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Colleen Coble writes romantic suspense with a strong atmospheric element. A lovable animal of some kind--usually a dog--always populates her novels. She can be bribed with DeBrand mocha truffles.
Denise Hunter writes women's fiction and love stories with a strong emotional element. Her husband says he provides her with all her romantic material, but Denise insists a good imagination helps too.
Diann Hunt writes romantic comedy and humorous women's fiction. She has been happily married forever, loves her family, chocolate, her friends, chocolate, her dog, and well, chocolate.
Cheryl Hodde writes romantic medical suspense under the pen name of Hannah Alexander, using all the input she can get from her husband, Mel, for the medical expertise. For fun she hikes and reads. Out of guilt, she rescues discarded cats. She and Mel are presently taking orders from four pampered strays.
9 Comments:
Maggie will be so proud you, Colleen!! Shoot, I'M proud of you! I did a walk on the treadmill yesterday (first time since I was 10), and my legs are putty. How pathetic is that? I got up this morning and screamed, "Get out of my bedroom, you metal hog!" but when I came home from church it was still there.
Sooooo before my muscles can completely turn to the consistency of cottage cheese, I'll climb back on the treadmill. I didn't say I'd turn it on, mind you, but hey, we've got to start somewhere.
Baby steps.
Tee hee hee ;)
We recently moved....talk about reminding you you're no longer 20. Painting, moving, cleaning....ugh. I am finally beginning to feel like the old no-more-physical-labor me!
Oh, Colleen, I laid tile yesterday, for just one day, and my knees are killing me! I can't imagine doing it for 5 days...now that's true mother love!
LOL. I wonder why the mind doesn't get the message that the body has moved on. I remember trying to do a cartwheel to teach my neice. Um...bad idea. It went so differently in my mind.
Just got over the flu. Blech. Apparently caught it from my children--all three of them had it, poor babies. But get this: It lasted 12 hours or less for them, while I, on the other hand, got the full 24 hour version. That's an age thing, don't ya think?
So not fair :-0
I'm just so glad I'm not alone! My mind thinks I'm still 22, but my body reminds me about every 5 nanoseconds that I'll soon be 42!
Just remember, you're not getting older, you're getting better!
Rachel
I'd end up in the hospital if I tried to do a cartwheel. I think the last one was when I was in kindergarten!
Funny how our bodies get bombarded with the signs of aging but our minds refuse to accept the fact. LOL
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