For the first time, my novella "Spring Forward, Fall Back in Love" is now available in paperback. You can find buy links to several online retailers on my web site at http://CarolPre.com
Wednesday, April 13, 2016
Tessa Cooper, having taken a year long sabbatical from teaching English at a university in order to write a mystery novel, winds up living in the mountains of Tennessee. The last thing on her mind is falling in love. Then she meets the man building the garage behind her cabin. Sexy Silas Newberry is a man with many secrets, and Tessa is determined to find out what they are. But when things start going in the wrong direction, can Silas keep her safe without revealing his biggest secret of all?
Silas sat his beer down hard on the counter and walked over next to Tessa. “Damn right, I’m jealous. He’s blonde, has blue eyes, tanned skin, tall, and muscle bound. Isn’t that what women swoon over?”
Tessa finished washing the glass, dried her hands, and turned to Silas. “You have nothing to worry about. I love running my fingers through your long brown hair, and I can’t resist your rugged, slightly bristled face with your deep blue eyes.” She touched his long hair and ran the back of her hand down his cheek ever so lightly. “As for tanned skin, well if you remember, when we first met in August, you had very tanned skin from working outside so much and then there are those muscles.” She ran her hands down his arms. “Every time I see you in one of your shirts that hug your muscles tight, I want to rip it shirt off with my teeth.” She placed her arms around his neck and kissed him. He drew her closer in a hug. She didn’t know how she could be so lucky to find someone like Silas, someone she had grown to love so much.
When the kiss ended, she made her final claim, whispering, “Most importantly, I love you, and you love me. So, like I said, you have nothing to worry about.”In one swift motion, Silas picked her up and carried her to the bedroom.
Tuesday, April 12, 2016
Thursday, March 31, 2016
The organizers of the event are Frank and Kim Hall. I can't even express how amazing they and their volunteers are to the authors. They take VERY good care of us.
The event itself will have over 50 authors, representing all genres of books. No matter what you read, I would bet you will find it at this year's Authors Fair.
Books are reasonable priced and the authors are more than happy to sign their books for you. Food and refreshments will also be available on site.
The weather is going to be perfect to take a drive, so if you find yourself in the Madison, Indiana area on Saturday or Sunday, please stop by and visit. Admission and parking are free.
Sunday, February 21, 2016
It's in his genes and was passed to me when we got married. He and his father owned a gunsmith shop, not to mention that they were both police officers at different times. My husband was a town police officer when we met and after he was hired as a deputy sheriff, talked my mother and I into getting our first gun permits about thirty-five years ago. He was the first person to take my fingerprints when I applied for that gun permit. How romantic, right?
To reapply, I had to go through the whole process again. By then we had gotten married and he moved on to a different job. We were living within city limits then and I had to apply with the town police department first and get fingerprinted there. That was interesting too because the officer that fingerprinted me then was a friend from high school. We laughed so much, I didn't think he was ever going to get my prints done well enough to read. Time went by and that permit expired and I never got around to getting it renewed. We had started a family and for me, the sport of shooting took a backseat to diapers, toys, and well, sleep.
Things sure have changed since the last time I was fingerprinted. It's all digital now, no more inky fingers to try and get clean afterward. The officer, who by the way looked like a teenager to me, sprayed my hand with water and told me to rub them together for a few seconds. Then, he took each finger and rolled them on the glass-topped device. The print popped up on the computer screen and indicated if the print was readable or not. He had a little problem with me and had to re-roll three of them. He said the ring finger is always the hardest, but my pinky finger on my left hand proved the most difficult. That was the last one he had to take and it took three tries to finally get a readable print. My husband was next and he said his all went through the first time. After we left there with our confirmation of getting our prints taken, we had to stop by the Sheriff's Department for them to complete the process. Thus, fingerprinted and then at two police departments on the same day. Now, we just wait for the applications to be approved and receive our permits in the mail.
Monday, December 28, 2015
I've received two nominations in the Annual Preditors & Editors Readers Poll, http://critters.org/predpoll. Voting ends January 17, 2016. If you've read my book, Mountain of Deception and liked it, I'd appreciate your vote in the following categories:
Best Romance Novel - Mountain of Deception
Best Romance Novel - Mountain of Deception