The Heart of Writing Romance
At the Heart of the matter: Hearts and Flowers: Have a Heart to Heart
Did you ever stop and think how often the word heart crops up in our daily speech? Not only because the heart is responsible for keeping life going and the pulse throbbing. The heart has long been regarded as the center of romance. As you go through this site, you will see that many of my book titles include the word HEART. This is because I firmly believe that love is best revealed when two hearts beat as one, or when the sight of your love makes the heart beat faster.
A WRITER WRITES
I have completed two Western Romances- Heart of Gold and Hunter's Heart , and am now working on a Regency Time Travel- Heart's Desire. I also wrote a screenplay, Hostage Heart- a modern day medical thriller.
Other books I have written are a police procedural- Innocent Bystander, a cozy mystery- A Clean Kill, and a political thriller- For the People.
Excerpts from my books are on the following pages. I hope you enjoy them. I will be marketing these works soon and hope you will be able to read and enjoy the entire books in the near future.
WORK IN PROGRESS
Regency Romance--I am currently working on a story of a young chef from Florida, Gabrielle Bourget, who travels through time to Regency England and meets Anthony Carrisbrooke, the Duke of St. Edmunds, in 1816. Adapting to a change of circumstances, she negotiates the intricate rules of society and finds her Heart's Desire. "God’s teeth. Something hit the rear wheel," yelled Anthony Carrisbrooke as he hauled on the reins to stop his team of matched greys and waited for his tiger to jump down and go to hold the horses. Then he stepped down himself and strode to the rear of the gleaming high perch phaeton, furled whip thwacking loudly against a shining Hessian boot. "Now, Tony, old man, control your temper," wheezed Forbes St John as he heaved his short, well-padded body down from the seat. He hurried behind his tall friend, needing two steps for Anthony’s one to keep apace. Ahead, Tony turned the corner and came to an abrupt halt, then dropped to one knee next to the figure crumpled on the road. "Good God, Forbes," Anthony ground out between clenched teeth, "it’s a woman. She must have run smack into us. What a damn fool thing to do." Forbes dropped heavily to his knees next to Tony, disregarding the dirt that stained his cream colored pantaloons. He reached out a tentative finger and pushed up the brim of the chip-straw bonnet to reveal a pretty girl with a growing lump and bruise on her forehead. An interesting painted miniature hung on a gold chain around her neck. Well, she appears to be gently born," he murmured, "Good silk in that gown, expensive necklace and all." Anthony smiled for a moment, amused as always by his friend’s tendency to size up the worth of a person by the clothes on his, or her, back. Then the smile faded as he looked closely at the young woman lying limp before him. I
Excerpt- HEART'S DESIRE
nstinctively he pressed two fingers to the side of her throat and felt for a pulse. There it was, slow but steady. Reassured that she was alive, for now, Anthony sat back on his heels and studied the small girl, woman? Who the devil is she?
