"We're getting married this summer."
I don't know why, but this overhear reminded me of two of the victims in the Boston Marathon Bombing. I suppose it is because I have been doing a lot of research for my fundraiser to support the Boston One Fund. Through it I have learned of Patrick Downes and Jessica Kensky, newleyweds in Boston who both lost a limb in the bombing. Finding out about them touched me for two reasons, one, because Jessica is the name of my main character in BETTING JESSICA and two, because my entire second story, UNTANGLING THE KNOT, is about a wedding. Both of these books were set in Boston, so this couple feels very connected to my writing. As many of you know already, I decided to donate all of my profits from the sale of both books to the Boston One Fund during this first week of May. My birthday is May 15th, so the best present my friends and fans could give me would be the chance to support victims such as Patrick and Jess in their long road to recovery. At amazon you can give either book as a gift to a friend (or for yourself if you haven't yet read them). Here's a brief blurb about each story along with purchase links. You can also link here for a sneak peak at Untangling the Knot. The fundraiser is active now. Thanks so much for your support., Deanne BETTING JESSICA - http://amzn.com/B005YF05CO (NOTE: This is an updated version, revised and re-released November 11, 2012) Hung over and tired, twenty-four year old Jessica finds she has made a crazy bet to get a date with her favorite celebrity, Ian Drake. Of course the bet would be unthinkable except for the small problem that she made it with her enemy, Erik. She decides to use the bet as a way to prove to herself and others that when she sets her mind to something she can truly accomplish it. And, although things don't go exactly as planned, Jessica learns alot about motivation, determintation, and love... not to mention making bets. UNTANGLING THE KNOT - http://amzn.com/B00BFMJX5K “I did what?” Twenty-eight-year-old Gabriella Bessu is St. Therese’s meticulous wedding ceremony coordinator. So the fact that she has mistakenly registered her newest couple for an annulment, rather than a wedding, sends her Catholic guilt into overdrive. But who can blame her? The groom is gorgeous and his two kids tug at Gabriella’s heart in a way that overcomes all her best intentions. Before long, she’s in over her head, fixing her mixed-up plans and helping the children and dad come to terms with their haunting grief for the mother and wife they lost years earlier. Can Gabriella untangle her own fears and accept the messy life that God has handed them?
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“Mommy, my tummy hurts.”
Last night I dreamt I our house was flooded with chocolate. I couldn’t get away from it and the piles of dark sticky stuff kept growing. I woke up to find it was basically true. One entire counter in our kitchen is covered in the stuff. It calls to me, demanding to be eaten. And while I might glare at it with malice, it smiles back as if to say, “I know you still love me.” What am I to do? If it were cheap and plasticky chocolate, like from the drugstore or dollar store, I could ignore it or through it away…I am sure of it. But it is lovely, rich, nostalgic candy from Sees and Godiva and Lindt. Help! I am drowning in chocolate. I suppose I could give in to its siren song; gorge, make myself sick and then not really want anymore. There is just one problem… tomorrow I have my first training session with Alex Molden and I am already feeling out of shape and bloated. I doubt that gorging on chocolate will make me feel any better about my body or energy. I want to throw it away. However aside from the quality of the chocolate as mentioned above, my daughter has counted out every piece. She is an auditor in the making, accounting for each piece as if it is gold. Is there anyone to whom I can give it? Anyone who, by bad luck or some strange circumstance doesn’t feel overwhelmed by their own stash of Easter candy? At least this way I wouldn’t feel bad about getting rid of it (though I will still have to deal with my daughters’ wrath). I know… as a thank you for helping me, maybe I will bring it to Alex. It will be the gift that keeps giving as he will surely be too distracted by the luscious Bordeaux Egg from Sees to comment on my inability to touch my toes over my protruding, and somewhat aching, stomach. |
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