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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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I was just talking about that with my mom this morning. She dropped the turkey one Thanksgiving, I threw a nightmare tantrum over a People magazine at 13 and my cousin upended a Monopoly game he lost. There are more, but they define us, and the people who love you, love that part of you!
Oh and I dropped the cake upside down for my mom and dad's big anniversary party. LOL Such a klutz.
Why did you throw the People magazine? Details!
Oh Lord, if there was only one! :) I still remember it like yesterday..I was 6 and was in our Christmas play. We were supposed to spell out the word Christmas. I was SO proud to be A is for ANGEL, complete with angel wings! Until my letter were upside down and everyone laughed. I threw down my letter and stomped off to the back of the risers and cried.
Quietly chuckling to myself here...
I was on my way to visit my mom last year, and I had stowed a backpack full of apples (about 15 lbs) in the overhead compartment of the airplane. During the flight, I was trying hard not to freak out about the turbulence, and this guy next to me, who happened to be a retired commercial airline pilot, started talking to me. I thought that was really kind of him. Anyway, at the end of the flight, he was trying to be the gentleman, and so he grabbed my backpack. I was also trying to get it, because I know it was heavy. He got to it before me and almost clocked the guy sitting under the compartment, because he was not expecting it to be that heavy. In the meantime, you know how everyone is looking toward the front, all anxious to disembark, everyone is watching, the pilot says, louder than I wanted him to, at any rate, 'What have you got in there, rocks?' I wanted to disappear, but the worst part, really, was not having a smart-aleck come back.
I made a chocolate cake with peanut butter frosting from scratch for my son's 4th birthday. I only had whole wheat bread flour in the house, but I figured flour is flour, right? Isn't that what they would have used in the olden days?
That cake was so bad even the dog wouldn't eat it! It's been 18 years and I still get grief about it!
I attended my first holiday dinner party with a former employer at a local country club where we all arrived at our most impressive best. Arriving fairly early, a co-worker and I found seats at a large table for 10 near the front. I was excited when the company's lovely media spokeswoman soon arrived and sat across from me. She placed her purse on the seat next to her, and another smaller one on the seat next to me at the end of the table. Soon one of her office assistants took the seat at the one side of her, leaving the seat next to me open throughout the opening introductions. Meanwhile, employees continued to arrive and fill in the empty spaces at the elegant dinner tables around the large dining hall. At the completion of those introductions of the many important people in attendance and announcing that dinner would now be served, I was nervously surprised when the CEO came to fill that seat next to me! To have placed myself at the unmarked table of the CEO and her staff should have been embarrassing enough. But as we were eating she engaged me in a conversation and I nervously responded, complete with hand jestures.The tall water goblet that sat properly above the remaing dessert fork went crashing to my right and all over the CEO's dinner, the table cloth between us and into her lap! My face was the color of my bright red holiday dress! She was so gracious, but I never lived it down in the executive office!
Oh gosh, you guys have some good ones!
Oh my you brought back memories. My then future-husband and I took a class together in college. We always sat right in front - yes, we were good students! As I recall it was Valentine's and I'd gotten some of those candy Red Hots in the heart shape. I opened it to have one as the professor was lecturing. The entire box fell on the floor and you could hear ping ping pinging all through the classroom. The professor never dropped a beat though his smile was pretty big. I almost died. This was over 30 years ago and I still remember it. Red Hots and I just aren't meant to be. When I was in first grade I was scolded for eating a Red Hot in class. LOL
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