Open Heart The tale of two people with one common denominator: love never found them until they found each other. It’s a classic May/December relationship. He’s the December, a man in his early sixties whose career as a cardio-thoracic surgeon has taken up all his time. Until he meets her, a woman in her early thirties, whose career as a photo-journalist has taken her around the globe.
This was my first endeavor into writing a full length novel. I began it in February of 2003, and finished in that October. I worked round the clock; sunup to past sunset. It consumed me. I didn’t keep track of page counts; didn’t know I had to; didn’t know it mattered. Hint: I printed out close to two reams of paper, single spaced. Didn’t know about formatting, either.
Miranda Warning Chris Webb and Billy Moran are undercover cops for the New York City Police Department. A twenty-six year age gap hasn’t kept them from developing an enduring friendship, nor has their opposite life styles: Chris a married man for over thirty years and resenting most of it; Billy a bachelor who attracts women like he just fell into a vat of pheromones.
They are the yin to the others yang until a new undercover joins the force, the irresistible Randi Delgado, a woman who captures both their hearts; a woman whose heart is kept locked in exile due to a tragic past.
Will the shared attraction shake up the bonds of friendship, or could an important lesson come changing the destiny of all three?
Letter For Patrick Skeeter Martin becomes the hero of seven year old, Patrick, who believes Skeeter would make the perfect husband for his single mom, Joey Garrett.
It doesn’t matter to Patrick that Skeeter and Joey are polar opposites. Joey’s a veterinarian hailing from Philadelphia where she was born and raised in the lap of luxury. Skeeter’s a retired rodeo champion and spent his entire life in the one traffic light town called Smuggler’s Gulch, Oklahoma, a place where time seemed stuck between World War II and 1960.
Proving the law of opposite attraction, Patrick is successful in uniting his hero with his mom, yet there’s something about Skeeter that stands in the way of a lasting bond with her. He harbors an embarrassing secret that Patrick discovers and helps Skeeter overcome, determined to keep his mom and hero together.
Along the way, however, tragedy strikes, revealing a secret from Joey’s past, one that could prove to be earth shattering or life-saving.
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Chasing Sunset Alex Munroe was savvy enough to retire at age fifty-five. Newly single, he’s about to realize his dream: move from frigid Buffalo to the shores of Malibu, where he’ll surf until he drops. No responsibility. Not one care in the world. No wife; no kids. He’s a free man.
His final night in Buffalo he meets Celeste, a beautiful young cocktail waitress. Old enough to be her father, Alex can’t stop his shameful attraction toward her. She reminds him of his youth, the years that passed him by while fighting in the jungles of Vietnam.
Unable to resist temptation, Alex spends the night with Celeste, viewing the romp as an appropriate bon voyage; leaving Buffalo with a bang. The brief time spent with Celeste has him yearning for more, leaving Buffalo is suddenly bittersweet. Reluctantly, he leaves for Malibu, wishing his tryst with Celeste were more than a one night stand. However, even if he wasn’t leaving, Celeste is out of reach in more ways than one. She’s engaged to the son of a Congressman.
Once settled in at Malibu, Alex’s relaxing retirement is interrupted when his father, Lynnie, shows up - a man Alex hasn’t spoken to in years, due to unsettled business. Lynnie believes it’s time to make amends. “Life’s too short to hold a grudge,” he tells his son. “And I ain’t gettin’ any younger.”
As they give their relationship a go, Alex receives another unexpected visitor, Celeste, who’s expecting, claiming Alex to be the father, not her fiancé. She backs up her theory, revealing that her fiancé is a born again Christian, and that they’ve taken a pledge of abstinence.
Alex easily debunks her notion, revealing that he’s sterile.
Faced with reconciling a strained relationship with his father and trying to convince Celeste that she’s out of her mind, Alex’s retirement is like nothing he imagined.
When people ask me, “Where do you come up with ideas for your stories?” I say, “Well, they just sort of come to me,” a reply that produces glazed over looks. Now, if someone asked, “Hey, what influences your writing?” without hesitation, I’d reply, “Music.”
“What?” you’re saying, or thinking, while scratching your head. Well, you read it right. Tunes set the mood for whatever scene I’m writing. Usually, I’ve pictured the scene while driving, music cranked to jar my creative muse. So before I sit down to write, I pull up my ITunes, and click on the appropriate playlist for whatever work in progress or revision I’m about to attack.
And since there’s nothing normal about me, my dream is to produce a soundtrack to accompany every book of mine sold. Music for reading. Pretty catchy idea, huh?
I give you a sampling of my playlists for every manuscript I’ve cranked out to date: