My alter ego has been just as busy. I also write for Whispers Publishing as Nancy Lee Badger. I have a Scottish paranromal with them called DRAGON'S CURSE, but an opportunity came about when the editors at Whispers called for short stories that included a Christmas wedding. I came up with a contemporary romance that fit the bill! I worked on it, submitted it, and waited. Five days later, they bought it! Here is a small blurb to whet your appetities!
Army widow Jayne Rockwell searches for a secure future for her and her two daughters. Staff Sergeant Christopher Hawkins regrets leaving young Jayne eight years ago to go off to war. A crash encounter a week before Christmas thrusts these two lonely people back into each other’s lives once more.
Jayne must learn to trust a man who disappeared with her heart. Chris must overcome the guilt of taking her innocence, and then leaving her heartbroken and alone.
A Christmas wedding brings them closer when Jayne spies him as a groomsman in Highland dress, complete with kilt. He cannot keep his eyes off the woman in green velvet wearing a wedding ring. Accusations, explanations, and remorse leads to a love that erupts among candlelight, Christmas carols, and a dark room. Who needs mistletoe?
UNWRAPPING CHRIS will be released by Whispers Publishing on December 3rd. Visit their website at www.WhispersHome.com to download.
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Sunday, October 24, 2010
ANNUAL MAMMOGRAMS
October is National Breast Cancer Awareness Month (NBCAM). Since the program began in 1985, mammography rates have more than doubled for women age 50 and older and breast cancer deaths have declined. This is great news! And the relief of knowing you are okay is sweet and worth the few minutes of discomfort!
I had my mammogram last week. My darling hubby accompanied me and patiently waited as the small line progressed. No, I did not insist he follow me into the room. I have had mammograms for over 15 years. Knowing he was outside waiting was comforting, non the less.
I have many more books to write. Knowing I am cancer-free is one more stress removed. October is Breast Cancer awareness month, so get your today!
I had my mammogram last week. My darling hubby accompanied me and patiently waited as the small line progressed. No, I did not insist he follow me into the room. I have had mammograms for over 15 years. Knowing he was outside waiting was comforting, non the less.
I have many more books to write. Knowing I am cancer-free is one more stress removed. October is Breast Cancer awareness month, so get your today!
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
My Mammogram is scheduled for October 21ST...when is yours?
NATIONAL BREAST CANCER AWARENESS MONTH
October is National Breast Cancer Awareness Month (NBCAM). Since the program began in 1985, mammography rates have more than doubled for women age 50 and older and breast cancer deaths have declined.
This is exciting progress, but there are still women who do not take advantage of early detection at all and others who do not get screening mammograms and clinical breast exams at regular intervals. {Insert any or all of the following bullets, depending on your goal.}
• Women age 65 and older are less likely to get mammograms than younger women, even though breast cancer risk increases with age.
• Hispanic women have fewer mammograms than Caucasian women and African American women.
• Women below poverty level are less likely than women at higher incomes to have had a mammogram within the past two years.
• Mammography use has increased for all groups except American Indians and Alaska Natives.
I believe that if all women age 40 and older took advantage of early detection methods – mammography plus clinical breast exam – breast cancer death rates would drop much further, up to 30 percent. The key to mammography screening is that it be done routinely – once is not enough.
For more information about NBCAM, please visit www.nbcam.org For additional information, please call one of the following toll-free numbers: American Cancer Society,(800) 227-2345, National Cancer Institute (NCI), (800) 4-CANCER, Y-ME National Breast Cancer Organization, (800) 221-2141.
The National Breast Cancer Awareness Month program is dedicated to increasing public knowledge about the importance of early detection of breast cancer. Fifteen national public service organizations, professional associations, and government agencies comprise the Board of Sponsors, who work together to ensure that the NBCAM message is heard by thousands of women and their families.
A note from Nancy ***
Becka, the heroine in my book, SECRET LOVE MATCH, volunteers her time to produce 15 second television adds promoting cancer awarenes. When my hero, Taylor, stands in front of her and the camera and tells how he'd travel the galaxy in order to find a cure for the cancer that killed his mother, well...you'll have to read more. SECRET LOVE MATCH is available at Red Rose Publishing, AllRomanceEBooks, Fictionwise, and Amazon.
I had my first mammogram when I was thirty-four AND had to pay $140 to get it. Insurance carriers did not believe in this new procedure. Now I get one every year and have found a medical center who kindly sends me a reminder AND allows me to make my appointment on-line. My mammogram is scheduled for October 21st…when’s yours?
October is National Breast Cancer Awareness Month (NBCAM). Since the program began in 1985, mammography rates have more than doubled for women age 50 and older and breast cancer deaths have declined.
This is exciting progress, but there are still women who do not take advantage of early detection at all and others who do not get screening mammograms and clinical breast exams at regular intervals. {Insert any or all of the following bullets, depending on your goal.}
• Women age 65 and older are less likely to get mammograms than younger women, even though breast cancer risk increases with age.
• Hispanic women have fewer mammograms than Caucasian women and African American women.
• Women below poverty level are less likely than women at higher incomes to have had a mammogram within the past two years.
• Mammography use has increased for all groups except American Indians and Alaska Natives.
I believe that if all women age 40 and older took advantage of early detection methods – mammography plus clinical breast exam – breast cancer death rates would drop much further, up to 30 percent. The key to mammography screening is that it be done routinely – once is not enough.
For more information about NBCAM, please visit www.nbcam.org For additional information, please call one of the following toll-free numbers: American Cancer Society,(800) 227-2345, National Cancer Institute (NCI), (800) 4-CANCER, Y-ME National Breast Cancer Organization, (800) 221-2141.
The National Breast Cancer Awareness Month program is dedicated to increasing public knowledge about the importance of early detection of breast cancer. Fifteen national public service organizations, professional associations, and government agencies comprise the Board of Sponsors, who work together to ensure that the NBCAM message is heard by thousands of women and their families.
A note from Nancy ***
Becka, the heroine in my book, SECRET LOVE MATCH, volunteers her time to produce 15 second television adds promoting cancer awarenes. When my hero, Taylor, stands in front of her and the camera and tells how he'd travel the galaxy in order to find a cure for the cancer that killed his mother, well...you'll have to read more. SECRET LOVE MATCH is available at Red Rose Publishing, AllRomanceEBooks, Fictionwise, and Amazon.
I had my first mammogram when I was thirty-four AND had to pay $140 to get it. Insurance carriers did not believe in this new procedure. Now I get one every year and have found a medical center who kindly sends me a reminder AND allows me to make my appointment on-line. My mammogram is scheduled for October 21st…when’s yours?
Friday, October 1, 2010
DESTINY'S MOUNTAINis available now!
As promised, here is another excerpt of my new, romantic suspense full of stalkers, a murder, ghostly voices, a mountain rescue, spicy sex, and everlasting romance!
EXCERPT
Jacob glanced around the cabin. His eyes focused on the kitchen’s vinyl floor. Splattered across the cool, usually spotless floor were several muddy prints.
A man’s boot prints.
He knelt down and looked closer. Were these made by hiking boots? The treads looked similar to his.
Jacob spied a flashlight on top of her refrigerator. He grabbed it and ventured out the back door into the dark. Careful not to walk where the mysterious tracks furrowed into the snow, he followed them about twenty feet until he noticed smaller tracks he was certain belonged to Destiny.
Someone must have bashed in her door then chased her into the night. The light snowfall only covered the tracks with a very thin veil, so it had happened recently. The tracks led in the direction of Mountain Mist Falls. He tried to remember the name of that trail as he ran back inside to call the police.
“Beaver Ridge trail?” He tried out the name, and then nodded. “Yes, that’s it,” he said as he picked up the phone. A roar of frustration filled the cabin as he stood listening to the silent phone. No dial tone.
He already knew from past experience his cell phone would prove useless in this area. How could he get help? If he took the time to drive back to town, Destiny might get hurt or killed. He couldn’t chance it.
Instead, Jacob searched through the kitchen drawers. He latched on to a pad of paper and a pen then jotted down a message telling whoever might find it what he had discovered and where he’d gone.
He glanced around her cabin once more and then grabbed her ski hat and pulled it down onto his head. The little feminine knit cap hugged him tightly, but he didn’t care how he looked. It was snowing, and he needed to stay warm. He’d neglected to buy himself a hat. He’d put off many things over the last two months, with his mind filled with thoughts of her.
Destiny had my heart the moment she kissed me in the shower.
Note from Nancy…if you think that’s hot, download DESTINY’S MOUNTAIN today!
Buy Link at Red Rose Publishing: http://bit.ly/a4NOHE
| White Mountains of New Hampshire |
EXCERPT
Jacob glanced around the cabin. His eyes focused on the kitchen’s vinyl floor. Splattered across the cool, usually spotless floor were several muddy prints.
A man’s boot prints.
He knelt down and looked closer. Were these made by hiking boots? The treads looked similar to his.
Jacob spied a flashlight on top of her refrigerator. He grabbed it and ventured out the back door into the dark. Careful not to walk where the mysterious tracks furrowed into the snow, he followed them about twenty feet until he noticed smaller tracks he was certain belonged to Destiny.
Someone must have bashed in her door then chased her into the night. The light snowfall only covered the tracks with a very thin veil, so it had happened recently. The tracks led in the direction of Mountain Mist Falls. He tried to remember the name of that trail as he ran back inside to call the police.
“Beaver Ridge trail?” He tried out the name, and then nodded. “Yes, that’s it,” he said as he picked up the phone. A roar of frustration filled the cabin as he stood listening to the silent phone. No dial tone.
He already knew from past experience his cell phone would prove useless in this area. How could he get help? If he took the time to drive back to town, Destiny might get hurt or killed. He couldn’t chance it.
Instead, Jacob searched through the kitchen drawers. He latched on to a pad of paper and a pen then jotted down a message telling whoever might find it what he had discovered and where he’d gone.
He glanced around her cabin once more and then grabbed her ski hat and pulled it down onto his head. The little feminine knit cap hugged him tightly, but he didn’t care how he looked. It was snowing, and he needed to stay warm. He’d neglected to buy himself a hat. He’d put off many things over the last two months, with his mind filled with thoughts of her.
Destiny had my heart the moment she kissed me in the shower.
Note from Nancy…if you think that’s hot, download DESTINY’S MOUNTAIN today!
Buy Link at Red Rose Publishing: http://bit.ly/a4NOHE
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Excerpt from DESTINY'S MOUNTAIN
Here's a teaser...a short excerpt from my newly released romantic suspense from Red Rose Publishing. DESTINY'S MOUNTAIN will thrill you to no end. Here's the buy link: http://bit.ly/a4NOHE
Book Blurb, first:
In a quirky college town surrounded by the mountains of New Hampshire new art history professor, Jacob Oliver, hikes a trail on a crisp September morning. He contemplates his life. Divorced and forced out of his job with the Boston Police due to a horrific accident, he spots a naked woman beneath a majestic waterfall. Escaping, he falls and reinjures his knee.
Destiny Blake hears a noise. Someone is on her mountain. She finds a handsome man sitting in the mud. Love blooms and lust consumes them after she helps him to the safety of her cabin. Soon, assumptions pull them apart, leaving her vulnerable to the unwanted attentions of other men.
When Jacob decides he cannot live without her, he must save her from a madman who chases her up her mountain through the cold, snowy darkness of a November night. Ghostly voices push Jacob onward, and urge Destiny to fight back. Pain, hypothermia, and death threaten before the sun rises. Can Destiny and Jacob make it off Destiny's mountain...alive?
EXCERPT
With no possibility of heading back down the main trail, since that maniac probably followed close behind, she focused on an image of a trail map in her head. He was somewhere between her and safety, but other trails curled around the mountain. Darkness urged her to stay on the one trail she knew best. Had she veered off onto a smaller trail? Once daylight arrived, she could escape another way. The man chasing her was athletic, but he wasn’t as fast or he would have caught her by now. Besides, the moose hadn’t smelled him, which proved he lagged behind.
Where was Jacob? She could really use his company right about now. What was he doing at his moment when she needed him? Was he home asleep in his bed? If so, she hoped he slept alone.
He never called her or just stopped by. He ignored her at the dining hall and rarely said a word when they met in town. Still, that time he came upon her in the drugstore brought a warm rush of desire to heat her from the inside out. He’d been about to suggest something before Josie turned up and ruined everything.
Shivering, and on the verge of tears, she knew she had to take control of her own destiny. I have to save myself. The blackness of these woods proved both a curse and a comfort. If I can’t see my stalker coming, then the jerk can’t see me.
Holding her breath, she cocked her head and listened to the dark. Again, she heard the crackling sound of snapping twigs amid something shuffling through dead leaves.
A light blanket of crunchy snow coated the trail, which added to the bitter cold of a moonless sky. At least a partial moon would have given her a chance to see the man who was coming her way. She knew this time he was the one making the sounds. Her only advantage over her hunter was that she knew this mountain better. Every twist and turn, every rock and gorge was imprinted in her brain. This was her home, not his.
Book Blurb, first:
In a quirky college town surrounded by the mountains of New Hampshire new art history professor, Jacob Oliver, hikes a trail on a crisp September morning. He contemplates his life. Divorced and forced out of his job with the Boston Police due to a horrific accident, he spots a naked woman beneath a majestic waterfall. Escaping, he falls and reinjures his knee.
Destiny Blake hears a noise. Someone is on her mountain. She finds a handsome man sitting in the mud. Love blooms and lust consumes them after she helps him to the safety of her cabin. Soon, assumptions pull them apart, leaving her vulnerable to the unwanted attentions of other men.
When Jacob decides he cannot live without her, he must save her from a madman who chases her up her mountain through the cold, snowy darkness of a November night. Ghostly voices push Jacob onward, and urge Destiny to fight back. Pain, hypothermia, and death threaten before the sun rises. Can Destiny and Jacob make it off Destiny's mountain...alive?
EXCERPT
With no possibility of heading back down the main trail, since that maniac probably followed close behind, she focused on an image of a trail map in her head. He was somewhere between her and safety, but other trails curled around the mountain. Darkness urged her to stay on the one trail she knew best. Had she veered off onto a smaller trail? Once daylight arrived, she could escape another way. The man chasing her was athletic, but he wasn’t as fast or he would have caught her by now. Besides, the moose hadn’t smelled him, which proved he lagged behind.
Where was Jacob? She could really use his company right about now. What was he doing at his moment when she needed him? Was he home asleep in his bed? If so, she hoped he slept alone.
He never called her or just stopped by. He ignored her at the dining hall and rarely said a word when they met in town. Still, that time he came upon her in the drugstore brought a warm rush of desire to heat her from the inside out. He’d been about to suggest something before Josie turned up and ruined everything.
Shivering, and on the verge of tears, she knew she had to take control of her own destiny. I have to save myself. The blackness of these woods proved both a curse and a comfort. If I can’t see my stalker coming, then the jerk can’t see me.
Holding her breath, she cocked her head and listened to the dark. Again, she heard the crackling sound of snapping twigs amid something shuffling through dead leaves.
A light blanket of crunchy snow coated the trail, which added to the bitter cold of a moonless sky. At least a partial moon would have given her a chance to see the man who was coming her way. She knew this time he was the one making the sounds. Her only advantage over her hunter was that she knew this mountain better. Every twist and turn, every rock and gorge was imprinted in her brain. This was her home, not his.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
My article RESEARCH: A WALK IN THE PARK is up at Savvy Authors
Want to learn a little more about what helps an author write the story of their heart? Click on over to the a SAVVY AUTHORS BLOG at http://bit.ly/cmxXO1 and see what I have to say on the subject!
Saturday, August 21, 2010
A Preview of DESTINY'S MOUNTAIN
My romantic suspense, DESTINY'S MOUNTAIN, will be released September 30th, 2010 from Red Rose Publishing. I have revamped my blog by showcasing the beautiful autumn leaves that New Hampshire is famous for. Here's an excerpt to whet your appetite:
A footpath led off to his left. Picking his way through the smaller overgrown trail, which looked more like a deer path, he followed the sounds. Both the sweet melody and the roar of falling water grew louder.
Abruptly, the beautiful singing turned to playful splashing.
Peering through a blueberry bush, conscious of the possibility of berry-eating bears, he focused on the magnificent waterfall. From his vantage point, he couldn’t see the top of the falls, but at its base, a round pool of silvery foam churned under the weight of the falling water. He didn’t see the singer.
Did I dream all this? In the middle of the day? He leaned closer. Prickly branches weighed down by fat, juicy blueberries clawed his shirt. A sudden splash of foamy water pulled his attention toward a woman as she burst up out of the pool, her glorious back to him. A long gold braid fell between her tan shoulder blades, reaching the top of her well-rounded bottom. Froth dripped down her slickened body.
“Beautiful!” he shouted. Uh-oh. He clapped his hand over his mouth Too late.
She turned his way, as if searching the thick vegetation for a voyeur…, which was him. Water dripped over her milky skin, and...
Well, you get the picture. My books start out during the crisp early autumn of September, and ends in the midst of an early November snowfall on Destiny's Mountain.
The winner of my last blog's question is Kristen Paul! She came closest to the answer I was searching for. Congratulations, Kristen! A gift is on the way!
A footpath led off to his left. Picking his way through the smaller overgrown trail, which looked more like a deer path, he followed the sounds. Both the sweet melody and the roar of falling water grew louder.
Abruptly, the beautiful singing turned to playful splashing.
Peering through a blueberry bush, conscious of the possibility of berry-eating bears, he focused on the magnificent waterfall. From his vantage point, he couldn’t see the top of the falls, but at its base, a round pool of silvery foam churned under the weight of the falling water. He didn’t see the singer.
Did I dream all this? In the middle of the day? He leaned closer. Prickly branches weighed down by fat, juicy blueberries clawed his shirt. A sudden splash of foamy water pulled his attention toward a woman as she burst up out of the pool, her glorious back to him. A long gold braid fell between her tan shoulder blades, reaching the top of her well-rounded bottom. Froth dripped down her slickened body.
“Beautiful!” he shouted. Uh-oh. He clapped his hand over his mouth Too late.
She turned his way, as if searching the thick vegetation for a voyeur…, which was him. Water dripped over her milky skin, and...
Well, you get the picture. My books start out during the crisp early autumn of September, and ends in the midst of an early November snowfall on Destiny's Mountain.
The winner of my last blog's question is Kristen Paul! She came closest to the answer I was searching for. Congratulations, Kristen! A gift is on the way!
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