Meet the men in my life...

Today I thought I'd introduce you to the men in my life. But just so you know, I'm a one woman man! LOL

Marshall - a sexy detective who isn't afraid to break the rules to protect the woman he loves. And he knows "ALL THE RIGHT MOVES" to make her happy!

Clint - a take charge ex-navy seal mercenary who rushes in to rescue a damsel in distress and ends up needing rescuing himself, from her sassy tongue and Dolly Parton curves. "AGAINST THE ODDS" they find love at the end of their journey.

Luke - a quiet mountain man with a tortured soul, who literally has an angel of salvation dumped into his lap, in "SOMEONE TO LOVE ME".

Brent - a body guard turned kidnapper, who learns soon enough that the "THE SENATOR'S DAUGHTER" he's abducted is more trouble than he can handle.

Mike - a small town detective raising a teenager on his own, trying to ignore a pretty divorcee "CUPID'S ARROW" keeps shooting in his way.

These men all have something in common. They're the perfect, take charge alpha males every woman dreams about. They're tough and go after what they want, but able to show a tender side when it comes to their women. And when they love, they love fiercely and forever.

In January you'll be able to meet Logan:)

Congratulations, Amy!

AmyC won a copy of Overdue For Love from The Wild Rose Press

Another reason I’m a Lark is because my husband and I adopted a dog this year. We went to the shelter looking for a sedate poodle, but a frisky Jack Russell Terrier charmed his way into our hearts and our car. We named him Spencer Tracy and isn’t the resemblance amazing?

Adopting an older dog requires lots of patience, consistency and love but is immensely rewarding. Everyday we get lots of hugs and wet doggy kisses.

In Spencer Tracy’s honor there will be a weekend contest. Anyone who offers a comment to any of the weekend posts is eligible to win a prize. Winner will be announced Sunday night.

Friday Lark

Hi Sarita, Interesting blog - can't wait for further revelations!

Margaret Blake

Bringing up the rear

Ah, the first full week of blogging here at The Lark Journals is coming to a close. I hope we have many, many more weeks of sharing...with each other and with you, our readers. I've had fun peeking in each day to see what Debbie, Kathleen and Margaret had to say. I know I'll learn so much about and from them by sharing this experience.

Early last week I chose a topic for today's blog. I mulled it over, smiled, decided it was certainly the perfect topic for my first Lark post. Absolutely the best choice. Yep, it was the one. No doubt. The first thing I had to share with all of you. Uh huh.

By this past Wednesday I'd begun to wonder if I'd made the right decision. After all, there will be many weeks when I can talk about that, but only one first week post. Right? I knew you'd agree. So I took out my mental pencil and scratched this morning's scene. Didn't erase it, merely filed it for future use. Then I decided on this morning's topic. And what, you ask, would that be?

Me. You see, this is my chance to introduce myself to you.

I won't bore you with the dull stuff. Let's just say I was born, I grew up and here I am. I've been married to the same wonderful man for years. I can honestly say he is the inspiration for every hero I write, the happily ever after to each tale I tell. Without him I'd be lost. With him I can't stop smiling. :) We live in a rural part of New York, surrounded by hills and trees. Among other things, I like to garden, paint, sew and take photographs. In the summer we hike, row and watch the stars above our hills. During the long, snowy winter months we snowshoe, cross-country ski and watch those same stars twinkle above us. And in between, I write.

Some of my earliest memories involve reading and writing. It's no surprise that I'd write mystery and romance. I was a curious kid. I liked puzzles, solving riddles and my idol was Harriet the Spy. So mystery writing? No shock, that one. And romance...well, who doesn't adore love? I know I do. I love everything about love! Writing about it is a pleasure, and a passion.

So there you have it, a little about me. Thanks for stopping by and visiting with us!

Pardon? Oh, the topic that I've filed for future sharing? What was it, you ask?

Hmm...I suppose you'll have to stop by again if you want the answer to that one! A lady's got to have some secrets, doesn't she?!

Early Morning Lark

I'm the earliest lark of all - I am up and about and at my computer while my fellow larks are cuddled up in their nests. The reason is simple I am on UK time which is five hours in front of those on USA eastern time. It makes for some confusion sometimes.

I find the worst thing about the time difference is coming back from the USA. That is really difficult. It takes me days to get over the jet lag - anyone have any tips how to do this?

Romance paints life in pink and pink is my favourite colour. I enjoy romance because I can lose myself in a world where there are no money worries, love always triumphs and the men are gorgeous hunks. Ah, if only real life were like that. I never write a sequel to my romances, I think that is because if I did, then the reality would have to hit - and who wants reality. Box of chocolates, nice cup of coffee, snuggle down in a favourite arm chair and be transported. I transport myself so I hope I do the same for my readers.

Romance is my favourite genre because it is so pleasurable. What's not to be pleasurable about finding Mr Right and falling in love? Of couse you have to have conflict on the way; he doesn't understand her and vice-versa. Someone wants to make trouble for them - but it is love that triumphs in the end. This is what makes the world go around afer all. Besides that I get to visit exciting places, some that I have never been to. The funniest thing is writing about a place, then going later and finding it is not as romantic as you envisaged. That happened to me once, so I wont be going there again! But generally you can find the romance in a place if you look hard enough. Now take Paris, big, bustling beautiful city. There are loads of people there, but as you walk around, check out to see how many are holding hands, or staring into one another's eyes. You will be surprised! But then, Paris is the city of lovers, or so the Parisians like to say.

Well this is my first blog - hey I am a virgin blogger, hope you enjoyed it.

If you have nothing better to do check me out at www.romancejunkies.com. I am in their author spotlight, and my interview with the ovely Holly Hewson at wwww.theromancestudio.com You will find it excerpts from my latest novel Beloved Deceiver...

Happy Reading, Margaret Blake.

Hello From Kathleen

Wow it’s Wednesday! I’m thrilled to be the middle-of- the- week blogger and I’m also thrilled to be with kindred spirits – my three fellow Whiskey Creek Press authors.

We are all morning writers (Larks). Though what is morning for me is afternoon for Margaret Blake in England. We just call her Super Lark. Like Debbie, I also live in Florida – near Tampa. And like Sarita I write both short stories and novels.

I’m still amazed – even after ten years – to be a mystery novelist. I studied and got an M.F.A in creative writing at the University of Iowa’s Writer’s Workshop a while back (quite a while) and fully intended to write literary novels.

Until my twenties it never occurred to me that a mystery novel could be literature. I remembered the stack of whodunits my aunt kept by her bed when I was a kid. The lurid covers always contained a well-dressed dead young woman lying in a poll of burgundy-colored blood. I assumed all mysteries were scary and second rate.

As fate would have it, my first boss was a mystery addict who introduced me to his favorite writers – Sharon McCrumb, Elizabeth George and Martha Grimes.

These women were graceful, elegant writers and mystery writers. I found Anne Perry on my own and was wowed. Like Dickens, her writing gives you a vivid sense of Victorian England—the sooty skyline, the pervasive poverty and the wealth and power of the upper class.

She made me want to write a police procedural. And so I did and then I wrote another. Now I’m hard at work on a third. I’ve never regretted the path I took because it was what I was meant to do.
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