Friday, April 29, 2011


My cat, Blaze, is my companion while I work at home, writing. He appreciates the bird feeders we placed outside my office window. Since he has grown to 14 pounds, the birds usually can see him coming. Looks like he is trying to hide!

Another day at the zoo.

Thursday, April 28, 2011


The pictures say it all. What a mess. Worse...more trees are leaning toward the house, and one is dead, very different than this healthy maple tree. We are very lucky especially since hearing on TV that over 200 people have died in the south overnight.

The birds are upset as well. Where did the birdfeeder go?


Wednesday, April 27, 2011


Today is dark, dreary, and wet. It is also about 11 days since massive tornadoes ripped through North Carolina. A deadly one, which killed four children in one mobile home, happened about 5 miles east of our home.

My heartfelt prayers go to the victims and their families. My husband and I were 3 hours away at a Scottish Highland Games north of Charlotte. We survived a horrific windstorm and sideways rain but no tornado.

Our homes can be replaced...for the most part. As a writer, I understand all about backup. When I realized I left all the computers at home, along with my printed manuscripts, and flashdrives, I panicked. You see, we planned to stay over one night and I did not want to irritate my husband by sitting in an expensive hotel room tapping on a keyboard. We ended up staying a second night because of the storms. Next time, I will fill my luggage and car with backup discs, flashdrives, and one computer.

Well, today's rain is helping me clean-up my office, signup for TWITTER, and work on my query letter for HEAVEN SENT WARRIOR, my latest paranormal manuscript. I am currently looking for the perfect agent.  Wish me luck!

Friday, April 22, 2011


In high school, back on the first Earth Day-April 22, 1970-I remember a class or two meeting outside and reading about this new 'holiday' and it opened my eyes. We were recently allowed to wear jeans in school, and spring blouses were sheer and colorful. Flowers were everywhere. Spring came a bit late on Long Island, about 30 miles west of New York City, but I had a feeling something good had begun.

Many years later, while working at a hardware store in New Hampshire, I organized an Earth day celebration in the local schools. Our store advertised a coloring contest and asked schools to prompt the kids to color the page and have them posted in our store windows. Then we chose three prize winning schools. I personally delivered a wheelbarrow filled with planting supplies to the to three schools.

The contest motivated the kids and teachers to get invloved in every step AND they learned that winning something that helped everyone-not just themselves-was a great feeling of accomplishment. The contest made our small hardware store a part of the community as well.

Earth Day might be filled with hardship for others.

Plant some flowers or, as in our area, help a family pick up trash after the tornado. Whatever you do, give back to family, friends, neighbors, or Mother Earth. Taking part and helping others will make you feel good. I promise.


Friday, April 15, 2011

Lori Hayes Keizer and I spent a wonderful eveing last night at opening night of the Durham, NC Full Frame Film Festival. We were fortunate to view the first North America showing of the documentary GUILTY PLEASURES, an insight into the Harlequin mystique.

Harleguin's UK office is Mills & Boon and the story evolved around one of their writers (a man), a reader in India, one in Tokyo, another troubled English couple, and a New York based cover model.

Lori and I found out, when the lights went up, we were sitting behind the model! Yum!

Check out the link...



Thursday, April 7, 2011

Interview with Author Joanna A. McKethan

Today I have the delightful task of welcoming fellow Red Rose Publishing author, Joanna A. McKethan to my blog. Her book, Lady in White, is a mainstream gothic thriller and was released on March 10, 2011.

Nancy: Please tell my readers a little bit about your book.

Joanna: This book features a young heroine, a visual artist who studied art abroad in Estonia, a small country near St. Petersburg in Russia, married Estonian royalty and lives with him in a castle. Their love receives a challenge when his secrets and her inquisitive nature collide. Her love of things Estonian and Russian takes a scary turn and brings a legend of horror back to life.

Nancy: Describe the genre of this particular title, and is it the only genre you write in?

Joanna: This genre features a heroine separated from her normal support systems who is chased by unknown villain or villains in a dark and spooky large house on an isolated estate, often a castle setting. Her lover is a brooding man with secrets, and the place takes on an atmosphere and presence of a character. This is the only genre I have finished works in, but I have many ideas for mysteries, and hope to write in that genre as well. My first book, the abandoned one, was fantasy.

Nancy: When did you start writing toward publication?

Joanna: About 30 years ago. And I have published one fiction short story, feature stories, and many poems.

Nancy: Did you have several manuscripts finished before you sold? If so, did you send them out yourself?

Joanna: Yes, I had one completely finished manuscript other than this, and one partly finished novel. I one two prizes on the 90,000-word manuscript, and have sent it out on my own, but my fear has interfered with this—I’ve got to send a sample out to several places, right away. The first one I began I simply abandoned.

Nancy: Why have you become a published author?

Joanna: Wow. Persistence, for sure. Help from professionals, for certain, as well. One of the best things that ever happened to me was joining Heart of Carolinas Romance Writers (HCRW) and then RWA, joining a couple of critique groups and hearing how my story resonated with my writing partners. But this book took off based on a lead from an RWA special interest group, Gothic Writers, to which I belong. Jane Toombs had an anthology in the works with Wendi Felter-Gabbidon, publisher of Red Rose Publishing. I volunteered to write what we then thought would be a short story in a book, but it turned out to be a separate book in a series. I wrote like crazy so I wouldn’t hold up the published writers in the group.

Nancy: Do you have any rejection stories to share?

Joanna: Well, all of my rejections have been nice ones, so not really. My first finished book earned me PRO status with RWA and fell under the editor’s category of “I didn’t love it enough to champion it.” Mostly the rejections revolve around the gothic genre, because the reasons all have to do with some aspect of a gothic, even the slower, atmospheric beginnings.

Nancy: What is your writing routine like?

Joanna: I actually have one now, so I can answer that question. My best time for “from scratch” writing is first thing in the morning, so I write three new pages in longhand. However, I run a full scale art and teaching business, so sometimes my paintings pre-empt my writing. However Mondays and Tuesdays are set aside for creative work, so I get to spend two whole days writing and organizing my writing and doing the research which I love. While my books are contemporaries, they are based on something historical. So I’m publicizing this book, marketing the other book, and writing the new one. It’s a nice rhythm.

Nancy: What sort of promo do you do? Do you have help?

Joanna: I am a total novice to promo—and my friend, Nancy Badger, is helping me with this. However, I have started by making a list of contacts, like at local libraries, and am getting some good response and will be working out an “itinerary” shortly, even if that means walking/talking from web site to web site. I already had a web site, but I am behind in that, and have to update that immediately.

Nancy: Having achieved your goal to be a published author, what is the most rewarding thing?

Joanna: When I look at that beautiful cover designed by Dawné Dominique and say, “Yep, that’s it. That’s what I’ve always wanted to do, and there it is!”

Nancy: Are you a member of any writing organizations and, if so, have they helped?

Joanna: Yes. I’ve been a member of North Carolina Writers Network the longest and have done their conferences and critique groups. As I said, RWA, Romance Writers of America, HCRW, Gothic Writers, NC Poetry Society, and Writer’s Ink, and I was briefly a member of Mystery Writers in Raleigh and Smithfield Writers before that. I’ve done the writers’ conference sponsored by Judith Hill in the mountains, and I started and ran the Harnett County Writers groups for close to ten years before that folded.

Nancy: Will you share some encouraging words for authors still struggling for that first contract?

Joanna: Write as many words and as much as you can in any way that works for you; learn as much craft as you can, mix with successfully published writers that will let you tag along. Find your writing niche. That’s the business success model and it works for artists and writers, as well.

Nancy: What’s next for you?

Joanna: I’m hoping to get my longer manuscript, a 90-000 worder, to an editor who will love it or to an agent who will take on placing it so I can finish the new one I am working on, set in Scotland, that I am very excited about. That of course might mean a trip to Scotland!


Michaela paints a new life for herself when she eagerly accepts an offer of art exchange student in what was a Communist country only a few years before. An artist by craft and by nature, she wants to prove her talent in foreign waters. Her love of truth requires her to question everything and dig for answers. In Estonia she meets and falls in love with Peeter, an art professor, government contractor, and a royal.

He loves her desperately, admiring her staunch separations of black and white. She loves Peeter wholly, not realizing a secret shame drives him. How he deals with life is challenged by his new wife and her unwitting exposing of the past so that he must finally confront his and his father’s unpardonable sin. Michaela plows through danger, even her own. Any single move might redeem her—or kill her.

A little bit about the author 
Joanna McKethan is a Southerner with advantages from the Old South and the New, a wife, mother, and grandmother who lived and returned from abroad to her country home in the south. She is an artist, a poet, a teacher, as well as an arts business owner. She has always wanted to paint and write, and has hidden her love for novels behind her paintings until now. She has worked as an assistant editor, written feature stories, and published her poetry. Now her lifelong dream of publishing novels has begun. Her grown children visit her and her grandchildren blow bubbles with her on the lawn. Her "grand-cat," Buddy Number Two has just returned from a long absence, much to her joy. You can sample her creativity at


I do love castles. Loving them does not mean living in them, necessarily. For the most part, castles are cold, clammy places where shadows move about at will. Lately I had seen more than my share. However, loving Peeter, the owner and lord of Haapsalu Castle and marrying Peeter required my residency within its walls.

Castle princess—me and Grace Kelly—I accepted the role eagerly, if not literally. Who wouldn’t? One look at my gorgeous man—black curly hair, strong Roman nose, those high cheek bones, sunken cheeks, and grey-blue eyes dancing with mischief—what more would it take to convince me I had married a royal?

Shared convictions of faith and love of art didn’t hurt our relationship, either.

“You have laughing eyes,” I told him before we married.

He confessed he thought I flirted with him.

“Moi?” I pretended innocence.

I will not bore anyone regaling our wedding. Every girl thinks hers the best, and a wedding in a castle? Well, that was a show stopper. My dress was custom-designed St. Petersburg “Svetlana” lace—exquisite, a white wedding dress dipping to the floor, edged at my neck by a ribbon of fuchsia and contrary to Southern customs, given by the groom. Peeter dressed in a shiny black tux. His appearance took another direction from his usual slack elegance, fitted for lords and professors. Yes, the castle wedding was picturesque; I have an album to show for it, but today I must travel to the Tallinn Art Museum where I work. Peeter still teaches art at the University of Tallinn, where I first met him. He leaves later in the morning for his classes.

Peeter also works with the Estonian government on matters concerning aqueducts.

This morning I donned a linen skirt and layered a shall, a square knitted shawl, an Estonian craft of distinction, over it. Draping beautifully, the corners fell like a cloth diamond over the blouse. I lifted my curls, added earrings, and checked the mirror to make sure the front showed instead of the backside, like I sometimes managed.

Peeter stirred. “You look beautiful, Michaela.” His voice was early morning raspy.

“Why, I’m thrilled you say so,” I said, dipping to peck him on the forehead.

He pulled me down to him.

“Peeter, stop.” But my voice was playful as I straightened up and hand-ironed my skirt. “Linen wrinkles easily. They’ll ask what I did to cause such wrinkles.”

“And you will tell them.” He gave a satisfied smirk, lifting bushy brows repeatedly. He jumped out of bed, grabbed his robe from the chair and threw it around his shoulders without closing it. “I’ll eat with you before you leave or, maybe I’ll eat you before you leave.” He grabbed me.

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Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Thought for the day...

On Books…

Some books leave us free and some make us free

—Ralph Waldo Emerson

Take a walk, take a hike, but BRING YOUR BOOK!