Monday, September 23, 2013

Why We Love our Book Boyfriends

Have you ever read a book where just as the leading man was about to the kiss the girl, he caught sight of even prettier girl and his gazed jumped to her and followed her into the building? Or, have you ever read of a romantic scene where a couple is having a candlelit dinner carefully prepared by our lead heroine and just after her handsome suitor takes his first bite, he lets out a huge belch and then doesn’t say excuse me.

Of course not, that would totally rude, completely realistic and our book boyfriends would never do such a thing!

Not only that but our book boyfriends always look two-hours-in-the-gym-a-day-good but without taking away time from our needs. You know what I’m talking about, time they spend shopping for gifts for us, time they spend staring dreamily into our eyes or complimenting our new shoes.
You see the truth of the matter is, we need our book boyfriends. They give us refuge from the real world of completely normal men out there…. But don’t worry average guy. We don’t expect you to be like our book boyfriends, we just need to be able to slip away for a rendezvous with our book boyfriend once in awhile. We may not even keep em around very long, that is if we find a book boyfriend we like even better. 

Me, I feel extra lucky. I don’t just get to read to discover my book boyfriends, I get to create them. Whahaha, like Dr. Frankenstein, I make them kind and funny, sensitive and deliciously handsome.  In Becoming Bryn Ethan is my latest creation. He is a sublime book boyfriend! He’s Jesse’s best friend and an amazing guy. Jesse throws up on his favorite shoes and he just laughs and takes her home and takes care of her until she feels better all while looking ridiculously handsome.

So which book boyfriend do escape with when you need a little break from reality? Thanks for stopping by and I hope you enjoy Ethan and the rest of the cast of Becoming Bryn!

Monday, September 16, 2013

The Final Leg of the Becoming Bryn blog tour!

Hi Friends! It’s time for the final leg of the BECOMING BRYN BLOG TOUR hosted by IRRESITIBLE READS! They’ve put together an international tour filled with  GIVEAWAYS, excerpts, reviews, interviews and a book boyfriend post that just might leave you drooling. Keep a Kleenex close and join me as we bounce around the internet and have lots of fun doing it!
Tuesday September 10, 2013
Wednesday September 11, 2013
Thursday September 12, 2013
Friday September 13, 2013
Monday September 16, 2013
Tuesday, September 17:
Wednesday, September 18
Friday, September 20th

Tuesday, September 3, 2013


Someone should create a support group for people raising a teenager. How do I know this?  I’m in the throes of raising TWO, count them two teenage boys.

Oddly, I love teenagers. I teach them in church. I purposely write books geared to their age. I do school visits and now I’m starting a teen writing group in my home.  I think teenagers are smart and wonderful and full of possibility. However, due to teen
disease I-am-the-only-one-in-the-world-itis they can really drive you crazy, especially when they live in your house. 

For example, my son had four friends over to hang out the other day. After they raided my freezer, left me a mountain of dishes and yelled at the top of their lungs for several hours while playing video games my son, while in the throes of a self-pitiful tantrum declared, “You don’t care about me. You never do anything to help me!” 

So what are the symptoms of  I-am-the-only-one-in-the-world-itis?  Here’s some I’ve observed: excessive whining, a complete inability to pick up after themselves, a bedroom that looks like a tornado just went through. They are sure everyone has a problem but them and most of, if asked to do anything that doesn’t further their own cause, they are likely to writhe and regress back to their toddler state.

The only solace I have and can pass on those of you who are now, or will be someday raising teenagers is that this terrible disease will eventually clear up on its own and the “what-should-I-do-with-the-rest-of-my-life illness will come on in Young Adulthood.  Until then, I guess we’ll all just have to hang on for the ride and hope the I-am-the-only-one-in-the-world-itis isn’t contagious. I’d hate to see my ten year old come down with it early!