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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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from what ya can see in the pictures , I can see why your mom and dad love's it! :)
what makes me happy,
a good book,
a cloudy day,
taking pictures
Yep, I'm the hiker, Kris. Things kind of fall apart when I can't get out there, and right now, with a heat index over a hundred, not going there.
It's a beautiful house. I'd love it there, I think.
What makes me happy? Being with friends or my beloved students. Singing. Painting. Reading and writing. Being silly and laughing hard. Spending time in nature. Flowers.
We are in the process of moving rather abruptly from Turkey to the US. We are giving away and/or selling almost everything we own in the next week or two. Know what I'm learning today? It's just stuff. It doesn't define who I am. Sure it's very, very hard to do this and to say the good-byes. I've cried buckets of tears. But in the end it's the relationships and the wonderful memories of times with friends that have really mattered. God and family really matter, too.
Wow Pam, good luck with the move! You know what made me figure out it was all stuff? My grandparents all moved from a house, to a retirement apartment, to a retirement home, to a nursing home, and eventually, all that's left is a box of their memories. One box. That's what your life comes down to, so you better make it matter because the stuff means nothing!
Jel, why a cloudy day? That depresses me. I like the sunshine, is it good for picture taking? Hiking. I like hiking too, as long as I get to see the city below when I reach the top. P: )
What makes me happy?
--Knowing my kids and husband love me.
--Being able to go to church (I don't get to go often in the summer *sigh*).
--Finishing a knitting project--finally!
nuthing wrong with a clear sky,
a clear sky is an unuse artist canvas. He adds the white puffy clouds to make the canvas come alive,
clouds are a good thing they give us shade, and ya need clouds to hold the rain.
clouds are nature's tv,
my profile photo is a cloud I took one day!
and the clouds are where the Care Bears live (from my interchild) :)
Sometimes, I think I'd be happiest living in the mountains. I love mountain streams and the quiet. But I couldn't last like that. I've learned I'm definitely, !00% a people person. I recharge my batteries around people. And coffee. And giggles.
So I guess I'll just visit the mountains, have mu nostalgic moment and return to my home-base battery charger ... Starbucks. ;)
jel has a wonderful collection of cloud photos. I love her talent.
And we're desperate for all the clouds we can get right now! Some friends of ours had their hay spontaneously combust this week. AUGH! Pray for rain!
Ane, it's people like you--a people person--who charge my batteries. I can't stay out for long, but when I'm with someone who is supercharged by others, I also supercharge enough to return to my typical hibernation.
Also, at writers conferences I become a people person. Not sure why, but there something about being with all those people who are as "different" as I am that I just come alive. Like a family reunion on steroids.
Jel, that photo is gorgeous. The clouds really do tell a story and they're so pretty in certain places. Like Colorado or Montana.
Have you seen that photo called "the Hands of God" and it has the shape of hands coming down in the clouds? I'll find it if you haven't seen it.
Ane, you are SOO a people person. I am too at times, and then I like it quiet at times. I bet I will be more of a people person when I don't have four kids at home. LOL
Kristin, I would like to see that picture, thanks,
oh and our part of Missouri is a cool place for clouds :)
I don't like living here or this house and I've had to stay here 13 years. I was promised I could move this year, but now the market is tanked and we can't sell it. It's a perfectly beautiful house with a woods. It's just not a good layout for me or location. So I know what you mean.
Happy. Hmmm. I'm happiest when I can read without interruption in a quiet place or to think and write. I don't ever get that, and my "office" is now in the hallway in the middle of a very open concept house with tons of young adult men traipsing through with noise, but that's what it is.
So my list....
~a good book in a quiet place
~a great meal with friends or family that I didn't have to cook
~on a motorcycle
~in a cabin
~remembering
~in a groove with writing something I really am passionate about
~getting something to grow
~talking with kids
~a good cup of coffee I don't have to drive to get
I can't think straight with all this noise today.
I meant:
~a great meal that I didn't have to cook shared with family or friends
Argh.
FOOD makes everyone in my house happy! The worst of days, the worst of times, the worst of anything is always made better by some homemade soup, a funky chicken dish, or the classic Thai entree. Mmmmm...now I'm happy and hungry!
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