s title?

When I first started writing, I thought I had a great idea to make the last line of the book be the title. It didn’t always work, but “It’s Only A Name” started out that way. It was originally “The Friend I Tell My Secrets To”, but it didn’t fit once I finished writing. So then it became “The Door” because Thane had this wild theory about your life being lived in different rooms and you had to go through different doors. Deleted the whole story line, so that didn’t work anymore.

I created and discarded a few more titles until it became time to apply for my copyrights and had to have a settled title which I was happy with. I stood in my office and threw up my hands exclaiming, “It’s Only A Name”. Hey. That works with the story.

Meet My Bunny Rabbit…

A little bit about me.

Anybody who knows me, knows I love bunnies. Koalas are right up there as well. I went to a Koala sanctuary in Australia and cried tears of joy when I saw a tree full of koalas. But back to bunnies.

I have mugs, ornaments, garden statues, posters, more stuffies than a four-year-old – all bunnies.

Here is a photo of my bunny and her ‘husband,‘ Leo. Her name was Nikki and we had her for nine years. She had full run of the living room and dining room and completely ruled the house.

What’s on my desk

I am working on my fourth book in my Women’s Fiction. The first draft is done and the editing process begins along with sending copies out to my Beta Readers.

Watch this space and I will share excerpts of my latest story with you all. Meanwhile, enjoy the stories I have published. You can buy them HERE.

Publishing Soon… My Latest Book and Why I Wrote It.

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Why did I write Meant to Be?  As I’ve said I wrote the novels to entertain my mom after her stroke. One of her side effects, whether it be from the stroke or from the meds, was she was what the doctor called Emotionally Flatlined, meaning she had no emotions. She couldn’t cry, rarely laughed, a little anger, but not much considering what she was going through. Her dad died. Her favorite aunt died. Having to stop the life she was living when she was only fifty-five and there were no tears. She would tell me she wished she could cry. So, I sat down and wrote Meant to Be.

While she was reading it, she started to cry. My dad said his first thought was the book was terrible and was wondering how to tell me. Once she finished the book, my mom phoned me. Understand, it was a hardship for her to phone, she needed the time to think about what to say, so emailing was easier, but she phoned so she could say thank you for letting her have a good cry.

New Release

Meant to Be

Jess has it all. Her life, in her eyes, is as close to perfect as she dares. She has a career she loves. She has a husband she adores. The only thing missing is the baby they both so desperately want.

For 24 hours she has everything and then in a five second timeframe her life is shattered as she loses the first of the pillars of her foundation.  She struggles to keep what she has, but slowly lets go of what was so important to her.

In a single act to combat her overwhelming loneliness she changes her life forever.