My boyfriend just asked me if I’d be willing to move from California to Tucson. My first thought was, “But Tucson’s ugly.” My second thought was, “Hmmm that would give me another exotic place to write about.”

Does the motivation to write better interfere with anyone else’s major life decisions, or am I the only one? I’d love to hear that I’m not the only writer whose drive to be a better writer interferes with big-life decisions. I’m wondering if anyone who has gotten pregnant was able to write about it? Or gotten divorced? Or married? Or took on a job?


An Intense, Emotional Journey

Silent Cries

Charlene believes she’s an ordinary housewife and mother with ordinary challenges. Gradually, she comes to realize her marriage isn’t healthy and that her husband’s treatment isn’t normal. Relying only on her own courage and the help of a few friends, she struggles to free herself and her children from a relationship that has turned their lives into a living nightmare.


Can Love Survive Friday the 13th?

The Superstitious Romance Friday the 13th has always been unlucky for history professor Camille Britain, and this one doesn’t seem any different. In an effort to escape her failed marriage, Camille is renting a cabin in beautiful Island Park, Idaho, where she meets wildlife photographer Jackson Armstrong, who scoffs at her superstitious ways and infuriates her with his offers of help.