Launch Announcement

I am happy to share that The Cornerstone, the next novel in the series started by The Sweetwater Trail, is released and available on Amazon. 

The story was inspired by tales of the founding of a family shingle mill. During my research of the western logging industry in the late 1800s, I was impressed by the stamina of the teams of loggers who brought down the giant trees of the virgin forests on the Oregon coast. I imagined the shudder of the trees crashing to the forest floor, the ferns crushing beneath the weight of the massive trunks, the crackling of the boughs. These were ancient trees with trunks that could not be straddled by a single man, felled with saws powered by the loggers’ strength.

If you have the opportunity to visit the Oregon coast, the Tillamook County Pioneer Museum is an excellent place to get insight into the pioneer communities and early logging operations around the Tillamook Bay and Kilchis Point areas.

The next project? A novella to follow The Cornerstone to be released in 2015.

The Romance Review Anniversary Party

The folks over at The Romance Reviews will be celebrating their third anniversary with games and prizes for readers.   The celebration starts on March 1, 2014 at 12:00 am EST and runs until March 31, 2014 at 11:59 pm EST. 

I'm participating by awarding a signed paper copy of "The Sweetwater Trail" to the first reader who correctly answers the question regarding the book on The Romance Reviews game site. 

If you click on the title to this post, it is linked to the game site.

Have fun and enjoy the game!



"Holiday Cheer" and "Cornerstone" Updates


The book signing event at the Oregon Historical Society's "Holiday Cheer" event was exciting.  I was prepared - copies of "The Sweetwater Trail" stacked on the table, a special pen given to me by my husband, a bottle of water.  From this author's point of view, the event was well organized; from this reader's point of view, the event was well curated and fun.  It was a great opportunity to connect with readers new to "The Sweetwater Trail" and a chance to talk with readers who wanted to know when the second book in the series will be out.  I hope to participate in 2014 "Holiday Cheer" event with "Cornerstone."


And where is "Cornerstone"?  It is on my writing table with nine chapters of heavy rewriting to go before the copyediting stage.  I've had the book out to a wonderful beta reader and I am updating the manuscript based on questions and comments from that reading.  As you can see, my cat is particularly interested in my progress and contributes by sitting on pages, keeping the paper warm.

The talented Elise Ertel has started looking at images for the cover artwork.  I know the cover will be as beautiful as the cover she created for "The Sweetwater Trail."

While I am finishing "Cornerstone," I'm planning the next novel in the series, tentatively titled "Heart's Haven," to be released in 2015 ... more on that project in a future post.

"Cornerstone" Location


My great nephew, age 7, is intrigued by fishing.  When my family camped on Mount Hood this summer, his mother never said "no" to one more walk to Timothy Lake with our fishing gear.  We fished; she collected fishing weights found in the water by her youngest son.

Casting for trout from the banks of the lake, I thought of my father.  He taught me to tie on a hook and to choose weights for the line.  My husband taught me the art of returning the fish I caught to the water.  I confess, letting a fish go was a hard lesson for me.  I was taught to eat what I caught.  But I’ve come to appreciate the idea of stretching the lip on the same fish over and over.

I watched trout jump to catch Caddis flies and my nephew cast with his second season year old pole.  We caught rock fish, stick fish, Douglas fir branch fish, lake grass fish … none of the trout were disturbed by worms or PowerBait.

Crouching so my nephew could cast without hooking me, I realized Timothy Lake was an ideal setting inspiration for Cornerstone, the book I’m working on and will be available later in the fall.  The steep hills with the boulders and fir trees became a mill site in my imagination and I could picture Cade Braedon and Silver St. Ives walking on the skid road winding through the forest. 

I found my phone in the fishing tackle box and took pictures to put up on my monitor as I write for inspiration and to remember a day spent fishing (not catching) with a beloved nephew.