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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.
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With me it's most often a word or a comment that makes the memories flood in. For example, today I read a comment about a way to see your childhood home on the internet. Right away I thought about a favorite song during a cold, snowy evening (like it is here in IN right now) and about getting lost 3 blocks away as a 6-year-old child. So I looked up the old place and it's still there! My favorite tree is gone and that reminded me of the fear of it toppling during a storm and how my mother would tuck me in bed in such a way so that I could keep watch out the window until I fell asleep. And the old lady's tiny house is still across the street! Seeing it still standing reminded me of how afraid I was of old people (and now I am one! LOL) and how I would run away when she came to the door to look out. I bet she was really nice and now I rather regret not getting to know her.
See what you started?? Methinks I'll do some more reminiscing on my own blog!
Will be praying especially hard tomorrow for Diann and family...and surgeons too!
There are certain smells that evoke whole stories and eras of my life! How about coal smoke? It reminds me of Istanbul, Turkey. Pine trees ? Living in the Colorado Rockies. :)
Sometimes, I'll catch a slight whiff of something that triggers a memory, yet it remains illusive. That drives me nuts! I know - not a long drive.
Praying with you today, Hannah. Love to Di!
Thanks for those memories, friends. It's kind of a domino effect. i love recalling good memories.
Today I'm seeing Diann's laughing face, and that little glint in her eye when she's spouting off a quick one-liner that has us all rolling in the floor.
I prayed this morning--have been praying all morning--that God would place her in that percentage of patients who are totally in endless remission. God's grace is sufficient for us in all things, but as I told Him this morning, He placed an extra portion of that great grace into Diann's precious spirit, and we need all the grace we can get on this earth right now. Selfish maybe, but God can deal with that, as well.
Had to think about it for a few days until it hit me just now. Scotch tape reminds me of being a little kid at Christmastime. Any time I smell it I'm whisked back to the townhouse I grew up in, upstairs in my mom's room where I helped her wrap presents. It has to be Scotch though. The cheap stuff isn't the same.
I DO remember Scotch tape and Christmas! I remember wrapping those presents myself...and loving the whole thing. Now I avoid the whole season if I can. Sad how bad memories can get mixed with good.
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