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My interests are varied and I'm likely to write anything from funny to poignant to informational, so my blogs are organized by topic. Just choose your favorite topic on the left. I'd love to hear from you in the comments section or go to Contact and email me privately if you like. Thanks for coming by!

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10/3/2015 2:54:57 PM

This is for the Paper Lovers!


Yes, I finally gave in and put out all my books in paperback.

Why did it take me so long? Well, there was a whole 'nother process involved that was more complicated than publishing the ebook versions. And to be honest, once I tried an ereader (mine happens to be a Kindle Paperwhite with a leather cover that makes it BETTER than reading paper), I thought everyone would be switching to electronic reading any minute.

Clearly, a lot of people have switched to ereading here and in the UK, where I was surprised to see my books take off. (I didn't know the humor would translate into Ukayian or Britese or whatever people speak over there). However, occasionally I'd get a reader wanting to know how she could buy a paperback version. I'm a big old pleaser, so, what can I say? I caved. And to be perfectly honest, there was a certain sense of wonder that came with opening the box and pulling out physical manifestations of years of work.

What was really awesome, though, was that the covers came out even more gorgeous in paperback than ebook! I could stare at Not Dreaming of You, Always Dreaming of You and No More Mr. Nice Girl all day. Mr. Nina's favorite cover is Mia Like Crazy.

Anyway, the links to both ebooks and paperbooks are on my book page.

And big kisses to those of you who read me in ebook and have now ordered the paperbacks too! And when I say big kisses, I mean you better not let me catch you in person or your face is going to be sloppy wet!

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10/30/2014 9:19:09 AM

Hygiene Gone Wild! How hand washing got my daughter beat down.

This whole Ebola situation has my family talking about hand washing again. I'm an extreme hand washer. Previously, Mr. Nina was convinced I washed my hands too much. He said he'd seen a study that said too much hand washing can be dangerous, keeping you from building a healthy immune system. At that point, I would point out that he and his like-minded son have caught flus and other viruses many times per year since I've known them, while my daughter--who I trained in hand washing from a young age--and I rarely catch anything. "You're in your forties," I said. "At what point is your immune system theory going to kick in?"

But, between the Ebola scare and his constant travel for work, Mr. Nina tells me he's now washing his hands incessantly at the airports, in the offices he visits, in his hotel room...

After our last conversation, I hung up the phone and said, "Huh, I guess he found something more 'dangerous' than handwashing." But then I remembered that stringent handwashing policies really can be dangerous. My daughter learned that lesson years ago.

When she was five, my daughter was very excited over a new girl her age who moved into our neighborhood. She immediately invited her over. I gave them snacks, saw that they were playing nicely in my daughter's bedroom and went about my household chores...

Until my daughter began screaming, "Mommy!"

When I responded, I found the two of them in the hallway--the neighbor girl wide-eyed, my daughter on the floor holding her stomach, tears rolling down her face.

"She hit me!" my daughter cried.

"I want to go home," the little girl said.

I let her go home and sat my daughter on the couch, needing to determine whether we were dealing with some crazed bad seed in the neighborhood or if my non-violent daughter could have possibly provoked an attack.

"Why did she hit you?" I asked.

"I don't know," my daughter sobbed.

"What happened right before she hit you?"

"She went to the bathroom, and I was waiting in the hall. She started to come out, but I told her she couldn't come out until she washed her hands."

"Did you block the door?"

She nodded.

"And then she hit you in the stomach?"

She nodded again.

I sighed. It's always the mother's fault.

So, I explained to my daughter that, while she should always wash her hands after going to the bathroom, she couldn't force her hygiene habits on others. And she especially had to be careful with a little girl who had four older brothers, and, no doubt, had to learn how to defend herself early in order to survive.

It's hard being a mother. You don't always know how advice and decisions are going to affect your child until years later. This is what Paige struggles with in No More Mr. Nice Girl, first, when she thinks the man she's falling for may not be good for her son, then later, when she realizes her dead husband--whoa! I almost put a spoiler in my own post. Well, let's just say her dead husband manages to reach out from the grave (figuratively) and force her to make an even more serious decision than she imagined.

What about you moms out there? Am I the only one who inadvertently got her kid into trouble?

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9/28/2014 8:55:38 AM


It's live!

No More Mr. Nice Girl is now available at your friendly neighborhood Kindle store! For links for U.S., U.K., and Canada, visit the NMMNG Book Page.

Here's the description:

In this laugh-out-loud romantic comedy, life-long good girl Paige Tipton learns what her dead husband was doing, for years, while she bent over backwards to try to please him. And she hopes Jeffrey is watching from hell when she finds some long-haired biker dude and does with him what Jeffrey did with all those hookers. Besides, a guy she finds at a creepy dive bar will never, ever pop up in her upscale real life. Now, if she can only get the biker to cooperate…

Dillon spots Country Club the moment she walks into the D.O.A. He’s always had a weakness for these debutante types. The last time he gave into it, at fifteen, he and his housekeeper mom lost everything. But this woman is cute as hell and really funny—especially when she offers him forty bucks for sex, considering he’s a very rich man now. But her kind is the last thing he needs in his life and, tempting as she is, surely he’s learned something in the last eighteen years. Right?


Visit the book page for an excerpt. Thanks for reading!

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