Saturday, August 2, 2014

My Writing Has Gone to the Dogs (and Cats) - RESCUED

NOW AVAILABLE! and at B& in eBook and Trade Paperback. Every sale benefits the Tunica Humane Society. Get yours today.

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It's official--my writing has gone to the dogs...and cats). In just a month, my next book, RESCUED, will be available. It's a sweet contemporary romance and proceeds from sales will benefit the Tunica Humane Society, a no-kill animal shelter in my area in Mississippi.

I'm so pleased to have found a way I can help support their efforts, and I hope you will join me by purchasing your copy of RESCUED today. 

Enjoy this blurb about RESCUED and a short excerpt:

Alexandra Ramsey has been rescuing strays since she was abandoned by her mother at the age of seven. Now Alex’s passion is poured into Harley’s Haven, the no-kill animal shelter she built from scratch in Cade's Point, Mississippi.
Evan Whiting rode the crest of the wave of success as a top chef in Manhattan until 26 people were sickened by bad crab meat. He lost his restaurant, his savings, his reputation and his wife. Evan retreats to the home he inherited in rural Mississippi to start over.
Both Alex and Evan are about to be RESCUED. Then there’s Walter….
Alex shielded her eyes against the bright July sun and called to her sister, “You see him?”
“He ran down toward that stand of trees.”
Waiting and watching, she saw the tall grass wave from a flurry of movement. “Gotcha.” She took off, motioning for Kellie to circle around in hopes of setting a trap. As she raced into a clearing, her right foot sank ankle deep in muck and she stumbled. “Crap.” She pulled her foot loose, then dug into the muddy mess to retrieve her sneaker.
Kellie waved to get her attention and pointed.
Alex nodded and slogged through the rain-soaked field. Sweat poured down her face and stung her eyes. When she stopped about five feet from Walter, he stood and stared at her, panting.
Realizing he was outdone, he lay on his back and rolled over, exposing his belly.
Alex dropped onto the ground beside him. “Walter, what is wrong with you? I know you miss Amy. We all do. But you’ve got to stop running off like this.”
The seventy-pound shepherd-collie mix looked up at her, his tongue lolling to one side.
She rubbed his tummy and attached a leash to his collar. “You look like a pig that’s been rollin’ in the barnyard. And we have people coming to meet you in an hour.”
Kellie caught up with her and bent over, winded from the chase. “That dog’s gonna be the death of us both. How are we gonna get him back to the shelter?”
Alex stood and tugged on the leash, urging Walter to his feet. “How do you think?”
“Alex, not again. I just got the upholstery cleaned from the last time.”
“I told you to bring a blanket.” Before Alex could start back across the field, Walter bolted, pulling her along behind. She dug in her heels and held the leash with both hands. “Stop!”
The dog stilled and looked back at her as if to say, “What? You said we have people to meet.”
When they reached Harley’s Haven, the no-kill animal shelter Alex operated, Kellie surveyed the condition of the rear leather seats of her Solara convertible and groaned. “I should get plastic seat covers. Next time we’re bringing your car.”
“I’m sorry. I’ll clean it up. But I have to get Walter hosed down first.”

Her sister gave her an appraising look. “You might want to hose yourself down while you’re at it.”
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