<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635</id><updated>2012-01-19T16:38:58.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding Love - Discover the Lifeline!</title><subtitle type='html'>Where books are the subject; whether they be mine or someone else's. 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Swoon? And then put on your thinking cap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then  let me tell you about a new line of cozy mysteries for e-readers for  only .99 each. Spyglass Lane Mysteries is a collection of Christian cozy  mysteries—modern-day whodunnits with colorful characters and plenty of  wholesome romance. The mysteries are authored by some of Christian  publishing’s favorite and best selling authors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New mysteries  release every Thursday and there are 21 mysteries now available in this  line for just .99. So what are you waiting for? Check out the books  below and click the link to purchase for your e-reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to be notified each week of the latest book release click &lt;a href="http://feedburner.google.com/fb/a/mailverify?uri=spyglasslanemysteries"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to sign up for our email newsletter or &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SpyglassLaneMysteries"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for our RSS feed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:150px;text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 6pt"&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.spyglasslanemysteries.com/wp-content/themes/education/images/smashwords/asuspicionofstrawberries.jpg" alt="A Suspicion of Strawberries" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Suspicion-Strawberries-Scents-Mysteries-ebook/dp/B006UMKPDE%3FSubscriptionId%3D0YJ5WH0XEWNGWWCW4M82%26tag%3Dwwwcszonecom-20%26linkCode%3Dxm2%26camp%3D2025%26creative%3D165953%26creativeASIN%3DB006UMKPDE" target="_blank"&gt;Buy for Kindle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/119333" target="_blank"&gt;Buy for other devices &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt; A Suspicion of Strawberries (The Scents of Murder Series)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Lynette Sowell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size:8pt;"&gt;A facial gone wrong, or murder? Andromeda Clark must uncover the truth to save her handmade soap business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The   heartbreaker diva of Greenburg, Tennessee is dead. Andromeda Clark   knows that her cherry facial scrub didn't accidentally kill Charla Rae   Thacker from anaphylactic shock. But Andi's soap business is in trouble   and tongues are a-waggin'. To save her business, she searches for the   one who tampered with her product. And now Andi's long-time, long-haul   trucker boyfriend Ben decides it's time to settle down and stay in Greenburg for good. How can a woman breathe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:150px;text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.spyglasslanemysteries.com/wp-content/themes/education/images/smashwords/anothergravematter.jpg" alt="Another Grave Matter" /&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 6pt"&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Another-Grave-Matter-Volstead-ebook/dp/B006VH1Y9M%3FSubscriptionId%3D0YJ5WH0XEWNGWWCW4M82%26tag%3Dwwwcszonecom-20%26linkCode%3Dxm2%26camp%3D2025%26creative%3D165953%26creativeASIN%3DB006VH1Y9M" target="_blank"&gt;Buy for Kindle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Another Grave Matter (The Volstead Manor Series)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Anita Higman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size:8pt;"&gt;Volstead  Manor has caught on fire, and the last of its murderous secrets  flare  hot enough to drive Bailey back to her sleuthing. A villain, who   remains shrouded in darkness until the end, threatens to destroy Bailey,   and once again, the mansion ignites with malevolent mischief. While  she  unearths a family secret from Prohibition that’s hidden deep within  the  cellar, she becomes entangled in a ticking-clock race to save her  own  life. Will the foul surprises never end at Volstead Manor, and will   Bailey’s burning desire to marry Max go up in smoke?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:150px;text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.spyglasslanemysteries.com/wp-content/themes/education/images/smashwords/anotherhourtokill.jpg" alt="Another Hour to Kill" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 6pt"&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Another-Hour-Volstead-Manor-ebook/dp/B0062QPUUQ%3FSubscriptionId%3D0YJ5WH0XEWNGWWCW4M82%26tag%3Dwwwcszonecom-20%26linkCode%3Dxm2%26camp%3D2025%26creative%3D165953%26creativeASIN%3DB0062QPUUQ" target="_blank"&gt;Buy for Kindle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/100755" target="_blank"&gt;Buy for other devices &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Another Hour to Kill (The Volstead Manor Series)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Anita Higman &lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size:8pt;"&gt;Where  Bailey Walker lives, being neighborly takes on a whole new  meaning.  Bailey has survived the mysteries of Volstead Manor, but her  latest  threats are more ominous than ever. Did her neighbor B.J. die of   natural causes? Or was he murdered? And why does the new neighbor, Vlad   Tepes, always seem to be watching her? While searching for a lost   treasure and planning a wedding the size of an amusement park, Bailey   must discover what monster is still lurking in the neighborhood. Will   she unravel the puzzle in time, or will Bailey merely provide the   villain with Another Hour to Kill?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:150px;text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.spyglasslanemysteries.com/wp-content/themes/education/images/smashwords/anotherstabatlife.jpg" alt="Another Stab at Life" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 6pt"&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Another-Stab-Volstead-Manor-ebook/dp/B005R5GG1K%3FSubscriptionId%3D0YJ5WH0XEWNGWWCW4M82%26tag%3Dwwwcszonecom-20%26linkCode%3Dxm2%26camp%3D2025%26creative%3D165953%26creativeASIN%3DB005R5GG1K" target="_blank"&gt;Buy for Kindle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/92282" target="_blank"&gt;Buy for other devices&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Another Stab at Life (The Volstead Manor Series)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Anita Higman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size:8pt;"&gt;Bailey Walker has just lost everything—her family, her job, and her  home. She  has nowhere to go except the dilapidated mansion she’s just  inherited  from her granny Minna. Unfortunately, Bailey discovers that  the house  has a history as shadowy as its hidden passages and finds the   neighborhood overflowing with some rather quirky folks—as well as one   particularly appealing bachelor. Bailey feels like she’s trapped inside   the pages of a gothic novel but with a comedic twist. In order to honor   her grandmother’s wishes and stay at Volstead Manor, Bailey must unravel  a string of mysteries and secrets, which all seem determined to  stay  happily ever buried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:150px;text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.spyglasslanemysteries.com/wp-content/themes/education/images/smashwords/bandroombash.jpg" alt="Band Room Bash" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 6pt"&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Band-Room-Mayhem-Maryland-ebook/dp/B006FJSTAS%3FSubscriptionId%3D0YJ5WH0XEWNGWWCW4M82%26tag%3Dwwwcszonecom-20%26linkCode%3Dxm2%26camp%3D2025%26creative%3D165953%26creativeASIN%3DB006FJSTAS" target="_blank"&gt;Buy for Kindle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/109069" target="_blank"&gt;Buy for other devices &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt; Band Room Bash (The Mayhem in Maryland Series)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Candice Speare Prentice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size:8pt;"&gt;This  murderer is playing for keeps. When Trish Cunningham and her oldest   stepson, Tommy, find Georgia Winters, the English teacher at Four Oaks   High School, dead in the band room, the suspect list is lengthy. The   teacher had a number of enemies—including Tommy Cunningham. Once again, Trish pulls out her notebook to collect clues. Detective Eric Scott,  suffering from unrequited love for Trish’s best friend, Abbie, pointedly   asks Trish to butt out. But despite the detective’s warnings, she jumps  in as usual and finds herself embroiled in a mystery that has its  roots  in thwarted love and revenge. The finale could be Trish’s swan  song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:150px;text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.spyglasslanemysteries.com/wp-content/themes/education/images/smashwords/candycoatedsecrets.jpg" alt="Candy Coated Secrets" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 6pt"&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Candy-Coated-Secrets-Meadows-Mystery-ebook/dp/B005VGN0E6%3FSubscriptionId%3D0YJ5WH0XEWNGWWCW4M82%26tag%3Dwwwcszonecom-20%26linkCode%3Dxm2%26camp%3D2025%26creative%3D165953%26creativeASIN%3DB005VGN0E6" target="_blank"&gt; Buy for Kindle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/94024" target="_blank"&gt;Buy for other devices&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Candy-Coated Secrets (A Summer Meadows Mystery)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Cynthia Hickey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size:8pt;"&gt;When  a carnival train crashes in front of Summer Meadows’s house, she  does  what comes naturally – she acts without thinking and volunteers to  lead  an elephant to the fairground. The animal’s trainer follows close   behind but disappears when they reach their destination. When Summer   goes looking for the trainer, she finds something altogether different –   a woman hanging dead in the shower of one of the trailers. A carnival   slew of mishap and misadventure ensue when Summer and her fiancé, Ethan, set out to solve the murder.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:150px;text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.spyglasslanemysteries.com/wp-content/themes/education/images/smashwords/chocolatecoveredcrime.jpg" alt="Chocolate-Covered Crime" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 6pt"&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Chocolate-Covered-Summer-Meadows-Mystery-ebook/dp/B005ZXEGMK%3FSubscriptionId%3D0YJ5WH0XEWNGWWCW4M82%26tag%3Dwwwcszonecom-20%26linkCode%3Dxm2%26camp%3D2025%26creative%3D165953%26creativeASIN%3DB005ZXEGMK" target="_blank"&gt; Buy for Kindle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/98932" target="_blank"&gt;Buy for other devices &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt; Chocolate-Covered Crime (Summer Meadows Mystery Series)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Cynthia Hickey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size:8pt;"&gt;Summer  Meadows' chocolate candy business is booming. She's overwhelmed  with  her April Fool's Day wedding plans, and against her family's  advice,  hires her cousin to be her wedding planner. But then her cousin  is  found murdered and more mysteries keep occurring at family parties.  Can  Summer resist the urge to investigate when she and her dysfunctional   relatives are dipped into a plot of unrequited love, internet scam, and   jilted hearts? Could the murderer be related to her and have Summer targeted next? Will her fiancé' support her sleuthing antics, or is he   another suspect with something to hide?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:150px;text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.spyglasslanemysteries.com/wp-content/themes/education/images/smashwords/diedinthewool.jpg" alt="Died in the Wool" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 6pt"&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Died-Massachusetts-Mayhem-Mystery-ebook/dp/B006CWIVV0%3FSubscriptionId%3D0YJ5WH0XEWNGWWCW4M82%26tag%3Dwwwcszonecom-20%26linkCode%3Dxm2%26camp%3D2025%26creative%3D165953%26creativeASIN%3DB006CWIVV0" target="_blank"&gt;Buy for Kindle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/107203" target="_blank"&gt;Buy for other devices &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt; Died in the Wool (The Massachusetts Mayhem Mystery Series)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Elizabeth Ludwig and Janelle Mowery &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size:8pt;"&gt;Hone  your investigative skills with Died in the Wool, a mystery filled with  humor, suspense, and romance. Monah Trenary is battling for city funds  for her beloved library. When a rival for the much-needed monies winds up dead, Monah is considered one of the prime suspects. When a second  corpse weighs in, police detective Mike Brockman discovers that,  according to the evidence, Monah and monkshood are a lethal combination.  Can Monah and proven sleuth Casey Alexander find the real killer before this librarian is booked for murder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:150px;text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.spyglasslanemysteries.com/wp-content/themes/education/images/smashwords/everybodylovedrogerharden.jpg" alt="Everybody Loved Roger Harden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 6pt"&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Everybody-Everybodys-Suspect-Georgia-ebook/dp/B005UHITSI%3FSubscriptionId%3D0YJ5WH0XEWNGWWCW4M82%26tag%3Dwwwcszonecom-20%26linkCode%3Dxm2%26camp%3D2025%26creative%3D165953%26creativeASIN%3DB005UHITSI"&gt; Buy for Kindle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/94022" target="_blank"&gt;Buy for other devices&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Everybody Loved Roger Harden (Everybody’s Suspect in Georgia)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Cecil Murphey &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 8pt;margin-top:8px;"&gt; Psychologist Julie West and Reverend James Burton arrive late for  dinner on Palm Island – but just in time to discover their host,  millionaire Roger Harden, murdered. Ten possible suspects share closed  quarters on the secluded island, all of them with deep secrets and  sufficient motive to have wanted the wealthy benefactor dead. Can Julie  and Burton ignore the mysterious attraction developing between them long  enough to discover who among them didn't love Roger Harden enough to  let him live?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:150px;text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.spyglasslanemysteries.com/wp-content/themes/education/images/smashwords/fudgelacedfelonies.jpg" alt="Fudge Laced Felonies" /&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 6pt"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Fudge-Laced-Felonies-Meadows-Mystery-ebook/dp/B005UHJ04U%3FSubscriptionId%3D0YJ5WH0XEWNGWWCW4M82%26tag%3Dwwwcszonecom-20%26linkCode%3Dxm2%26camp%3D2025%26creative%3D165953%26creativeASIN%3DB005UHJ04U"&gt;Buy for Kindle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/94024" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy for other devices&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fudge-Laced Felonies (A Summer Meadows Mystery)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Cynthia Hickey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 8pt;margin-top:8px;"&gt;While  transplanting the rosebush her church’s handsome greeter, Ethan  Banning, inadvertently killed, Summer and Ethan discover a hidden stash  of diamonds, a rusty can full of cash, and a bloody-gardening glove. This discovery sets Summer and her candy-making aunt on a search for a  killer. As Summer gets closer to the truth-not only of the theft but of her true feelings for Ethan-the diamond thief hatches a plan to hush the  feisty sleuth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:150px;text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.spyglasslanemysteries.com/wp-content/themes/education/images/smashwords/georgewashingtonsteppedhere.jpg" alt="George Washington Stepped Here" /&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 6pt"&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Washington-Stepped-Maxwell-Mystery-ebook/dp/B005UHJ2FW%3FSubscriptionId%3D0YJ5WH0XEWNGWWCW4M82%26tag%3Dwwwcszonecom-20%26linkCode%3Dxm2%26camp%3D2025%26creative%3D165953%26creativeASIN%3DB005UHJ2FW"&gt;Buy for Kindle&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/94025" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy for other devices &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;George Washington Stepped Here (The Karen Maxwell Mystery Series)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By K. D. Hays&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 8pt;margin-top:8px;"&gt;For  years after her divorce, Karen Maxwell handled administrative paperwork  for her brother’s private investigation agency while he ran around town  doing the “fun” part—the investigation. When his partner retires, he  finally offers her a chance to take a case of her own. She soon finds  out why. The assignment involves the theft of the local historical society’s most treasured artifact, and her brother figures everyone  involved is a little crazy. While Karen poses as a volunteer at the site  to catch the thief, she meets a host of dedicated historical  re-enactors, one of whom happens to be tall, handsome and unmarried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:150px;text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.spyglasslanemysteries.com/wp-content/themes/education/images/smashwords/gonewiththegroom.jpg" alt="Gone With the Groom" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 6pt"&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Groom-Bridal-Mayhem-Mystery-ebook/dp/B0061XRVI4%3FSubscriptionId%3D0YJ5WH0XEWNGWWCW4M82%26tag%3Dwwwcszonecom-20%26linkCode%3Dxm2%26camp%3D2025%26creative%3D165953%26creativeASIN%3DB0061XRVI4" target="_blank"&gt;Buy for Kindle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/100753" target="_blank"&gt;Buy for other devices &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt; Gone with the Groom (The Bridal Mayhem Mystery Series)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Janice Hanna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 8pt;margin-top:8px;"&gt;The best laid plans of brides and men go awry when Annie Peterson’s  future son-in-law Scott disappears. Have pre-wedding jitters caused  Brandi’s fiance to take flight, or are more sinister forces at work?  Surely Annie can solve the riddle. But who could be behind this apparent  kidnapping caper? Maybe the drug company Scott works for has hidden  motives. Perhaps it’s the handiwork of Otis, Scott’s deceitful dad. But  then again it could be the shady wedding photographer, or the “political  enemies” of Scott’s mother. Will Annie solve the mystery and recover  the missing groom, or will she suffer “regrets only”?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:150px;text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.spyglasslanemysteries.com/wp-content/themes/education/images/smashwords/homicideatblueheronlake.jpg" alt="Homicide At Blue Heron Lake" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 6pt"&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Homicide-Heron-Mainely-Mysteries-ebook/dp/B005R5AU5I%3FSubscriptionId%3D0YJ5WH0XEWNGWWCW4M82%26tag%3Dwwwcszonecom-20%26linkCode%3Dxm2%26camp%3D2025%26creative%3D165953%26creativeASIN%3DB005R5AU5I" target="_blank"&gt;Buy for Kindle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/92035" target="_blank"&gt;Buy for other devices&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Homicide at Blue Heron Lake (The Mainely Mysteries Series)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Susan Page Davis and Megan Elaine Davis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 8pt;margin-top:8px;"&gt; Emily Gray returns to the lakeside community of Baxter, Maine,  expecting a peaceful week in her family's island cottage. Instead, she and her high school crush, Nate Holman, discover the body of Henry Derbin, an elderly island resident. Amid rekindling her old friendship with Nate and trying to make sense of the murder, Emily shares her faith with an old schoolmate. When a second body turns up, the cottagers on  Grand Cat Island are frightened and baffled. Is this why Mr. Derbin forbade everyone from going on his land? Can Emily and Nate overcome past hindrances to their romance long enough to dig up clues that will help solve both murders?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:150px;text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.spyglasslanemysteries.com/wp-content/themes/education/images/smashwords/innplainsight.jpg" alt="Inn Plain Sight" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 6pt"&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Plain-Massachusetts-Mayhem-Mystery-ebook/dp/B006JT8A6W%3FSubscriptionId%3D0YJ5WH0XEWNGWWCW4M82%26tag%3Dwwwcszonecom-20%26linkCode%3Dxm2%26camp%3D2025%26creative%3D165953%26creativeASIN%3DB006JT8A6W" target="_blank"&gt;Buy for Kindle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/111400" target="_blank"&gt;Buy for other devices &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt; Inn Plain Sight (The Massachusetts Mayhem Mystery Series)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size:8pt;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Elizabeth Ludwig and Janelle Mowery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 8pt;margin-top:8px;"&gt;Come  along as bride-to-be Casey Alexander works to solve the murder that  hijacked her shower. She’ll find that the victim’s propensity for  blackmail, gossip, and downright meanness has created a long list of  suspects. Unfortunately, Casey’s fiancé is at the top of the list. Armed  with her ever present Post-It Notes and the help of her best friend,  Casey follows the clues to a killer hiding in plain sight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:150px;text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.spyglasslanemysteries.com/wp-content/themes/education/images/smashwords/kittylitterkiller.jpg" alt="Kitty Litter Killer" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 6pt"&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Litter-Killer-Mayhem-Maryland-ebook/dp/B006L9DL00%3FSubscriptionId%3D0YJ5WH0XEWNGWWCW4M82%26tag%3Dwwwcszonecom-20%26linkCode%3Dxm2%26camp%3D2025%26creative%3D165953%26creativeASIN%3DB006L9DL00" target="_blank"&gt;Buy for Kindle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/113928" target="_blank"&gt;Buy for other devices &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt; Kitty Litter Killer (The Mayhem in Maryland Series)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Candice Speare Prentice&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 8pt;margin-top:8px;"&gt;   Trish Cunningham is pussyfooting with a murderer. Amateur sleuth Trish has retired from her short-lived crime-solving foray. No more walking deliberately into danger. Now her short-term goal is to see her best friend, Abbie, marry fiancé, Eric Scott, in three weeks. But the brutal murder of Abbie’s ex-husband could ruin the nuptials, especially since  Abbie was the last one seen with him—when they had a hostile argument at  the local convenience store. With evidence pointing at Abbie and the possibility of jail looming in her best friend’s future, Trish comes out of her self-imposed sleuth retirement. And as the clock ticks down to the wedding date, Trish once again puts herself in reach of a murderer’s  claws—this time to protect her best friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:150px;text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.spyglasslanemysteries.com/wp-content/themes/education/images/smashwords/murderinthemilkcase.jpg" alt="Murder in the Milk Case" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 6pt"&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Murder-Milk-Mayhem-Maryland-ebook/dp/B0069CH23Q%3FSubscriptionId%3D0YJ5WH0XEWNGWWCW4M82%26tag%3Dwwwcszonecom-20%26linkCode%3Dxm2%26camp%3D2025%26creative%3D165953%26creativeASIN%3DB0069CH23Q" target="_blank"&gt;Buy for Kindle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/104864" target="_blank"&gt;Buy for other devices &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt; Murder in the Milk Case (The Mayhem in Maryland Series)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Candice Speare Prentice&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 8pt;margin-top:8px;"&gt;   Will Trish Cunningham’s discovery sour her on milk forever? When mommy  and wife Trish Cunningham finds the body of pharmacist Jim Bob Jenkins  behind the two-percent milk, she know she’s having a bad day. Worse, she’s a suspect in the murder. Sleuthing to exonerate herself from criminal charges, she shakes up a murderer who has nothing to lose by killing anyone in the way—including Trish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:150px;text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.spyglasslanemysteries.com/wp-content/themes/education/images/smashwords/nippedinthebud.jpg" alt="Nipped in the Bud" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 6pt"&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Nipped-Garden-Gate-Mysteries-ebook/dp/B006QZHYAM%3FSubscriptionId%3D0YJ5WH0XEWNGWWCW4M82%26tag%3Dwwwcszonecom-20%26linkCode%3Dxm2%26camp%3D2025%26creative%3D165953%26creativeASIN%3DB006QZHYAMY" target="_blank"&gt;Buy for Kindle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt; Nipped in the Bud  (Garden Gate Mysteries)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Susan Sleeman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 8pt;margin-top:8px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHEN YOU FIND YOUR BOSS PUSHING UP DAISIES. . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life in full bloom, landscape designer, Paige Turner, scores her first landscaping contract to spruce up the park, her radio talk show shoots  to number one, and her retail shop is simply blossoming. Yes, her life is a bed of roses. Until she finds City Manager, Bud Picklemann served  up on the blade of her favorite shovel mere hours after she’s threatened  to have his head on a platter, then the thorns come out. And there is  none thornier than the local police chief declaring Paige the one and  only suspect and threatening to plow her under.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU’VE GOT TO FORMULATE A PLANT OF ATTACK . . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paige  teams up with dashing attorney, Adam Hayes to weed through the list of  suspects, and clear her soiled reputation. A bigmouthed Parrot who often  spouts Mr. T-isms, and a giant pickle mascot join in quirky Paige’s  quest to once again cultivate control of her life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:150px;text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41sCuD2PPJL._SL160_.jpg" alt="The Wedding Caper (The Bridal Mayhem Mystery Series)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 6pt"&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Wedding-Bridal-Mayhem-Mystery-ebook/dp/B005PZ749U%3FSubscriptionId%3D0YJ5WH0XEWNGWWCW4M82%26tag%3Dwwwcszonecom-20%26linkCode%3Dxm2%26camp%3D2025%26creative%3D165953%26creativeASIN%3DB005PZ749U%22" target="_blank"&gt;Buy for Kindle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/92032" target="_blank"&gt;Buy for other devices &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Wedding Caper (The Bridal Mayhem Mystery Series)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Janice Hanna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 8pt;margin-top:8px;"&gt;When  a $25,000 night deposit mysteriously disappears from the Clark County  Savings and Loan, Annie Peterson, has reason to be concerned and to  assume the role of amateur sleuth. Her husband’s job at the bank makes him a potential suspect, but knowing him to be a godly man, she can’t  imagine it. Then again, there is that matter of the weddings to factor in. Twin daughters Brandi and Candy have just received proposals and two weddings are pending. Sure, Warren occasionally jokes about robbing the bank to pay for the ceremonies, but Annie knows him better than that…doesn’t she?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:150px;text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.spyglasslanemysteries.com/wp-content/themes/education/images/smashwords/treasureatblueheronlake.jpg" alt="Treasure at Blue Heron Lake" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 6pt"&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Treasure-Heron-Mainely-Mysteries-ebook/dp/B0062QPJ98%3FSubscriptionId%3D0YJ5WH0XEWNGWWCW4M82%26tag%3Dwwwcszonecom-20%26linkCode%3Dxm2%26camp%3D2025%26creative%3D165953%26creativeASIN%3DB0062QPJ98" target="_blank"&gt;Buy for Kindle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/100750" target="_blank"&gt;Buy for other devices &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treasure at Blue Heron Lake (The Mainely Mysteries Series)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Susan Page Davis and Megan Elaine Davis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 8pt;margin-top:8px;"&gt;Emily  Gray has accepted a job working for the Baxter Journal and plans a  feature story on Lakeview Lodge. Owner Jeff Lewis tells her and Nate Holman a mysterious legend about a hidden treasure and murder. Now the  hunting lodge is plagued by an intruder who thumps around in the night.  Nate and Emily try to help their friend discover who is invading the  resort. Things turn more sinister over the Christmas holidays, when one of Jeff’s employees is murdered, with Jeff as a suspect. Is the legend of an old lumber baron’s lost treasure behind the crimes? Jeff’s faith is shaky, and his family rejects him. Nate and Emily try to help him through the crisis. In the midst of the turmoil, Nate graduates from the Police Academy and proposes to Emily. Their life together begins with unmasking the murderer at Lakeview Lodge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:150px;text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.spyglasslanemysteries.com/wp-content/themes/education/images/smashwords/wherethetruthlies.jpg" alt="Where the Truth Lies" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 6pt"&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Where-Massachusetts-Mayhem-Mystery-ebook/dp/B0065QVPT8%3FSubscriptionId%3D0YJ5WH0XEWNGWWCW4M82%26tag%3Dwwwcszonecom-20%26linkCode%3Dxm2%26camp%3D2025%26creative%3D165953%26creativeASIN%3DB0065QVPT8" target="_blank"&gt;Buy for Kindle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/103047" target="_blank"&gt;Buy for other devices &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size:8pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the Truth Lies (The Massachusetts Mayhem Mystery Series)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Elizabeth Ludwig and Janelle Mowery &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 8pt;margin-top:8px;"&gt;Casey  Alexander refuses to believe her aunt committed suicide. Convinced a  murderer is hiding out in her aunt’s sleepy hometown, she’ll do anything  to uncover the truth. But as her personal investigation produces  mounting evidence, the danger to Casey grows. Now she’ll be forced to  trust certain residents of Pine Mills for help, including local nursery  owner, Luke Kerrigain…the man with whom she’s falling in love with…and  who may be stalking her. Prompted by strange clues and a mysterious stranger, Casey does a little more digging. The secrets she unearths will turn lives upside down and threaten the peace in Pine Mills’ small  community—especially when she discovers that the truth can sometimes be  hidden in a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:150px;text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 6pt"&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Worth-Weight-Maxwell-Mystery-ebook/dp/B005ZK81CY%3FSubscriptionId%3D0YJ5WH0XEWNGWWCW4M82%26tag%3Dwwwcszonecom-20%26linkCode%3Dxm2%26camp%3D2025%26creative%3D165953%26creativeASIN%3DB005ZK81CY"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.spyglasslanemysteries.com/wp-content/themes/education/images/smashwords/worthitsweightinold.jpg" alt="Worth Its Weight in Old" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy for Kindle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/97293" target="_blank"&gt;Buy for other devices&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size:8pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; Worth Its Weight in Old (Karen Maxwell Mystery Series)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;By K.D. Hays &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 8pt;margin-top:8px;"&gt;Paintings  slashed... Furniture broken… Someone is wreaking havoc at the Blue Moon  Art &amp;amp; Antiques Gallery. Fledgling private investigator Karen  Maxwell goes undercover as a salesclerk to find out who’s behind the  vandalism, and why. She learns little from friendly clerk Vicki and  Eric, the shop’s surly, tight- lipped porter, would run over her with a  hand truck before he’d answer any questions. The guilt may even lay with  the shop owners themselves, despite the fact that they’re the ones who  hired her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karen’s investigation seems to be going nowhere—just  like her once-promising relationship with Brian, the handsome blacksmith  who could sweep her off her feet in a minute… if he’d ever take a break  from working with the church youth group. Frustration mounts as her  dreams of romantic evenings turn into endless rehearsals for the church  Christmas play. If Karen can’t crack the case soon, she may find herself  busted back to plain, old office manager, her dreams of a career as a  private investigator—and a life with Brian—as old and busted as the Blue  Moon’s vandalized antiques.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-5100223895965762586?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/5100223895965762586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=5100223895965762586' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/5100223895965762586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/5100223895965762586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2012/01/cozy-mysteries-oodles-of-them.html' title='COZY MYSTERIES - OODLES OF THEM!'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-5111863615414646887</id><published>2012-01-13T12:57:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T13:00:13.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goals for 2012</title><content type='html'>Writing: My goal is to sell 3-4 books to a publisher. Either a 3-book deal and one single title, or four single titles. Hey, I'm not picky. My agent seems to think this is my year. Let's pray he's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal: I need less stress in my life. I've quit smoking, which is good, I suppose. Everyone says so, but I feel as if I've lost my friend. Now, I need to find another stress reliever. I also want to lose 60 pounds. Need to get motivated on that. I'm hoping the motivation of possibly seeing old classmates at the end of May will be the motivation I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to all you bloggers out there who have yet to discover my sporadic blog, I wish you a wonderful 2012.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-5111863615414646887?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/5111863615414646887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=5111863615414646887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/5111863615414646887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/5111863615414646887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2012/01/goals-for-2012.html' title='Goals for 2012'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-8512902705908950724</id><published>2011-12-22T08:23:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T08:35:12.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i8V_vF7PTvQ/TvNOI3950jI/AAAAAAAAAWw/Iomcl02LEAo/s1600/hopeful.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 139px; height: 89px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i8V_vF7PTvQ/TvNOI3950jI/AAAAAAAAAWw/Iomcl02LEAo/s320/hopeful.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688976668668580402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. The end of 2011 and the beginning of another year. While 2011 was still a roller-coaster ride of a year, it was more relaxed than 2010. Does that mean 2012 will be even better? I choose to hope so. In my writing, I let go of my agent of four years and acquired another. A man who is well-respected in the industry and I believe will help me take my career to new heights in 2012. My writing goal for the new year? To obtain a 3-book contract. I'll do my part and let God and my agent do theirs. My agent seems to think big things are coming. My cozy mysteries have been re-released as ebooks and doing very well. Thank you very much to my fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd also like to find a direction to take this blog. One that benefits readers and writers both. Hopefully, God will lead me in the right direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal life is going well. Things are smoothing out on that front, and I praise God! Now, maybe my blood pressure will go back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I praise God every day that I get to do something I love and actually make money at it. I am thankful for my husband's support. I couldn't do this crazy business of writing without him. I'm also thankful for my kids who are my biggest fans. God has blessed me greatly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-8512902705908950724?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/8512902705908950724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=8512902705908950724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/8512902705908950724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/8512902705908950724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i8V_vF7PTvQ/TvNOI3950jI/AAAAAAAAAWw/Iomcl02LEAo/s72-c/hopeful.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-2778236081555704014</id><published>2011-12-01T07:22:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T07:26:53.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TODAY IN HISTORY 1800s</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iG5Z5-1BcbI/TteOpkWCq4I/AAAAAAAAAWk/nXvQpOx-arc/s1600/Abe%2BLincoln.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 71px; height: 127px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iG5Z5-1BcbI/TteOpkWCq4I/AAAAAAAAAWk/nXvQpOx-arc/s320/Abe%2BLincoln.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681166299733076866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is kind of fun, isn't it? I get my facts from a site called...This Day in History. Occasionally, I might throw something out that isn't in the time frame of my historicals, but most of the time, I'll stick to the 1800s. Have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1862: Lincoln gives State of the Union address&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1824: Presidential election goes to the House&lt;br /&gt;      Congress decides outcome of presidential election&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1884 Elfego Baca battles Anglo cowboys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-2778236081555704014?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/2778236081555704014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=2778236081555704014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/2778236081555704014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/2778236081555704014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2011/12/today-in-history-1800s.html' title='TODAY IN HISTORY 1800s'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iG5Z5-1BcbI/TteOpkWCq4I/AAAAAAAAAWk/nXvQpOx-arc/s72-c/Abe%2BLincoln.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-7886353322282200848</id><published>2011-11-30T13:09:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T13:15:21.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TODAY IN HISTORY 1800s</title><content type='html'>I'd like to start blogging about interesting events in history. Since I write primarily in the mid-1800s, I'll focus mostly on that time frame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1864: Rebels are defeated at the Battle of Franklin (Civil War)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1874: Winston Churchill is born&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1835: Mark Twain is born&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-7886353322282200848?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/7886353322282200848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=7886353322282200848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/7886353322282200848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/7886353322282200848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2011/11/today-in-history-1800s.html' title='TODAY IN HISTORY 1800s'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-516319539433479369</id><published>2011-10-19T07:22:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T07:27:31.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SPYGLASS LANE MYSTERIES</title><content type='html'>Check out lots of good mysteries at www.spyglasslanemysteries.com. Plus, there's lots more good stories to come! Follow the blog so you don't miss any of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my writing, I've finished all proposals and can now concentrate on one historical romance while waiting to hear back on all the others. Would love to actually finish the first book in my Montana series. But sometimes, God has other plans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-516319539433479369?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/516319539433479369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=516319539433479369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/516319539433479369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/516319539433479369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2011/10/spyglass-lane-mysteries.html' title='SPYGLASS LANE MYSTERIES'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-1562863404075477182</id><published>2011-10-14T10:10:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T10:12:31.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TWO GREAT BOOKS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qI3z54cG_jg/TphtdaHHvZI/AAAAAAAAAWY/RD5KqwzmMLY/s1600/sons%2Bof%2Bthunder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qI3z54cG_jg/TphtdaHHvZI/AAAAAAAAAWY/RD5KqwzmMLY/s320/sons%2Bof%2Bthunder.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663396883411221906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xa_ItwCBGLY/TphtXX2dqCI/AAAAAAAAAWM/GIKFPcpBrgg/s1600/Lone%2Bstar%2Btrail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xa_ItwCBGLY/TphtXX2dqCI/AAAAAAAAAWM/GIKFPcpBrgg/s320/Lone%2Bstar%2Btrail.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663396779725269026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two wonderful historical romances. One when Texas became a state, the other during the turbulence of World War II. Both great reads!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-1562863404075477182?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/1562863404075477182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=1562863404075477182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/1562863404075477182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/1562863404075477182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2011/10/two-great-books.html' title='TWO GREAT BOOKS'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qI3z54cG_jg/TphtdaHHvZI/AAAAAAAAAWY/RD5KqwzmMLY/s72-c/sons%2Bof%2Bthunder.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-7049940932996109971</id><published>2011-10-13T07:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T07:20:58.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TODAY'S HISTORICAL FACT</title><content type='html'>October 13, 1792: White House cornerstone laid &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cornerstone is laid for a presidential residence in the newly designated capital city of Washington. In 1800, President John Adams became the first president to reside in the executive mansion, which soon became known as the "White House" because its white-gray Virginia freestone contrasted strikingly with the red brick of nearby buildings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-7049940932996109971?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/7049940932996109971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=7049940932996109971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/7049940932996109971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/7049940932996109971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2011/10/todays-historical-fact.html' title='TODAY&apos;S HISTORICAL FACT'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-7244737649705796510</id><published>2011-10-12T07:21:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T07:24:06.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing Tip Wednesday</title><content type='html'>TOTALLY forget Tuesday and posting a recipe. sigh. I'll get the hang of this regular blogging thing before I die, I promise! Speaking of being regular (no, not that kind of regular!) today's writing tip ... write. Everyday. If you only write five hundred words, or even one hundred words, you must write.It shows dedication, discipline, and gets you that much closer to your goal. So, Happy Writing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-7244737649705796510?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/7244737649705796510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=7244737649705796510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/7244737649705796510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/7244737649705796510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2011/10/writing-tip-wednesday.html' title='Writing Tip Wednesday'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-5278257272190621714</id><published>2011-10-10T07:01:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T07:04:17.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FINISHING UP</title><content type='html'>As promised, first day of my new blog format and I'm giving you an update on my writing. I have more editors looking at my work than I can count on one hand, so I'm hopeful. It was challenging going from first person cozy mystery to third person historical romance, but I think I've done it. Today, I will finish up the last proposal I am working on and send it to my agent. Then, it's on to finishing one of my other manuscripts. It will be nice to work for a while on only one book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't ordered Fudge-Laced Felonies on ebook, you might want to go to www.smashwords.com while it's only .99. It should be available on Amazon soon, and Candy-Coated Secrets releases this week on Smashwords. Also .99. Not sure how long these deals will last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-5278257272190621714?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/5278257272190621714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=5278257272190621714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/5278257272190621714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/5278257272190621714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2011/10/finishing-up.html' title='FINISHING UP'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-4362427018875408101</id><published>2011-10-07T12:44:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T07:37:07.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY BLOG</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wasn9IkUjq4/To9YhQox1uI/AAAAAAAAAWE/M8PYD63a81U/s1600/book%2Band%2Bpen.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 247px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wasn9IkUjq4/To9YhQox1uI/AAAAAAAAAWE/M8PYD63a81U/s320/book%2Band%2Bpen.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660840585052935906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or where I think I'm going with this. Each day, I'll focus on something new, with Saturday and Sunday off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manic Monday - Where I'm at in my latest manuscript and what's happening with my proposals.&lt;br /&gt;Tasty Tuesday - Most likely a recipe&lt;br /&gt;Writing Tip Wednesday - I'll dig up something for you to learn&lt;br /&gt;Thirsty Facts Thursday - Facts in history&lt;br /&gt;Fun Friday - Could be anything. I'll surprise you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-4362427018875408101?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/4362427018875408101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=4362427018875408101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/4362427018875408101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/4362427018875408101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-blog.html' title='MY BLOG'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wasn9IkUjq4/To9YhQox1uI/AAAAAAAAAWE/M8PYD63a81U/s72-c/book%2Band%2Bpen.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-8401452352494984258</id><published>2011-09-16T17:26:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T17:31:30.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MYSTERIES ARE COMING!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mAiJLwfH6kc/TnPqWgZlviI/AAAAAAAAAV8/DHYTzH9Fsug/s1600/Spyglass%2BLane%2Bicon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mAiJLwfH6kc/TnPqWgZlviI/AAAAAAAAAV8/DHYTzH9Fsug/s200/Spyglass%2BLane%2Bicon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653119629655391778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The website promoting the cozy mysteries, of which my three are included, is now up and running! Visit and take a look. Mine are scheduled for each Thursday in October! Your chance to get all three in the series!&lt;br /&gt;www.spyglasslanemysteries.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-8401452352494984258?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/8401452352494984258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=8401452352494984258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/8401452352494984258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/8401452352494984258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2011/09/mysteries-are-coming.html' title='MYSTERIES ARE COMING!'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mAiJLwfH6kc/TnPqWgZlviI/AAAAAAAAAV8/DHYTzH9Fsug/s72-c/Spyglass%2BLane%2Bicon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-1906771488499458383</id><published>2011-09-03T08:44:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T08:48:34.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE HELP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hpRxY_4dO18/TmJMS4Y8KEI/AAAAAAAAAV0/pQRUbcCoEMg/s1600/the%2Bhelp%2Bcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hpRxY_4dO18/TmJMS4Y8KEI/AAAAAAAAAV0/pQRUbcCoEMg/s200/the%2Bhelp%2Bcover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648160769934370882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently finished reading THE HELP by Kathryn Stockett. At times I laughed, other times I wanted to cry, and yet other times I got angry. It shocked me to realize that less than fifty years has passed since black women were treated by most with such disrespect. The story was a real eye opener to me, as I hope it will be to many other readers. As the white mother to two adopted black boys, I was naive enough to believe that racism had faded away a long time ago. Not so long, really. A wonderful book. I highly recommend it and can't wait to see the movie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-1906771488499458383?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/1906771488499458383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=1906771488499458383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/1906771488499458383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/1906771488499458383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2011/09/help.html' title='THE HELP'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hpRxY_4dO18/TmJMS4Y8KEI/AAAAAAAAAV0/pQRUbcCoEMg/s72-c/the%2Bhelp%2Bcover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-7631988387362611757</id><published>2011-06-22T10:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T11:01:29.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WRITING WRITING WRITING</title><content type='html'>Yowza! I have ten books at one publisher waiting to see whether they want to contract any, another I'm working on for a different publisher, and a query ready to send to yet another! Maybe I'll reach my five year goal of writing full time quicker than I thought! All in God's timing of course, but I'm looking forward to it! Making money doing something I love...wow. What a concept.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-7631988387362611757?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/7631988387362611757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=7631988387362611757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/7631988387362611757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/7631988387362611757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2011/06/writing-writing-writing.html' title='WRITING WRITING WRITING'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-156759401444259</id><published>2011-06-16T11:35:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T11:36:35.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WINNER OF CANDY-COATED SECRETS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nugpf0F64sw/TfpNLhuzeJI/AAAAAAAAAVo/_ERv90w7Fcg/s1600/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nugpf0F64sw/TfpNLhuzeJI/AAAAAAAAAVo/_ERv90w7Fcg/s200/image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618888345526696082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carol Wong won a copy of Candy-Coated Secrets from one of the interviews I did!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-156759401444259?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/156759401444259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=156759401444259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/156759401444259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/156759401444259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2011/06/winner-of-candy-coated-secrets.html' title='WINNER OF CANDY-COATED SECRETS'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nugpf0F64sw/TfpNLhuzeJI/AAAAAAAAAVo/_ERv90w7Fcg/s72-c/image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-4803229301833519929</id><published>2011-06-15T12:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T12:58:37.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOG WITH SUSAN SLEEMAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Enter to win a copy of Susan Sleeman's Behind the Badge and a $50 Amazon gift card!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Susan Sleeman here.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Behind the Badge&lt;/span&gt;, my second romantic suspense book for Love Inspired Suspense will release on June 6th and in honor of all of you, the readers, I am hosting a special contest on my website for the month of June.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.susansleeman.com/images/amazoncardsmaller.jpg" alt="" align="right" hspace="10" /&gt;Let’s face it. Without you, the wonderful readers, books would not exist and I wouldn’t be able to wake up looking forward to a job that is fresh and exciting each and every day. Praise God for this incredible opportunity!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now back to the contest. All you have to do is read the excerpt below then go to my &lt;a href="http://www.susansleeman.com/contests/june/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;WEBSITE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and answer the following question. That's it. You're entered to win.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you'd like to sign up for my mailing list to learn of other contests in the future you can do that at the same time, too. Full contest rules are on the entry page. Remember only one entry per person.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;QUESTION: What item let Russ know the bike was street legal? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.susansleeman.com/images/Susan%20Sleeman.jpg" alt="" align="right" hspace="10" /&gt;SUSAN SLEEMAN is a best-selling author of romantic suspense and mystery novels. She grew up in a small Wisconsin town where she spent her summers reading Nancy Drew and developing a love of mystery and suspense books. Today, she channels this enthusiasm into writing romantic suspense and mystery novels and hosting the popular internet website TheSuspenseZone.com.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Her books include &lt;a href="http://www.susansleeman.com/books/nipped-in-the-bud/"&gt;Nipped in the Bud&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.susansleeman.com/books/high-stakes-inheritance/"&gt;High-Stakes Inheritance&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.susansleeman.com/books/behind-the-badge/"&gt;Behind the Badge&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.susansleeman.com/books/the-christmas-witness/"&gt;The Christmas Witness&lt;/a&gt;. Also watch for the first two romantic suspense books in her Justice Agency series coming from Love Inspired suspense in 2012 and featuring a private investigations firm specializing in helping those who traditional law enforcement has failed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Susan currently lives in Florida, but has had the pleasure of living in nine states. Her husband is a church music director and they have two beautiful daughters, a very special son-in-law and an adorable grandson.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To learn more about Susan visit her &lt;a href="http://www.susansleeman.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/SusanSleemanBooks/"&gt;Facebook &lt;/a&gt;, or &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/susansleeman/"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.susansleeman.com/images/covers/behindthebadge_225.jpg" alt="Behind the Badge" width="225" align="left" height="355" hspace="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"YOUR SISTER IS NEXT!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A killer is threatening the life of rookie cop Sydney Tucker's sister-unless Sydney turns over evidence from a drug bust. But she doesn't have the evidence. Not that the thug believes her. Now she and the sibling in her care are under the watchful eye of Logan Lake police chief Russ Morgan…but will his protection be enough?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The killer is closing in, picking off the people and places that mean the most to Sydney. A list that now includes Russ. To protect her loved ones, will she pay the ultimate price-her life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Morgan Brothers - Bk 2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love Inspired Suspense  June 6, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;ISBN-10: 0373444478&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ISBN-13: 978-0373444472&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;READ AN EXCERPT:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chapter One&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="overflow: auto; height: 307px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gunshots split the inky darkness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Deputy Sydney Tucker hit the cold ground, a jagged rock slashing into her forehead on the way down. She reached for her service weapon. Came up empty handed. She'd stopped after work to check on the construction of her townhouse and left her gun and cell phone in the car.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dumb, Sydney. Really dumb. Now what're you gonna do?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Inching her head above knee-high grass, she listened. The keening whistle of the wind died, leaving the air damp and heavy with tension but silence reigned.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Had she overreacted? Could be target practice. But at night? Maybe. Hunters did crazy things sometimes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Footfalls pounded from below like someone charging through the brush. No. Two people. Maybe a chase. One person after another. A loud crash, branches snapping.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"What're you doin', man," a panicked male voice traveled through the night. "No! Don't shoot! We can work this out."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Three more gunshots rang out. A moan drifted up the hill.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not target practice. Someone had been shot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sydney lurched to her feet, dizziness swirling around her. Blood dripped into her eyes. She wiped it away, blinked hard and steadied herself on a large rock while peering into the wall of darkness for the best escape route.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Heavy footfalls crunched up the gravel path.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I know you're here, Deputy Tucker," a male voice, disguised with a high nasally pitch, called out. "We need to talk about this. C'mon out."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah, right. Come out and die. Not hardly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Praying, pleading for safety, she scrambled deeper into the scrub. Over rocks. Through grass tangling her feet. Her heart pounded in her head, drowning the prayers with fear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I'm losing patience, Deputy," he called again in that strange voice. "You're not like Dixon. He had it coming. You don't."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dixon? Did he mean the man she arrested for providing alcohol to her teenage sister and for selling drugs? Was that what this was about?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rocks skittered down the incline. The shooter was on the move again. No time to think. She had to go. Now!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Blindly she felt her way past shrubs, over uneven ground. Dried leaves crunched underfoot. Branches slapped her face and clawed at her arms, but she stifled her cries of pain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I hear you, Deputy."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She wrenched around to determine his location. A protruding rock caught her foot, catapulting her forward. She somersaulted through the air. Her knee slammed into the packed earth and she crashed down the hill. Wrapping arms around her head for protection, she came to a stop, breath knocked out of her chest, lying flat on her back in a thick stand of weeds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"So you want to play it that way, do you Deputy? Fine. Just remember, you can run, but you can't hide. I will find you. This will be resolved one way or another." His disembodied laugh swirled into the night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The darkness pressed closer. Blinding. Overwhelming. Terrifying.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She was easy prey. Even with her bulletproof vest, a few rounds fired in her direction would take her out. She had to get up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She rose to her knees, but pain knifed into her knee, keeping her anchored to the ground.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, please don't let me die like this. Give me the strength to move. I need to live for Nikki. She's only seventeen. She has no one. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sydney uncurled and came to a standing position. Taking a few halting steps, she tested the pain. Nearly unbearable. But she could-no she&lt;em&gt; had&lt;/em&gt; to do this for her sister.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thinking of Nikki, she gritted her teeth and set off, moving slowly, taking care not to make a sound.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Out of the darkness, a hand shot out. Clamped over her mouth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Screams tore from her throat, but died behind fingers pressed hard against her lips.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A muscled arm jerked her against a solid chest and dragged her deep into the brush.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;God, please, no.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She twisted, arched her back, pushing against arms like iron bands.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She dug her heels into the ground, but he was too strong. He kept going deeper into the brush before settling them both on the ground behind a large boulder.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Relax Sydney, it's Russ Morgan," Logan Lake's Police Chief whispered, his lips close to her ear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Russ Morgan? What was he doing here?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Sorry about the hand." His tone said she was nothing more than a stranger instead of someone she'd known for years. "I didn't want you to alert the shooter with a scream. I'm gonna remove my hand now. Nod if you understand me."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She let all of her relief escape in a sharp jerk of her head. His fingers dropped away.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Once the shooter rounded that curve, you would've been a goner," he whispered while still firmly holding her. "Good thing a neighbor reported gunshots."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sydney started to shiver and breathed deep to steady her galloping pulse. Air rushed into her lungs. She was alive, but barely. No thanks to her own skills.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"You okay?" he asked, his breath stirring her hair.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Yes." She willed her body to stop shaking and eased out a hiss of disappointment in her performance as a deputy. "How long have you been here?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Long enough to hear the shooter claim he's hit Dixon and is coming after you next," he whispered again, but urgency lit his voice and rekindled her fear. "This have to do with your arrest of Carl Dixon the other day?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I don't know," she whispered back. "I just stopped to check on the construction of my townhouse on my way home from work."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Off duty, huh? Explains why you don't have your weapon drawn."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I left my duty belt in my car." She waited for his reaction to not carrying, but he simply gave a quick nod as footfalls grated against gravel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Shh, he's about to pass us." Russ leaned forward and drew his gun with his free hand, but didn't release his hold on her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Crunching steps came within a few feet of their location. Halted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Can you feel me breathing down your neck, Deputy? I'm inches from finding you." He didn't know the accuracy of his words.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She felt Russ's breathing speed up, upping her concern and washing away the brief blanket of security his arms provided. Adrenaline urged her to move. To keep from panicking, she focused on Russ's unwavering weapon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The shooter took a few steps closer. Her heart thumped, threatening to leave her chest. Russ tightened his hold as if he knew she wanted to bolt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The shooter spun sending gravel flying then headed up the path.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As his footsteps receded, she tried to relax taut muscles. The warmth from Russ's body helped chase out her fear and the chill of the night. Thank God Russ was here. If he hadn't come.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She refused to go there. God had watched over her. Provided rescue, just not in the form she'd have chosen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not only was Russ an officer from the city police force-a team often in competition with the county sheriff's department where she worked-but a man she'd had a crazy crush on in high school. A man whose rugged good looks still turned women's heads.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She let out a long sigh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I know this's awkward," he whispered, "but hang tight for a few more minutes. We need to wait for him to head back down the hill."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She wanted to protest and suggest they flee now, but not Russ. He thought clearly. Taking off now gave the killer the advantage of higher ground, making them moving targets. They'd have to sit like this until he passed them again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If they made it out of here, which the approaching footfalls told her wasn't at all certain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They pounded closer. The shooter moved at a quick clip this time as if he thought she'd gotten away and he was fleeing. Or maybe he was heading to her car to lay in wait for her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As the footsteps receded again, she felt Russ's arm slacken.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Time to roll," he whispered. "Stay here."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"But I-"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"You have a backup?" He referred to a back up gun officers often carry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She shook her head.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Then wait here." He gave her the hard stare that'd made him famous around town and crept toward the path.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She leaned against the boulder and wrapped her arms around the warm circle on her waist where he'd held her. Without his warmth, she couldn't quit shaking. The reality of the night froze her inner core.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She should listen to Russ. Lay low. Wait until he apprehended the killer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That was the safe thing to do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The easy thing to do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The wrong thing to do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not for everyone, but for an officer of the law, letting a shooter escape without trying to stop him wasn't an option. Even if that shooter had her in his sights, she'd make her way to her car for her gun and help Russ stop this maniac before he hurt anyone else.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*****&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Near the ditch, Russ came to a stop and fought to catch his breath. Taillights on a mud splattered dirt bike roared up the trail. He'd warned the suspect to stop, but short of shooting him in the back, Russ couldn't stop him from fleeing into the dark.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At least he'd accomplished his primary objective. To protect Sydney and keep her alive. Now he needed to alert his men and the sheriff's office to the suspect's whereabouts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He lifted his shoulder mic and ordered a unit from his office to stake out the end of the trail for the motorcycle and an ambulance in case Dixon survived. Then he asked dispatch to patch him through to the county sheriff's department to make sure they knew he'd taken charge of the scene so none of their hotshot deputies arrived with the hope of usurping control.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He turned on his Maglight and headed up the hill. The beam of light skipped over gravel and lush plants lining the winding path. Midway up, rustling brush stopped him cold. He'd left Sydney higher up. Nearer the lake.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Was a second shooter hoping to ambush him?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He flipped off his light and sought protection behind a tree. His breath came in little pulses in the unusually cold air for a typical Oregon fall. Adrenaline with little time to ebb away came roaring back, but even as the noise grew louder, he resisted the urge to take action.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe it was Sydney. The Sydney he used to know wouldn't have listened to his directive and stayed put. She'd trounce down the hill, her chin tilted at the same insolent angle as when he told her he didn't return her crazy crush her freshman year of high school. Not that he'd wanted to send a beautiful, lively girl like her away. He could easily have dated her, but he was four years older, in college. With their age difference, it wouldn't have been right.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bushes at the path's edge shook then parted. Slowly, like a sleek panther, Sydney slipped out. He watched until she stood tall on those incredibly long legs he'd admired since she was sixteen before lowering his gun and aiming his flashlight at her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She jumped. Peered up at him, an impudent look planted on her face. This was the Sydney he'd known as a teen and heaven help him, in less than thirty minutes, she'd sparked his interest again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Care to shine that somewhere other than my face." She perched her hand over her eyes, warding off the glare.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He moved the light but not before he caught a good look at a gaping wound running from her hairline to eyebrow, covered in congealed blood. He lifted his hand to check out her injury, but stopped. He wouldn't probe a wound on one of his men's faces. As a fellow LEO-law enforcement officer-he wouldn't treat Sydney any differently.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I told you to stay put." He infused his words with authority.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I wanted to help. Wish I'd listened. I tripped over the body." She held out blood-covered hands. Her eyes watered as if she might cry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Man. Don't do that. Don't fall apart. He couldn't remain detached if she started crying. He'd have to empathize, maybe give her a reassuring pat on the arm. Maybe feel her pain and resurrect all the reasons he'd left his homicide job in Portland.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He changed his focus. Nodded at the brush. "Show me the body."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As a faint whine of sirens spiraled in the distance, she limped into tall grass, a grimace of pain marring her beautiful face. He followed, illuminating the area ahead of her. About ten feet in, she suddenly stopped. He shone his light a few feet ahead of her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Diffused rays slid over a young male lying on his back. Russ swung the beam to the man's face landing on open eyes staring into the blackness above.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sydney gasped and swung around him. She rushed toward the main path. Even though Russ knew it was a lost cause, he bent down to check for a pulse. No question, this man hadn't made it and no question about his identity. Carl Dixon, a man every LEO in the area knew from his frequent blips onto the police radar and the most recent arrest for selling drugs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All that ended with three gunshots to the chest at close range from what Russ could see with his flashlight. Once they thoroughly processed the scene, he'd know better. But first, they needed to vacate the area before further contaminating the scene.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He found Sydney near the path, gaze fixed in the distance, hands clasped on her hips and exhaling long breaths as if trying to expel what she'd just seen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haunted eyes peered at him. "He's dead, right?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Yeah."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"And what about the killer?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Couldn't catch him. He took off on a dirt bike."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Disappointment crowded out the fear on her face. "Did you at least see him?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"From the back. He was my height or a little taller, but lean. Wore a black stocking cap. The bike has a plate so it must be street legal. I caught the first few digits."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"That's something, then."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Russ didn't want to tell her it would do little for them in terms of searching DMV records as three digits would return thousands of bikes, but he didn't think she could take any more bad news so he kept quiet. "Let's head down to the parking lot."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He gave her the flashlight and urged her to take the lead down the steep hill. Once on solid concrete, she handed it back to him. Holding it overhead, he watched her closely for dizziness or other impairments from her fall. He saw nothing out of the ordinary, but a head injury could mean a concussion. He'd have the EMT's check her out when they got here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He pointed at a rough-hewn bench. "Maybe you should sit down."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I'm fine " Her voice cracked and she seemed embarrassed over reacting to the murder.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"It's okay to be upset, Syd. A horrible thing happened tonight."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I'm fine really. I'll be back to a hundred percent by morning."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Text copyright © by Susan Sleeman&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Permission to reproduce text granted by Harlequin Books S.A.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-4803229301833519929?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/4803229301833519929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=4803229301833519929' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/4803229301833519929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/4803229301833519929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-with-susan-sleeman.html' title='BLOG WITH SUSAN SLEEMAN'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-8645954642591888338</id><published>2011-06-14T13:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T13:47:21.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW AGENT</title><content type='html'>Yahoo! I signed with Chip MacGregor of MacGregor Literary Agency. Wasn't even looking! He approached me about joining his group of authors to re-release our cozy mysteries as ebooks. I jumped on the opportunity, but told him I wasn't sure how to go about it, since I no longer had an agent. He asked me to send him a proposal. I did, and two weeks later, voila! New agent!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-8645954642591888338?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/8645954642591888338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=8645954642591888338' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/8645954642591888338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/8645954642591888338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-agent.html' title='NEW AGENT'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-4959192845533127031</id><published>2011-06-07T08:03:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T08:04:02.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AN INTERVIEW ON ME</title><content type='html'>There are several interviews on me around the web. Here's a couple of the links!&lt;br /&gt;http://kdawnbyrd.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;http://goteenwriters.blogspot.com/2011/06/cynthia-hickeys-writing-process-and.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-4959192845533127031?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/4959192845533127031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=4959192845533127031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/4959192845533127031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/4959192845533127031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2011/06/interview-on-me.html' title='AN INTERVIEW ON ME'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-8201522845849234519</id><published>2011-05-28T13:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T13:42:28.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WRITING A COZY</title><content type='html'>Go to www.pentalkcommunity.blogspot.com and read a little piece I wrote on writing cozies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-8201522845849234519?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/8201522845849234519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=8201522845849234519' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/8201522845849234519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/8201522845849234519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2011/05/writing-cozy.html' title='WRITING A COZY'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-5201814733630082308</id><published>2011-05-26T16:19:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T16:21:13.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AND MORE</title><content type='html'>Thanks to a wonderful friend's (Hi, Rachel) insight, I uploaded my ebooks to Barnes and Noble. Within a week, my two books will be available just about anywhere you can download a book; Kindle, Nook, Sony, epub, etc. I have to admit to getting a little excited here. Now, I'll play around and try to create book trailers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-5201814733630082308?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/5201814733630082308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=5201814733630082308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/5201814733630082308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/5201814733630082308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2011/05/and-more.html' title='AND MORE'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-7863823497757731246</id><published>2011-05-25T14:20:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T14:24:34.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Bandwagon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8T9y9cyelkc/Td1y8Aor8cI/AAAAAAAAAVc/in1eYZY57sI/s1600/Mountain%2Bof%2BFear%2BCover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8T9y9cyelkc/Td1y8Aor8cI/AAAAAAAAAVc/in1eYZY57sI/s200/Mountain%2Bof%2BFear%2BCover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610767086061875650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8WFvTs9YcKA/Td1yzdMHspI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Kba74BPjL-c/s1600/Exposure%2Bat%2BSea%2BCover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 125px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8WFvTs9YcKA/Td1yzdMHspI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Kba74BPjL-c/s200/Exposure%2Bat%2BSea%2BCover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610766939107865234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I've done it! Jumped on the bandwagon and given a couple of older stories a chance at life. I've selfpubbed myself ebook style! I have to admit to feeling a sense of accomplishment. Having written these two stories a couple of years ago, I'd shelved them, waiting for their chance. They're my guinea pigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I was pulling my hair out with formatting and designing my covers, but thankfully, Smashwords has a guide that took me through the process step-by-step. Both books are available through Smashwords.com and within a couple of days will be available at Amazon.com through their Kindle store, BarnesandNoble, and Sony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on! Download 'em! You know you want to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-7863823497757731246?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/7863823497757731246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=7863823497757731246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/7863823497757731246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/7863823497757731246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2011/05/on-bandwagon.html' title='On the Bandwagon'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8T9y9cyelkc/Td1y8Aor8cI/AAAAAAAAAVc/in1eYZY57sI/s72-c/Mountain%2Bof%2BFear%2BCover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-6714151638736047300</id><published>2011-04-18T15:58:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T16:04:34.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RAIDER'S HEART by Marcia Gruver</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LG4MCLWPRLw/TazDfeFxYfI/AAAAAAAAAU8/_anoh4nO1ig/s1600/raiders%2Bheart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LG4MCLWPRLw/TazDfeFxYfI/AAAAAAAAAU8/_anoh4nO1ig/s320/raiders%2Bheart.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597063382335316466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawsey Wilkes lives a life of luxury and loneliness, but she doesn't realize how much until she's kidnapped and locked in the shed of the infamouse McRae's. Nor is she prepapred for how much Hooper McRae stirs her senses. As she is allowed freedom outside her prison, and a foolish choice on her part puts her life at risk, Dawsey realizes the things she'd heard about the McRaes were not the complete story. Then, her life takes another unexpected turn and Dawsey faces a difficult choice of the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAIDER'S HEART was a thoroughly engaging romance that left me smiling. Being from the south, I was completely swept back home with the language and setting of this enjoyable story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-6714151638736047300?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/6714151638736047300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=6714151638736047300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/6714151638736047300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/6714151638736047300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2011/04/raiders-heart-by-marcia-gruver.html' title='RAIDER&apos;S HEART by Marcia Gruver'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LG4MCLWPRLw/TazDfeFxYfI/AAAAAAAAAU8/_anoh4nO1ig/s72-c/raiders%2Bheart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-6297504699797056393</id><published>2010-10-20T13:25:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T13:29:09.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOMEN'S HEALTH ANSWER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/TL9RBxZgx7I/AAAAAAAAAUY/nblYGGrWm5o/s1600/margarita"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 96px; height: 96px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/TL9RBxZgx7I/AAAAAAAAAUY/nblYGGrWm5o/s200/margarita" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530227958316320690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Important Women's Health Issue: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Do you have feelings of inadequacy? &lt;br /&gt;* Do you suffer from shyness? &lt;br /&gt;* Do you sometimes wish you were more assertive? &lt;br /&gt;* Do you suffer exhaustion from the day to day grind? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you answered yes to any of these questions, ask your doctor or  &lt;br /&gt;pharmacist about Margaritas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margaritas are the safe, natural way to feel better and more confident  about yourself and your actions. Margaritas can help ease you out of your shyness and let you tell the world that you're ready and willing  &lt;br /&gt;to do just about anything. You will notice the benefits of Margaritas  almost immediately and with a regimen of regular doses you can overcome any obstacles that prevent you from living the life you want  &lt;br /&gt;to live. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shyness and awkwardness will be a thing of the past and you will discover many talents you never knew you had. Stop hiding and start living, with Margaritas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margaritas may not be right for everyone. Women who are pregnant or nursing should not use Margaritas. However, women who wouldn't mind nursing or becoming pregnant are encouraged to try it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side effects may include: &lt;br /&gt;- Dizziness &lt;br /&gt;- Nausea &lt;br /&gt;- Vomiting &lt;br /&gt;- Incarceration &lt;br /&gt;- Erotic lustfulness &lt;br /&gt;- Loss of motor control &lt;br /&gt;- Loss of clothing &lt;br /&gt;- Loss of money &lt;br /&gt;- Loss of virginity &lt;br /&gt;- Table dancing &lt;br /&gt;- Headache &lt;br /&gt;- Dehydration &lt;br /&gt;- Dry mouth &lt;br /&gt;- And a desire to sing Karaoke &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNINGS: &lt;br /&gt;* The consumption of Margaritas may make you think you are whispering when you are not. &lt;br /&gt;* The consumption of Margaritas may cause you to tell your friends over and over again that you love them. &lt;br /&gt;* The consumption of Margaritas may cause you to think you can sing. &lt;br /&gt;* The consumption of Margaritas may make you think you can logically converse with members of the opposite sex without spitting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please share this with other women who may need Margaritas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-6297504699797056393?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/6297504699797056393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=6297504699797056393' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/6297504699797056393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/6297504699797056393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2010/10/womens-health-answer.html' title='WOMEN&apos;S HEALTH ANSWER'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/TL9RBxZgx7I/AAAAAAAAAUY/nblYGGrWm5o/s72-c/margarita' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-3474257898160705064</id><published>2010-09-21T07:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T07:29:21.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MORE ACFW AWARDSEDITOR OF THE YEAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;EDITOR OF THE YEAR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sue Brower, Zondervan&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AGENT OF THE YEAR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandra Bishop, MacGregor Literary&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MENTOR OF THE YEAR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susan May Warren&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEMBER SERVICE AWARD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fay Lamb&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIFETIME ACHIEVEMENT AWARD&lt;/strong&gt; (first ever from ACFW)&lt;br /&gt;Carol Johnson, editor who acquired Janette Oke and for whom the new Carol Award is named&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Congratulations again, to all the nominees, all the winners, and everyone who works so hard behind-the-scenes to make this crazy writing career possible for so many of us. Your work and support is not only appreciated but greatly needed. Many blessings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-3474257898160705064?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/3474257898160705064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=3474257898160705064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/3474257898160705064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/3474257898160705064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2010/09/more-acfw-awardseditor-of-year.html' title='MORE ACFW AWARDSEDITOR OF THE YEAR'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-2456118574768467539</id><published>2010-09-20T08:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T08:24:08.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ACFW Carol Awards</title><content type='html'>Another conference has come and gone. Listed below are this year's winners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to the winners of the 2010 Carol Awards!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Contemporaroy Novella - &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Great Christmas Bowl by Susan May Warren&lt;br /&gt;Tyndale House, Karen Watson, Editor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Historical Novella -&lt;/strong&gt;Christmas Bells for Dry Creek by Janet Tronstad&lt;br /&gt;Steeple Hill, Tina James, Editor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Short Contemporary -&lt;/strong&gt;A Texas Ranger's Family by Mae Nunn&lt;br /&gt;Steeple Hill, Melissa Endlich, Editor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Short Contemporary Suspense -&lt;/strong&gt;Evidence of Murder by Jill Elizabeth Nelson&lt;br /&gt;Steeple Hill, Emily Rodmell, Editor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Short Historical -&lt;/strong&gt;The Unfinished Gift by Dan Walsh&lt;br /&gt;Revell, Andrea Doering, Editor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Young Adult -&lt;/strong&gt;So Not Happening - Jenny B. Jones&lt;br /&gt;Thomas Nelson, Amanda Bostic/Jamie Chavez, Editors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Long Contemporary -&lt;/strong&gt;The Familiar Stranger by Christina Berry&lt;br /&gt;Moody Publishers, Paul Santhouse, Editor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Long Contemporary Romance -&lt;/strong&gt;Just Between You and Me by Jenny B. Jones&lt;br /&gt;Thomas Nelson, Natalie Hanemann/Jamie Chavez, Editors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mystery -&lt;/strong&gt;The Case of the Mystified M.D. by A.K. Arenz&lt;br /&gt;Sheaf House, Joan M. Shoup, Editor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suspense/Thriller -&lt;/strong&gt;Intervention by Terri Blackstock&lt;br /&gt;Zondervan, Sue Brower/Dave Lambert, Editors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Long Historical -&lt;/strong&gt;Stealing Home by Allison Pittman&lt;br /&gt;Multnomah, Alice Crider, Editor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Long Historical Romance - &lt;/strong&gt;Cowboy Christmas by Mary Connealy&lt;br /&gt;Barbour Publishing, Rebecca Germany, Editor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Speculative -&lt;/strong&gt;Eternity Falls by Kirk Outerbridge&lt;br /&gt;Marcher Lord Press, Jeff Gerke, Editor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Women's Fiction -&lt;/strong&gt;Never the Bride by Cheryl McKay and Rene Gutteridge&lt;br /&gt;Waterbrook Press, Shannon Marchese, Editor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Debut Author - &lt;/strong&gt;The Unfinished Gift by Dan Walsh&lt;br /&gt;Revell, Andrea Doering, Editor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-2456118574768467539?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/2456118574768467539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=2456118574768467539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/2456118574768467539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/2456118574768467539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2010/09/acfw-carol-awards.html' title='ACFW Carol Awards'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-7968797454376272204</id><published>2010-08-24T14:18:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T14:22:40.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVING ON</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/THQ3818xVrI/AAAAAAAAAUI/sfrTcwNcq7Y/s1600/hopeful.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 139px; height: 89px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/THQ3818xVrI/AAAAAAAAAUI/sfrTcwNcq7Y/s320/hopeful.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509089762594608818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Historical was turned in on time. My agent should be reading through it now. I submitted a blurb for a possible anthology, wrote a proposal for a cozy mystery, and am now working on a contemporary. Surely with all these lines in the water (figuratively speaking) I'll get a big 'ole bite. God will surely reward me for perseverance, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-7968797454376272204?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/7968797454376272204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=7968797454376272204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/7968797454376272204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/7968797454376272204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2010/08/moving-on.html' title='MOVING ON'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/THQ3818xVrI/AAAAAAAAAUI/sfrTcwNcq7Y/s72-c/hopeful.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-7614087139069866101</id><published>2010-07-12T12:28:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T12:35:54.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Am I Doing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/TDtufJqrgiI/AAAAAAAAAUA/uVhF-OIWPCo/s1600/crazy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 108px; height: 90px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/TDtufJqrgiI/AAAAAAAAAUA/uVhF-OIWPCo/s320/crazy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493105651958383138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so struggling with this 1865 historical I'm writing. Then, for the reviews I must do, I've read a book that is written so well, I feel I'm wasting my time putting pen to paper. Ugh! I know it's just the insecurities that go with the writing profession, but enough already! I need the words to come. God, give them to me, please! I told my agent I'd have this book finished by the end of July and it's already the 12th. There are four publishers waiting to see it. Then, I'm worried that I'm spending my time writing something no one will want and then I've wasted my time. Yep, having a great big old pity party! Wanna join me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-7614087139069866101?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/7614087139069866101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=7614087139069866101' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/7614087139069866101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/7614087139069866101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-am-i-doing.html' title='What Am I Doing?'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/TDtufJqrgiI/AAAAAAAAAUA/uVhF-OIWPCo/s72-c/crazy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-6464629700895313250</id><published>2010-06-28T13:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T13:51:28.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE FINAL CHAPTER</title><content type='html'>Well, what a joke. Son has to serve five more months, ten years probation, and register as a sex offender. Good thing: might be able to expunge in five years. Thank you to our pastor and the youth pastor and his wife who came to support our son and us. It meant so much to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prosecutor gave her spiel, then proceeded to spend the rest of the hearing texting on her blackberry. Son's lawyer gave his spiel, he's definitely not gifted in the speaking department by the way. The language used by all parties was that our son "crossed some boundaries". Really? I thought the girls were crying rape. Oh, well. Must be why the charges were so drastically reduced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The facts about the girls calling, texting, bragging, etc., was never brought to the judge's attention. Seems that in AZ these things are not admissible. According to our son's lawyer, these are the reasons the prosecution lowered the charges. Really? Then why didn't our son's lawyer fight harder for him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have very good hearing, and the two lawyers were talking before the court started. The prosecution would say so, this charge stands as this, right? this plea needs amended to this, right? And our son's lawyer agreed to everyone. Nice to know he lets women wear the pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did manage to get our son's probationary fee lowered from $65/month to $25/month. Oh, yippee! Glad we didn't have to pay HIM for representation. My husband is going to check into taking this to civil court. We'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-6464629700895313250?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/6464629700895313250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=6464629700895313250' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/6464629700895313250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/6464629700895313250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2010/06/final-chapter.html' title='THE FINAL CHAPTER'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-3156177593226813437</id><published>2010-06-27T09:48:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T09:52:09.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OZARK WEDDINGS By Anita Higman and Janice Thompson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/TCeBn91E4aI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KDjooEklbS0/s1600/Top.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/TCeBn91E4aI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KDjooEklbS0/s320/Top.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487497194586300834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being from the Ozarks myself, I jumped at the chance to be an influencer for Ozark Weddings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An enjoyable collection of three stories set in Arkansas, I felt propelled back to the land of my childhood. With sensitivity, master of lyrical writing, the authors take the readers deep into the hearts of three wonderful couples, where romance is pure and sweet. So grab your favorite drink, curl up in your favorite chair, and spend a summer day immersed in the beauty that is the Ozarks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-3156177593226813437?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/3156177593226813437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=3156177593226813437' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/3156177593226813437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/3156177593226813437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2010/06/ozark-weddings-by-anita-higman-and.html' title='OZARK WEDDINGS By Anita Higman and Janice Thompson'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/TCeBn91E4aI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KDjooEklbS0/s72-c/Top.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-8757766037358753283</id><published>2010-06-21T07:32:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T07:35:40.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW TO WRITE GREAT FICTION</title><content type='html'>By Janice Hanna Thompson&lt;br /&gt;FICTION COURSE INTERVIEW&lt;br /&gt;Janice Thompson: booksbyjanice@aol.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Janice, I understand you’re about to debut a new fiction course online. Why fiction? What is your background, as it relates to fiction writing?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Every writer hopes to one day write “The Great American Novel.” I started writing novels as a child, so the desire to craft “story” has always been inside of me. In the mid ‘90s I started writing with the desire to be published. After years of trial and error, my first novel hit the shelves in 2000. Since then, I’ve published over forty novels—everything from inspirational romance to cozy mysteries to Y.A. (young adult) to romantic comedies. It’s been a great run! I’ve noticed a trend in recent years. “Young” writers approach me, one after the other, asking the same questions and struggling with the same problems. I’ve worn myself out giving the same answers! (There are only so many times and ways you can say, “You’re head-hopping, honey!”) Because of that, I decided it would be easier to compile the information into a fiction course, will debut mid-June at www.freelancewritingcourses.com. I can’t wait to see what novelists think of this exciting new course! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You’ve started with a lesson on understanding the genres. Why is that?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;As mentioned above, I’ve been published in multiple genres. My first book was a suspense-thriller. I’ve since written historicals, contemporaries, children’s, young adult, romances, mysteries and much, much more. Because I’ve been able to successfully cross genre lines, I feel qualified to teach on the subject. Before writers can establish themselves as novelists, they must develop an understanding of the fiction genres/categories. Choosing the best genre (or genres) is critical to your success. But with so many categories to choose from, how do you know which is your best fit? This lesson will give writers a thorough introduction to genre writing and will provide them with the necessary information to choose the one(s) best suited to their literary style and voice. &lt;br /&gt;I see you’ve included a lesson on plotting. Is this based on your “Plot Shots” teaching, which you’ve offered at conferences? &lt;br /&gt;Yes! I’m so tickled to finally be able to offer this teaching in a course format. I’ve become known as “that Plot Shots lady.” That’s okay. I can live with that! I’m a firm believer in laying out a great plotline. Why? Because every story needs a beginning, middle and end. Careful plotting will lead the reader on a satisfactory, realistic journey through each of those stages, creatively weaving in and out, up and down.  The "Plot Shots" method gives writers the tools they need to plot their novel in twelve easy snapshots. It’s a fun and easy approach to plotting that won’t confuse or complicate the story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Characterization is such an important component of fiction writing. Can you tell us more about your characterization lesson?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Years ago I developed a teaching that I call “Pandora’s Box.” It’s a layered approach to characterization, which uses the illustration of multiple boxes, one inside the other. In this lesson, I lay out the need for great characterization, then present the Pandora’s Box method. After presenting the method, I take the student through the process four times, using four fictional characters as a foundation. (Each character has a different personality, so the student learns how to apply the technique to the various personalities.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many writers struggle with P.O.V. (point of view). Is that why you included a lesson on that very tough subject?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point of View (P.O.V.) is a critical fiction component. Employing to your best advantage is tough! Most of the young writers I know struggle in this area. The head-hop. Oh, they don’t mean to. . .but they do! My detailed lesson on Point of View offers students a thorough teaching on the various P.O.V.s (omniscient, third person, second person, first person), and gives specific examples and tips so that writers can become P.O.V. purists. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is passive writing? Why have you included a lesson about it?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Many of the manuscripts I edit are written in passive voice. They’re loaded with passive verbs and include huge sections of “telling.” The author “information dumps,” which stops the flow of the story. Knowing the difference between active voice and passive voice is key to writing a great novel. Conquering the art of "showing" instead of "telling" will give writers an added advantage. This detailed lesson--filled with nuggets of wisdom from published authors--will give writers the tools they need to strengthen their stories and pull them into active voice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ack! Backstory! It’s so tough to add to our novels. Is that why you included a lesson on the subject? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backstory. We all struggle with it, don’t we? In so many ways, it's critical to our story. After all, the reader needs to know where our primary character has come from--what she's been through--why she acts like she does. So, do you add the backstory or not? If so, can you do so without resorting to author intrusion? And where will you place it? At the beginning of the story? Elsewhere? Will it come out in lumps or snippets? This lesson offers students an intense look at backstory and includes tips for interjecting it without stopping the action. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Many writers struggle with finding their “voice.” Can you tell us more about that? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A writer’s “voice” is her/her “stamp.” It’s the author’s “personality on the page.” And many young writers haven’t “found their voice” yet. This lesson delves into the topic, in detail, giving perspective on this very personal issue. The lesson (titled “Themes, Style and Voice”) also covers the various themes found in popular books, as well as style components. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can you tell us some of the top fiction mistakes? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure! After editing hundreds of manuscripts, I can point out some of the “top” fiction mistakes: Lack of a good hook. P.O.V. issues. Passive writing. Weak characterization. Poor plotting (no “belly of the whale” scene). Overuse of adverbs. On and on the list goes. Many writers simply don’t realize they’re making these mistakes until someone points them out. They wonder why the book keeps getting rejected. This lesson offers writers a thorough list, detailing the top twenty mistakes novelists make. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why did you decide to add a lesson on humor writing?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I’ve been writing comedies for years and have learned so much along the way. Humor writing is tough stuff! Some writers are born with an overactive funny bone. Others have to work hard to be funny. (Ironic, isn't it?!) If you're interested in adding a little har-de-har-har-har to your novel, then you've come to the right place. In this light-hearted lesson on humor writing, I share my top ten tips for adding humor to your writing. The bonus feature contains another twenty tummy-tickling techniques, so hang on for the ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Putting together a book proposal is tough! What have you learned over the years?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Book deals are won or lost based on the proposal. If you've got a completed manuscript and you're ready to pitch it to an agent or editor, then this exciting lesson on query letters and book proposals will point you in the right direction, giving you all the confidence you need to submit, submit, submit! Students who use the information provided in this lesson can compose polished query letters and dazzling book proposals, sure to impress both editors and agents, alike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks so much for joining us, Janice. Where can people learn more about your courses? And where else can they find you on the web? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can learn more at www.freelancewritingcourses.com. On that site, they will also find my “Becoming a Successful Freelance Writer” course, which many students have already taken. Folks can learn more about that one by clicking on this video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6-5IZSNaZFU. I offered a free webinar on the subject about six weeks ago, and it can be found here: http://www.freelancewritingcourses.com/?s=webinar. We’ll be adding to the course list every couple of months, so stay tuned for more announcements!&lt;br /&gt;Other places to find me on the web: &lt;br /&gt;My website: www.janiceathompson.com &lt;br /&gt;My blog: http://janiceathompson.com/blog/?cat=1&lt;br /&gt;My facebook page: http://www.facebook.com/jhannathompson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-8757766037358753283?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/8757766037358753283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=8757766037358753283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/8757766037358753283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/8757766037358753283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2010/06/how-to-write-great-fiction.html' title='HOW TO WRITE GREAT FICTION'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-6453003939880661402</id><published>2010-06-11T12:21:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T12:24:10.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OH WICKED JUSTICE!</title><content type='html'>Well, my son met with a sentencing officer. Never heard of one, but supposedly, they're the ones who decide someone's fate and tell the judge their recommendations. To make a long story short, everything my son's lawyer told him in order to get my son to sign a plea...the lawyer had no business telling him. Once my son signed the plea, the lawyer's job was done. Hmmm...do you think it was because the lawyer had a high profile case he wanted to work on? So, if my son's sentencing goes bad on June 23rd, we will sue for misrepresentation. Also, my son said he will rescind his plea and take his chances at trial.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-6453003939880661402?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/6453003939880661402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=6453003939880661402' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/6453003939880661402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/6453003939880661402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-wicked-justice.html' title='OH WICKED JUSTICE!'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-4115872321105784635</id><published>2010-06-04T10:39:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T10:49:18.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE ON A DIME By Cara Lynn James</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/TAk8dxoD-cI/AAAAAAAAATs/1llkEukWiHI/s1600/Top.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/TAk8dxoD-cI/AAAAAAAAATs/1llkEukWiHI/s320/Top.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478976903908161986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lilly Westbrook is following God's will for her life by writing dime romance novels. Her wealthy, high-society family believes she is penning poetry for her own enjoyment. To discover the truth about what Lilly does for hours in her room would destroy their acceptance into the society of Newport, Rhode Island. But Lilly has a good handle on things, until her publishing company is bought by Jackson Grail, the man who ditched her and their love years before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, a tabloid reporter is determined to blackmail her into revealing her true identity to her readers. How can Lilly keep her heart, and her secret, safe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE ON A DIME is a delightful read with a fesity heroince determined to follow God's will at all costs. A subtle message woven throughout the story, leaves the reader feeling good and eagerly awaiting Cara Lynn James's next novel in the Ladies of Summerhill series.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-4115872321105784635?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/4115872321105784635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=4115872321105784635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/4115872321105784635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/4115872321105784635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-on-dime-by-cara-lynn-james.html' title='LOVE ON A DIME By Cara Lynn James'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/TAk8dxoD-cI/AAAAAAAAATs/1llkEukWiHI/s72-c/Top.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-1455335103951822249</id><published>2010-05-12T13:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T13:57:05.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A NEW ATTITUDE</title><content type='html'>I can't handle my life the way it is right now, so something has to give. What? Me. I've decided to forceably (and I mean with great force!) change my attitude. I can't change the world, so I'll do the best I can. Who's with me? Do I hear a big amen?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-1455335103951822249?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/1455335103951822249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=1455335103951822249' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/1455335103951822249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/1455335103951822249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-attitude.html' title='A NEW ATTITUDE'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-3058148075430526726</id><published>2010-05-04T13:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T13:39:28.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HE SIGNED</title><content type='html'>My son signed the plea bargain. He had no other choice. I want to cry.&lt;br /&gt;Vengeance is Mine Says the Lord! These little girls will someday get their's. I'm trying not to rejoice in that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-3058148075430526726?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/3058148075430526726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=3058148075430526726' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/3058148075430526726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/3058148075430526726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2010/05/he-signed.html' title='HE SIGNED'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-7670718274778196452</id><published>2010-05-03T17:41:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T17:43:18.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WELL...</title><content type='html'>Found out from my son's lawyer that in the state of Arizona, there's no such thing as consentual sex if one of the parties (or both, I guess) are under the age of fifteen. The girl was under fifteen. So, I guess the plea is the best way to go at this point. Still sucks, but you can't fight the law. That's why the lawyer doesn't want it to go to trial. If the jury knows about the law, then our son would be convicted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-7670718274778196452?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/7670718274778196452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=7670718274778196452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/7670718274778196452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/7670718274778196452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2010/05/well.html' title='WELL...'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-2728338519777658715</id><published>2010-05-01T07:50:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T08:08:35.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JUSTICE STRIKES AGAIN!</title><content type='html'>Oh, the ongoing saga of justice. My son's lawyer called yesterday, all excited. Well, of course he would be...it isn't his son. Seems the prosecution wants to strike a plea bargain. The terms:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No further jail time or up to two years jail time. (It will be up to the judge)&lt;br /&gt;TEN years probation, and he will have to register as a sex offender, plus attend a monthly probation meeting, and sexual therapy classes. What the hell? Oh, yes, people will jump at the change to give him a job knowing right off the bat he'll be missing a couple days of work every month. Sign me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lawyer can't understand why my husband and I aren't excited about this. I told the lawyer it seems like the prosecution has realized they don't have the case they thought they did. One of the charges has been dropped to Attempted Sexual Assault and the other to Sexual Misconduct with a minor. Well, what do they think my 17-year-old is, a lecherous old man? Aren't minors under the age of eighteen? He was barely sixteen when these charges supposedly took place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, the so-called witness they had has been discounted. My husband asked whether the whole thing could be dropped if the girls came forward. Guess what? Not in the state of Arizona! Once a person is incarcerated, the state will play it out, even if the alleged victims change their mind. If the girls didn't want to go to trial, they'd be subpoened. Oh, yeah, justica at its finest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband blew and told the lawyer he's throwing our son under the bus because a high-Profile case (on the news, but I'm not at liberty to say) is taking all his time. The lawyer says the plea is our son's best bet, because if it goes to trial, and we lose, he would get seventeen years. Well, what if we won? Seems everytime we turn around the charges are lessened. Why not pursue it and take our chances?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lawyer asked what I thought? I said there was no way I would take the plea. I'd be lying by saying I did it, and why should I suffer for someone else's lie? I told him I've asked numerous adults and young people and not one person believes our son capable of this. If one person said he was, I wouldn't be so adamant about fighting it. Especially knowing the charges were lessened for a second time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if you were a 17-year-old presented with two years or seventeen, what would you do? We have no opportunity to speak with our son to tell him how we feel. The entire decision rests on a kid that just wants to come home. I no longer have any faith in the lawyer. If our son decides to take it to trial, will the lawyer put his all into it, or do things half-ass to prove a point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I have the wrong attitude about the whole thing, but this is how I feel. What does the future hold for my son? Where can he get a job if he's a registered sex offender? Why should he be punished for having sex because a little girl thought she might get in trouble? If she was so afraid of him, why'd she come back a second and a third time? Yep, makes sense to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's the slightest chance that if he's a good boy and follows his probationary terms, he MIGHT be expunged by the age of twenty-two. Whatever. The way things have been going so far, yep, that'll happen. So, we get to be the joyful, proud parents of a bouncing baby adult for who knows how long because all his rights were tossed away. There goes his desire to join the military.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex with that young girl was sure expensive! And the one he tried to kiss, well, obviously she thought it worth holding onto for a year before saying anything. Oh, the bond between friendship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First girl: "Hey, what do you want to do tonight?"&lt;br /&gt;Second: "Oh, I don't know. Hey, let's screw up somebody's life! That'll be fine."&lt;br /&gt;First: "What do you want to say?"&lt;br /&gt;Second: "Well, I'll spread it around town that we had sex at the park, have our other friend say she witnessed him hurting me, and you say how he tried to get with you three times."&lt;br /&gt;First: "Okay, but you have to say three times too, or it won't work."&lt;br /&gt;Second: "Deal!"&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and kisses all around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-2728338519777658715?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/2728338519777658715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=2728338519777658715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/2728338519777658715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/2728338519777658715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2010/05/justice-strikes-again.html' title='JUSTICE STRIKES AGAIN!'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-8394282189139229712</id><published>2010-04-26T11:47:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T12:37:12.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Innocent Until Proven Guilty? I don't think so!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/S9XkOK653PI/AAAAAAAAATk/MOoFOBKSR8A/s1600/justice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 139px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/S9XkOK653PI/AAAAAAAAATk/MOoFOBKSR8A/s200/justice.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464524654984682738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On February 26, 2010, my son was arrested for sexual assault. Two girls claim he acted inappropriately with them on three different occasions per girl. Innocent until proven guilty? I don't think so. My son admitted to having sex with one of them and now telling the truth will be held against him. Why should he lie to the police officer? To keep his words from being twisted, that's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son's lawyer (per Arizona law) is not allowed to speak to the girls about their testimony. It could be construed as badgering the victims. We can't even talk to our son about anything because every conversation is recorded and WILL be used against him. Golly Gee! How are we supposed to find our own witnesses, then? The only hope we have is that the prospective jury will believe the interaction was consentual on both sides. In the meantime, my son sits in jail, while these girls roam free, telling all their friends. Huh. I always thought victims of these type of crimes were too scared to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't I believe their story? If I was on a jury, knowing the facts, although few that I do know, there isn't a chance in hell I'd convict anyone. Below are the facts as we know them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Alleged Victim #1 started telling people that my son "raped" her over a year ago. Coincidentally when he started dating his current girlfriend. I don't believe in coincidences. She has recently come forward to say they never did have sex. Does she need to look up the definition of rape in the dictionary? I think so. So, what were the other two counts? A pat on the butt? An attempt at a stolen kiss? I have over five text messages forwarded from my son's girlfriend that #1 sent to her, bragging about her charges. Are these texts admissable in court? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Alleged Victim #2 had sex with my son at a park. Nice girl, right? Of course, my son is also stupid, but that's another blog. Then she proceeded to walk him home afterward. Actions of a victim? Maybe on her planet. She also has a witness that said when #2 came out from behind the bushes, she had a look in her eyes that said something bad happened. Alrighty, then! All the parks around here are greenbelts. Patches of grass completely surrounded by houses. Do you want to tell me that she was being assaulted and didn't cry for help when several houses sat a stone throw's away? Maybe she's a mute. I'll have to check on that. Oh, and maybe the "witness" is mute too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another point that, if I were on a jury, would tell me these little girls could right a New York Times bestselling story of fiction, is that supposedly, my son assaulted them three times each. Really? So, after the first time you allowed herself to be put in the same position, not once more, but twice more? Give me a break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to tell you, and I'll need to repent afterwards, but I have no hope left. I've tried to rely on God to get my son out of his stupidity. To ease our pain. My son may be a horny toad, but he doesn't deserve to have his life ruined for doing what half of our teenagers are doing. Just because one girl was jilted and another...what? Thought Mom and Dad would find out she's a loosy goosy and she'd get in trouble?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. I don't believe in coincidences. Based on the above information, there's no way I would convict anyone. Yet, my son's lawyer said that over 90% of sexual assault charges result in conviction. Wow! Did you know that I could go out, have sex, change my mind, and claim rape? Yep! Got that tidbit of information from the mouth of a cop. Well, aren't I glad I live here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I get in trouble for writing this blog? I don't know. It's supposed to be a free country. Free speech and all that. No names were mentioned to protect the guilty. Names of the innocent are plastered all over the internet, should anyone be inclined to search for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, they're holding him without bail, which was a joke to begin with because it was set at $75,000. Now, they are trying to plea bargain, but haven't come up with the terms yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-8394282189139229712?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/8394282189139229712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=8394282189139229712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/8394282189139229712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/8394282189139229712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2010/04/innocent-until-proven-guilty-i-dont.html' title='Innocent Until Proven Guilty? I don&apos;t think so!'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/S9XkOK653PI/AAAAAAAAATk/MOoFOBKSR8A/s72-c/justice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-3301566056744294468</id><published>2010-04-06T09:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T09:12:42.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SENECA SURRENDER - Gen Bailey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/S7tdb0-t1wI/AAAAAAAAATc/LWv82TjEl20/s1600/Seneca+Surrender+~2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 196px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/S7tdb0-t1wI/AAAAAAAAATc/LWv82TjEl20/s320/Seneca+Surrender+~2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457058106149033730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOCAL AUTHOR Karen Kay, aka, Gen Bailey, the leading voice in American&lt;br /&gt;Indian Historical Romance, is going on tour with her latest release, SENECA&lt;br /&gt;SURRENDER, A Berkley Sensation Historical romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that thousands upon thousands of women are reading Romance?&lt;br /&gt;With a dwindling economy and many families losing jobs and homes, many&lt;br /&gt;Americans are craving an escape from their every day problems. What are&lt;br /&gt;women turning to? Romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multi-published author, Karen Kay (aka Gen Bailey) will be touring&lt;br /&gt;bookstores within the greater Los Angeles/San Diego area, and its many&lt;br /&gt;communities, promoting her new book, SENECA SURRENDER, and signing copies&lt;br /&gt;of the book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Ms. Bailey's schedule:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book Signing: March 27th, Saturday, 11AM – Karen/Gen will be signing books&lt;br /&gt;at the Relay for life in Hemet at the West Valley High School. This is a&lt;br /&gt;twenty-four hour relay event that benefits the Cancer Society. Contact&lt;br /&gt;info:heather4relay@yahoo.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book Store visit: April 7th, Wednesday, 11AM :Romance Reader's group at&lt;br /&gt;Barnes &amp; Noble, Torrance, CA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Online: April 8th, Thursday, all day long. I'll be guest blogging at Fallen&lt;br /&gt;Angel Reviews at www.fallenangelreviews.com/blog/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book Signing: April 9th, Friday 12:00 PM – Barnes &amp; Noble Books, 1800&lt;br /&gt;Rosecrans Ave., Unit B, Manhattan Beach, CA 90266.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book Signing: April 10th, Saturday, 12 PM – Romance Writers of America&lt;br /&gt;conference in Brea. Brea Community Ctr., 695 E. Madison Way, Brea, CA 92822&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Online: April 13th, Tuesday, Chat time at Coffee Time romance – Starts at&lt;br /&gt;9PM EST or 6PM Pacific: www.coffeetimeromance.com/ctr_chat.htm2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lecture: Book Signing: April 14th, Wednesday, 6PM – Silver Lake library –&lt;br /&gt;This lecture will be on How to Write a Romance. 2411 Glendale Blvd., @&lt;br /&gt;Silver Lake, LA, CA 90039. Contact info: (323)913-7453&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book Signing: April 16th, Friday, 11AM-2PM – Cameron Books, 3077 W. Florida&lt;br /&gt;Ave, Hemet, CA 92544. Contact info: (909) 925-6477&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book Signing: April 17th, Saturday, 1PM – Russo's Books in Bakersfield.&lt;br /&gt;9000 Ming Avenue, Suite #4, Bakersfield, CA 93311 – Contact info: (661)&lt;br /&gt;665-4686&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book Signing: April 18th, Sunday -- 12PM, LA chapter of Romance Writers of&lt;br /&gt;America in Encino at the Barnes &amp; Noble, 16461 Ventura Blvd., Encino, CA&lt;br /&gt;91436&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Online: April 21st, Wednesday -- Chat time at the Cata Romance Blog. This&lt;br /&gt;event will be featured off and on all day long. Come visit at&lt;br /&gt;www.cataromance.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Online: April 23rd, Friday, Blogging at Petticoats &amp; Pistols blog.&lt;br /&gt;www.petticoatsandpistols.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book Signing: April 23rd, Friday, 1:30 PM -- Sunshine Books in Cypress.&lt;br /&gt;4931 Lincoln Ave., Cypress, CA 90630 Contact info: (714) 761-1552&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book Signing: April 24th, Saturday, 11:30 – Borders Books 555 S. Plaza&lt;br /&gt;Lane, Montclair, CA 91763&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Online: April 27th – Chat and blogging time with The Romance Studio. Come&lt;br /&gt;and join the fun of chatting online. www.theromancestudio.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Online: April 29th – Coffee Time Romance Blog – all day long – please come&lt;br /&gt;on over and chat – here's the link:&lt;br /&gt;www.coffeetimeromance.com/CoffeeThoughts/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Online: April 30th – One more time to catch the chat with the blogging time&lt;br /&gt;with The Romance Studio. Come and join the fun of chatting online.&lt;br /&gt;www.theromancestudio.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book Signing: May 1st, Saturday – 1PM, Borders Books, 3030 Plaza Bonita&lt;br /&gt;Rd., National City, CA 91950&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Online: Come join me at RidingWithTheTopDown blog.&lt;br /&gt;www.ridingwiththetopdown.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book Signing: May 4th, Tuesday – 6PM – The Book Rack, 78-329 Highway 11, La&lt;br /&gt;Quinta, CA 92253 Contact info: (760) 771-3449.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book Signing: May 8th, Saturday – 1PM – Borders Books in Lakewood, 15&lt;br /&gt;Lakewood Ctr. Mall, Lakewood, CA 90712.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book Signing: May 14th, Friday –6PM-8PM – Katy Books, 2950 Fray Road,&lt;br /&gt;Houston, TX 77084. Contact info: (281) 578-7770. There is a huge sale at&lt;br /&gt;this store on this date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Online: May 18th, Tuesday – Live Chat – come and visit online at 9PM EST or&lt;br /&gt;6PM Pacific www.coffeetimeromance.com/ctr_chat.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book Signing: June 12th, Saturday, 12:30PM - 3:30PM – Gracie's Book Nook,&lt;br /&gt;1722 - C Sweetwater Road, National City, CA 91950. Contact info: (619)&lt;br /&gt;474-4464.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lecture/Book Signing: August 27th, Friday – 11AM - 1PM -- Seminar/Lecture&lt;br /&gt;at Las Vegas Romance Writers. The Nevada Energy Building, Wengert&lt;br /&gt;Conference Room, 6226 W. Sahara, Las Vegas, NV. Contact info:&lt;br /&gt;catusroselv@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all so far.  I would like to add that I am always thrilled to&lt;br /&gt;meet readers.  So please don't be shy.  Come on out and let's meet in&lt;br /&gt;person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-3301566056744294468?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/3301566056744294468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=3301566056744294468' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/3301566056744294468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/3301566056744294468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2010/04/seneca-surrender-gen-bailey.html' title='SENECA SURRENDER - Gen Bailey'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/S7tdb0-t1wI/AAAAAAAAATc/LWv82TjEl20/s72-c/Seneca+Surrender+~2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-3296506992358308829</id><published>2010-02-25T08:57:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T08:57:56.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO?</title><content type='html'>Anybody out there? How do I get people to visit my blog? What do I write about to entice them? Hello? Hello?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-3296506992358308829?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/3296506992358308829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=3296506992358308829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/3296506992358308829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/3296506992358308829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2010/02/hello.html' title='HELLO?'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-6062820741911963665</id><published>2010-02-22T16:24:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T16:34:27.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>INTERVIEW WITH ROBIN CAROLL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/S4MTjVpiVOI/AAAAAAAAATU/7So2LIAv2oI/s1600-h/robin+author+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/S4MTjVpiVOI/AAAAAAAAATU/7So2LIAv2oI/s320/robin+author+pic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441214272621401314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Born and raised in Louisiana, Robin Caroll is a Southern through and through. Her passion has always been to tell stories to entertain others. Robin's books have placed/finaled in such contests as Bestseller's Best, Book of the Year, and Reviewer's Choice Award. When she isn't writing, Robin spends time with her husband of twenty years, her three beautiful daughters, and their four character-filled pets at home--in the South, where else? An avid reader herself, Robin loves hearing from and chatting with other readers. Although her favorite genre to read is mystery/suspsnse, of course, she'll read just about any good story. Except historicals! To learn more about this auther of deep South mysteries of suspense to inspire your heart, visit Robin's website at www.robincaroll.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tell us about your latest release?&lt;/strong&gt; Deliver Us From Evil is about a beautiful yet tough woman working in a beautiful yet tough setting, Brannon Callahan is a search and rescue helicopter pilot for the Great Smoky Mountains National Park. Strong faith and a decorated history of service have kept her one step ahead of on-the-job dangers, but there’s no precedent for what’s about to happen. After a blizzard takes down a small plane carrying U.S. Marshal Roark Holland (already haunted by a recent tragedy), Brannon must save him in more ways than one and safeguard the donor heart he’s transporting to a government witness on the edge of death. Otherwise the largest child trafficking ring in history—with shocking links from Thailand to Tennessee—will slip further away into darkness along the Appalachian Trail. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where did you get the inspiration?&lt;/strong&gt; I watched a television special on child trafficking with my husband. As a mother of three daughters, I couldn’t stop the ache in my heart long after the show was over. I couldn’t get the image of these poor girls’ faces out of my mind. The horrors these children endure in their own poverty-stricken country is horrible enough, but to be brought to America and be further exploited and abused is appalling. When my outrage settled deep inside me, I knew I had to write a story about this most serious issue. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How did you begin writing?&lt;/strong&gt; I've always been writing in one form or another. LOL I began writing toward publication years ago, but didn't get serious until I joined ACFW. That's when I learned HOW to write.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why Romantic Suspense?&lt;/strong&gt; That's the genre I enjoy reading the most, so that's where my passion for story lies.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tell us about your "big" break?&lt;/strong&gt; I'm still waiting on it. LOL &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's your writing journey been like?&lt;/strong&gt; The stock market...lots of ups and down, but the ups sure make up for the downs.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What kind of a writing schedule do you keep?&lt;/strong&gt; NORMALLY, I try to write from 8-2, Mon-Friday, around my children's schedules. Sometimes, that's not possible. But that's what I try to shoot for. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's next on your writing agenda?&lt;/strong&gt; I just finished the third book in the "evil" trilogy, but will be working on revisions. I'm playing around with another series idea, so I'll keep you posted! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/S4MS8gqq0AI/AAAAAAAAATM/HvxmrdMx2D4/s1600-h/DeliverUsFromEvil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/S4MS8gqq0AI/AAAAAAAAATM/HvxmrdMx2D4/s320/DeliverUsFromEvil.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441213605564043266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-6062820741911963665?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/6062820741911963665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=6062820741911963665' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/6062820741911963665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/6062820741911963665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2010/02/interview-with-robin-caroll.html' title='INTERVIEW WITH ROBIN CAROLL'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/S4MTjVpiVOI/AAAAAAAAATU/7So2LIAv2oI/s72-c/robin+author+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-6982779142132530360</id><published>2010-02-16T14:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T14:49:48.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OH Pooh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/S3sS9DKEEJI/AAAAAAAAATE/1yMfs92F1F4/s1600-h/sad+face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 97px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/S3sS9DKEEJI/AAAAAAAAATE/1yMfs92F1F4/s320/sad+face.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438961815008841874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, another story got shot down. The publisher is just too filled up with authors who've published more than I have. Now, I ask you...how am I supposed to reach that spot if those who already have keep taking all the spots? So why would new or fairly new authors even bother if publishers are actually seeking out the multi-published authors? I guess my two, soon to be three, books don't count as multi-published enough. Oh, woe is me! That's my mood right now. I'm going to wallow in it for a while, okay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-6982779142132530360?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/6982779142132530360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=6982779142132530360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/6982779142132530360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/6982779142132530360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-pooh.html' title='OH Pooh!'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/S3sS9DKEEJI/AAAAAAAAATE/1yMfs92F1F4/s72-c/sad+face.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-2790604307823573698</id><published>2010-01-18T12:28:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T12:33:28.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE SHERIFF'S SURRENDER By Susan Page Davis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/S1S2ctjpe-I/AAAAAAAAAS8/mI4T7riI_KU/s1600-h/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/S1S2ctjpe-I/AAAAAAAAAS8/mI4T7riI_KU/s320/image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428164055269997538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gert Dooley is the best shot in town. And everyone knows it. When folks start dying, Gert forms a club to teach the ladies of Fergus to shoot well enough to defend themselves if the need should arrive. The women wind up learning alot more than how to load and pull the trigger. Prejudices are set aside. Compassion for one another rises, and despite the animosity from some of the men in town, their shooting club thrives and grows. In the midst of it all, Gert loves the new sheriff, Ethan Chapman, and volunteers her club as amateur deputies. Ethan jumps at the chance, and the town of Fergus will never be the same. Nor will his life as he realizes the gift right under his nose. The lovely Gert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a fun read! Before the last page is turned, readers will be a fan of Susan Page Davis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-2790604307823573698?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/2790604307823573698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=2790604307823573698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/2790604307823573698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/2790604307823573698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2010/01/sheriffs-surrender-by-susan-page-davis.html' title='THE SHERIFF&apos;S SURRENDER By Susan Page Davis'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/S1S2ctjpe-I/AAAAAAAAAS8/mI4T7riI_KU/s72-c/image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-5586018898507558571</id><published>2010-01-03T07:23:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T07:27:55.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOING DOWN!</title><content type='html'>Okay, I still don't know what direction to take this blog, or how to stop it from posting to my facebook, but ... I made only one New Year's resolution, okay, maybe a few, but the main one is to lose sixty pounds. I started on January 1st and stepped on the scale this morning two pounds lighter. And that's after going out to dinner last night where I ate shrimp, salmon, and crab legs. Yippee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, though not less important goal, is to finish writing another novel, and get it published. I have several finished ones that need revamping, and will continue writing until I see my name on the cover of another book. Then, when I'm famous, LOL! I'll have other manuscripts to fall back on when life keeps me busy. Thank you, God, for this desire to write.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-5586018898507558571?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/5586018898507558571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=5586018898507558571' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/5586018898507558571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/5586018898507558571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2010/01/going-down.html' title='GOING DOWN!'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-4992891064581283590</id><published>2009-12-31T10:34:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T11:22:01.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>I'm trying to determine what direction to take this blog in 2010, but for today, I'm going to reflect on 2009. Alot happened. And don't get me started on the last decade. We'd be here all day. So,...&lt;br /&gt;*My second book came out. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;*We went to Arkansas and threw my parents a surprise 50th Wedding Anniversary party. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;*My husband and I are still working. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;*Someone shot five rounds of a nine-millimeter into our house. Boo!&lt;br /&gt;*My sister-in-law moved in with us. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;*My agent sent out five book proposals. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;*Only one rejection so far. Boo! (Yay that it was only one)&lt;br /&gt;*I had a viral infection in my joints where I couldn't move without pain for two weeks. Boo!&lt;br /&gt;*Only one family member got the swine flu. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seemed like a difficult year, but when I look at the list of major points, it wasn't too bad. Here's to a lot more Yays! in 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any thoughts on a theme or subject matter for my blog, leave a comment. I'm open to suggestions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-4992891064581283590?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/4992891064581283590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=4992891064581283590' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/4992891064581283590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/4992891064581283590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-8959638006526094513</id><published>2009-12-12T13:28:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T13:32:28.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BRRRR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SyP9tkaPoZI/AAAAAAAAAS0/RVWnDXWXg9w/s1600-h/shopping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 87px; height: 94px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SyP9tkaPoZI/AAAAAAAAAS0/RVWnDXWXg9w/s320/shopping.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414450136339161490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's up with this weather? Last I was told, I live in the desert. It's been cloudy and cold for most of a month. Not that I'm complaining, mind you, the summers last way too long. But, I don't have many winter clothes! Do I need to go shopping? Because if I do, the sun will come back in all its ferocity. That's the way things work for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-8959638006526094513?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/8959638006526094513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=8959638006526094513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/8959638006526094513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/8959638006526094513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2009/12/brrrr.html' title='BRRRR'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SyP9tkaPoZI/AAAAAAAAAS0/RVWnDXWXg9w/s72-c/shopping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-6914182181048138710</id><published>2009-12-07T10:44:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T10:48:29.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WINTER IS HERE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/Sx0_3mDYMOI/AAAAAAAAASk/MZVZjKjl5D4/s1600-h/snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 125px; height: 94px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/Sx0_3mDYMOI/AAAAAAAAASk/MZVZjKjl5D4/s200/snow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412552551509274850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, it's here. Not often you hear about blizzards in Arizona, but the Flagstaff area is whirling with snow. Down here in the desert, we're cold and rainy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since I've written on my blog. It's missed me. I promise to be around more. Just haven't decided the path I'd like to take. For sure, I'll be doing book reviews. An interview or two, and pass on writing tidbits as I learn them. Plus, I'll keep everyone posted on my writing. Right now, nothing. I've several proposals out. A couple historicals and one romantic suspense. God willing, I'll get a contract out of at least one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas. God loves you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-6914182181048138710?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/6914182181048138710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=6914182181048138710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/6914182181048138710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/6914182181048138710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2009/12/winter-is-here.html' title='WINTER IS HERE!'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/Sx0_3mDYMOI/AAAAAAAAASk/MZVZjKjl5D4/s72-c/snow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-5182091554247757740</id><published>2009-06-30T09:54:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T10:01:21.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SO NOT HAPPENING By Jenny B. Jones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SkpE0pUXrZI/AAAAAAAAARw/4v5_DIhTSrM/s1600-h/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SkpE0pUXrZI/AAAAAAAAARw/4v5_DIhTSrM/s320/image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353166778318433682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Bella Kirkwood is transplanted from Manhattan to Truman, Oklahoma, life as she knew it has ended. Not only does she have to deal with side-stepping cow piles and doing without high-price stores, she has an evil step-brother who resents her as much as she does him. And what's up with the handsome editor of the school newspaper? The one who can't seem to stand the sight of Bella? Yet, she stumbles across a diabolical plot to make the high school football team win at all costs. She's determined to do so, or die trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO NOT HAPPENING is one of the most enjoyable YA novels I've read in a long time. Jenny B. Jones has captured the attitude and sass of a high school socialite. Settle into your favorite chair, grab a cold drink, and laugh along with Bella's antics as she learns that home truly is where the heart is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-5182091554247757740?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/5182091554247757740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=5182091554247757740' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/5182091554247757740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/5182091554247757740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-not-happening-by-jenny-b-jones.html' title='SO NOT HAPPENING By Jenny B. Jones'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SkpE0pUXrZI/AAAAAAAAARw/4v5_DIhTSrM/s72-c/image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-5471354538171757978</id><published>2009-06-11T12:37:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T12:39:24.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arkansas June 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SjFdZ15YxUI/AAAAAAAAARg/wFmBcVS-Xk0/s1600-h/image-30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SjFdZ15YxUI/AAAAAAAAARg/wFmBcVS-Xk0/s320/image-30.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346156931211380034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our trip back home was wonderful. I'm praying daily that it is in God's will for us to retire back there in six years. Here's a picture of the whole crowd on top of Mount Nebo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-5471354538171757978?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/5471354538171757978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=5471354538171757978' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/5471354538171757978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/5471354538171757978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2009/06/arkansas-june-2009.html' title='Arkansas June 2009'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SjFdZ15YxUI/AAAAAAAAARg/wFmBcVS-Xk0/s72-c/image-30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-5505601522546608420</id><published>2009-06-08T15:19:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T15:22:51.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>50th Wedding Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/Si2PK4cF0aI/AAAAAAAAARY/PX9yJAtveQg/s1600-h/DSC04036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/Si2PK4cF0aI/AAAAAAAAARY/PX9yJAtveQg/s320/DSC04036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345085749870317986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just returned from a wonderful visit to Atkins, Arkansas where my parents celebrated their 50th Wedding Anniversary. My youngest sister and I had been planning the celebration since February 2009. My parents were thrilled and touched. Here is a picture of them reenacting a pose from their original wedding photos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-5505601522546608420?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/5505601522546608420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=5505601522546608420' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/5505601522546608420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/5505601522546608420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2009/06/50th-wedding-anniversary.html' title='50th Wedding Anniversary'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/Si2PK4cF0aI/AAAAAAAAARY/PX9yJAtveQg/s72-c/DSC04036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-6969139243884813831</id><published>2009-05-10T08:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T08:23:20.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SgbxVj6VVDI/AAAAAAAAAQw/tCzEud7Km4I/s1600-h/image-153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SgbxVj6VVDI/AAAAAAAAAQw/tCzEud7Km4I/s320/image-153.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334216161386386482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prov. 1:8-9 Listen, my son, to your father's instruction &lt;br /&gt;       and do not forsake your mother's teaching. They will be a garland to grace your head &lt;br /&gt;       and a chain to adorn your neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of my mother, me, my daughter, and my grandaughter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-6969139243884813831?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/6969139243884813831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=6969139243884813831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/6969139243884813831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/6969139243884813831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day_10.html' title='HAPPY MOTHER&apos;S DAY'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SgbxVj6VVDI/AAAAAAAAAQw/tCzEud7Km4I/s72-c/image-153.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-7689178641882195173</id><published>2009-05-09T09:48:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T09:52:30.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MOTHER'S DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SgW0i1_Xv5I/AAAAAAAAAQo/ZUUHK_KAHso/s1600-h/DSC01351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SgW0i1_Xv5I/AAAAAAAAAQo/ZUUHK_KAHso/s320/DSC01351.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333867844391649170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 29:15 The rod of correction imparts wisdom, &lt;br /&gt;       but a child left to himself disgraces his mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one ought to be framed on every teenager's wall! Here is a picture of my wonderful mother. I was one of the priviledged. Disciplined when I needed it, loved all the time! My parents are celebrating their 50th wedding anniversary this August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-7689178641882195173?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/7689178641882195173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=7689178641882195173' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/7689178641882195173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/7689178641882195173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day.html' title='MOTHER&apos;S DAY'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SgW0i1_Xv5I/AAAAAAAAAQo/ZUUHK_KAHso/s72-c/DSC01351.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-6936259548450811500</id><published>2009-05-08T08:42:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T08:49:04.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SgRUZ64xgBI/AAAAAAAAAQg/yeSKzTeRfTQ/s1600-h/j0441192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SgRUZ64xgBI/AAAAAAAAAQg/yeSKzTeRfTQ/s320/j0441192.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333480662994354194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 31: 28-29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her children arise and call her blessed; &lt;br /&gt;       her husband also, and he praises her: &lt;br /&gt;"Many women do noble things, &lt;br /&gt;       but you surpass them all."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-6936259548450811500?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/6936259548450811500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=6936259548450811500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/6936259548450811500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/6936259548450811500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='HAPPY MOTHER&apos;S DAY'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SgRUZ64xgBI/AAAAAAAAAQg/yeSKzTeRfTQ/s72-c/j0441192.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-6588715262145872192</id><published>2009-05-04T13:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T13:26:16.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU NEVER KNOW</title><content type='html'>Sometimes you don't know what your life accomplishments are while you're alive, but they can have lasting effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STORY NUMBER ONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years ago, Al Capone virtually owned Chicago .  Capone wasn't famous for anything heroic.  He was notorious for enmeshing the windy city in everything from bootlegged booze and prostitution to murder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capone had a lawyer nicknamed "Easy Eddie."  He was Capone's lawyer for a good reason.  Eddie was very good!  In fact, Eddie's skill at legal maneuvering kept Big Al out of jail for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To show his appreciation, Capone paid him very well..  Not only was the money big, but Eddie got special dividends, as well.  For instance, he and his family occupied a fenced-in mansion with live-in help and all of the conveniences of the day.  The estate was so large that it filled an entire Chicago City block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddie lived the high life of the Chicago mob and gave little consideration to the atrocity that went on around him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddie did have one soft spot, however.  He had a son that he loved dearly.  Eddie saw to it that his young son had clothes, cars, and a good education.  Nothing was withheld.  Price was no object.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, despite his involvement with organized crime, Eddie even tried to teach him right from wrong.  Eddie wanted his son to be a better man than he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, with all his wealth and influence, there were two things he couldn't give his son; he couldn't pass on a good name or a good example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, Easy Eddie reached a difficult decision.  Easy Eddie wanted to rectify wrongs he had done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He decided he would go to the authorities and tell the truth about Al "Scarface" Capone, clean up his tarnished name, and offer his son some resemblance of integrity.  To do this, he would have to testify against The Mob, and he knew that the cost would be great.  So, he testified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within the year, Easy Eddie's life ended in a blaze of gunfire on a lonely Chicago Street .  But in his eyes, he had given his son the greatest gift he had to offer, at the greatest price he could ever pay..  Police removed from his pockets a rosary, a crucifix, a religious medallion, and a poem clipped from a magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The poem read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The clock of life is wound but once, and no man has the power to tell just when the hands will stop, at late or early hour.  Now is the only time you own.  Live, love, toil with a will.  Place no faith in time.  For the clock may soon be still." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STORY NUMBER TWO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World War II produced many heroes.  One such man was Lieutenant Commander Butch O'Hare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a fighter pilot assigned to the aircraft carrier Lexington in the South Pacific.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day his entire squadron was sent on a mission.  After he was airborne, he looked at his fuel gauge and realized that someone had forgotten to top off his fuel tank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He would not have enough fuel to complete his mission and get back to his ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His flight leader told him to return to the carrier.  Reluctantly, he dropped out of formation and headed back to the fleet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he was returning to the mother ship, he saw something that turned his blood cold; a squadron of Japanese aircraft was speeding its way toward the American fleet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The American fighters were gone on a sortie, and the fleet was all but defenseless.  He couldn't reach his squadron and bring them back in time to save the fleet.  Nor could he warn the fleet of the approaching danger.  There was only one thing to do.  He must somehow divert them from the fleet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laying aside all thoughts of personal safety, he dove into the formation of Japanese planes.  Wing-mounted 50 caliber's blazed as he charged in, attacking one surprised enemy plane and then another.  Butch wove in and out of the now broken formation and fired at as many planes as possible until all his ammunition was finally spent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Undaunted, he continued the assault.  He dove at the planes, trying to clip a wing or tail in hopes of damaging as many enemy planes as possible, rendering them unfit to fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the exasperated Japanese squadron took off in another direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deeply relieved, Butch O'Hare and his tattered fighter limped back to the carrier..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon arrival, he reported in and related the event surrounding his return.  The film from the gun-camera mounted on his plane told the tale.  It showed the extent of Butch's daring attempt to protect his fleet.  He had, in fact, destroyed five enemy aircraft.  This took place on February 20, 1942, and for that action Butch became the Navy's first Ace of W.W.II, and the first Naval Aviator to win the Medal of Honor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year later Butch was killed in aerial combat at the age of 29.  His home town would not allow the memory of this WW II hero to fade, and today, O'Hare Airport in Chicago is named in tribute to the courage of this great man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the next time you find yourself at O'Hare International, give some thought to visiting Butch's memorial displaying his statue and his Medal of Honor.  It's located between Terminals 1 and 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO WHAT DO THESE TWO STORIES HAVE TO DO WITH EACH OTHER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butch O'Hare was "Easy Eddie's" son&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-6588715262145872192?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/6588715262145872192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=6588715262145872192' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/6588715262145872192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/6588715262145872192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-never-know.html' title='YOU NEVER KNOW'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-3384631123509802661</id><published>2009-05-01T08:30:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T08:36:24.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SILLY FROG JOKE</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I heard a silly joke last night while out with friends. Hopefully, I can remember it correctly&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A frog goes into the bank. He spots a teller at the far end. her name plate says Patricia Whack. He approaches her window and says, "Hello, my name is Frog Jagger. My father is Mick Jagger. I'm here to take out a $30,000 loan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patricia says, "That's a lot of funny. I'll need some security on the loan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frog pulls out a tiny porcelain elephant and hands it to Patricia. "Here is my security. I know the bank manager, he'll vouch for me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patricia takes the tiny item. "I'll have to check with him." She takes the elephant to the manager. "Sir, there is a frog requesting a $30,000 loan. He says his father is Mick Jagger and he has this for security. What is it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bank manager studies the elephant, then says, "It's a knick-knack, Patty Whack, give the frog a loan for his father is a Rolling Stone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Silly, huh? Hopefully it brings a smile to your face.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-3384631123509802661?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/3384631123509802661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=3384631123509802661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/3384631123509802661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/3384631123509802661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2009/05/silly-frog-joke.html' title='SILLY FROG JOKE'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-5194864104908163083</id><published>2009-04-18T09:19:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T09:21:40.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What to Write?</title><content type='html'>Goodness! It occurred to me this morning as I'm getting to ready to read through my crit partner's remarks, that if I'd made up my mind which story to focus on a few weeks ago, I might have a book finished by the end of May! Now, I've found the story I'm enjoying writing and I'll have to write 2,000 words a day to finish by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I was more bummed about the closing of Barbour's mystery line than I'd thought. For a while, I'd kind of lost the desire; instead floating from story idea to story idea. They'll all get finished eventually, but boy do I have my work cut out for me now! Help me, Jesus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-5194864104908163083?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/5194864104908163083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=5194864104908163083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/5194864104908163083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/5194864104908163083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-to-write.html' title='What to Write?'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-8144187049729765742</id><published>2009-04-11T09:59:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T10:00:10.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KATT'S IN THE CRADLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SeDMlK5PxCI/AAAAAAAAAQI/9DNUen2CX2s/s1600-h/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SeDMlK5PxCI/AAAAAAAAAQI/9DNUen2CX2s/s320/image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323479698503615522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In KATT'S IN THE CRADLE, we revisit the pastor wives and Lulu's cafe. Challenges have been met, and new ones risen. A young new wife enters the mix, pointing out to Mimi, Lisa, Felicia, and Jennifer how naive they used to be, and putting a crimp in the Pastor Wives' Fellowship. Can the four friends draw everyong together beneath the umbrella of their faith? Can they support each other when disaster and surprise threaten to bury them beneath a heavy weight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginger Kolbaba &amp; Christy Scannell deliver again a fun story of marriage, friendship, faith, and holding it all together. Through this story we learn the value of strong friendships with other women, and how we can rely on our friends when our faith is tested.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-8144187049729765742?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/8144187049729765742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=8144187049729765742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/8144187049729765742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/8144187049729765742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2009/04/katts-in-cradle.html' title='KATT&apos;S IN THE CRADLE'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SeDMlK5PxCI/AAAAAAAAAQI/9DNUen2CX2s/s72-c/image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-2200251279600970105</id><published>2009-04-05T13:25:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T13:31:25.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DEADLY CHARM By Claudia Mair Burney</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SdkVF5F9z4I/AAAAAAAAAPo/0tnuzvp_esY/s1600-h/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SdkVF5F9z4I/AAAAAAAAAPo/0tnuzvp_esY/s320/image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321307625684324226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Amanda Bell Brown is back, and neck deep in trouble. Again! When Evangelist, Ezekiel Thunder's baby is found drowned in the bathtub, Amanda is certain is was no accident and turns her attentions on the little boy's mother. Admidst babies, illness, and trying to repair her own marriage, Amanda goes head-to-head with the woman. When everything Amanda holds dear is threatened, she "steps it up" to solve a murder and save her marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claudia Mair Burney has done it again! Amanda Bell Brown is back and sassy as ever. I thoroughly enjoyed the first two books in the Amanda Bell Brown mysteries and wasn't disappointed in the third. Burney has the reader, laughing, crying, and gasping through one page-turning escapade after another. Bravo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-2200251279600970105?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/2200251279600970105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=2200251279600970105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/2200251279600970105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/2200251279600970105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2009/04/deadly-charm-by-claudia-mair-burney.html' title='DEADLY CHARM By Claudia Mair Burney'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SdkVF5F9z4I/AAAAAAAAAPo/0tnuzvp_esY/s72-c/image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-5418241321140305513</id><published>2009-03-22T08:26:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T08:33:02.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOOD BAYOU By Karen Young</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/ScZaKG7JXGI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ujjTMcowPz8/s1600-h/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/ScZaKG7JXGI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ujjTMcowPz8/s200/image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316035539861331042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camille St. James, advocate for the wrongly accused. When she proves the innocence of a death-row inmate, and a brutal death occurs days after his release, Camille loses her job and finds herself back in Blood Bayou being courted by her ex-husband, and chased by a killer. The last thing she wants is to renew a relationship with her ex-husband, Jack, now a minister with a load of secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never read one of Karen Young's books before this one. I'm hooked. &lt;em&gt;Blood Bayou&lt;/em&gt; is a page-turning suspense, with a steamy romance between Camille and Jack who struggle with the changes in each other and themselves. Can Jack convince Camille that he really has changed? Can he show her God's character shining through him? Can Camille trust the man who still holds her heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great book! I recommend it to any romantic suspense fan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-5418241321140305513?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/5418241321140305513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=5418241321140305513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/5418241321140305513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/5418241321140305513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2009/03/blood-bayou-by-karen-young.html' title='BLOOD BAYOU By Karen Young'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/ScZaKG7JXGI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ujjTMcowPz8/s72-c/image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-3650510809228314889</id><published>2009-03-12T09:45:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T09:52:28.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT WAS I THINKING?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/Sbk9Y0nsCKI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Lj-8CcIpjMI/s1600-h/DSC03644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/Sbk9Y0nsCKI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Lj-8CcIpjMI/s200/DSC03644.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312344732111472802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Months ago, my eleven-year-old approached me with a deal. If he kept his room clean for three months, we'd buy him a snake. My husband agreed. I said, "Okay." Never thinking he could actually do it. Well, the picture tells the tale. The little bugger did exactly that! Yuck! Here' my youngest, holding Flash, a ball python. Good grief. I held the snake in the pet store. My insides quivered the whole time, but I figured if the thing was going to be living in my house, I had to get over my fear. He's amazingly docile and very inquisitive. As long as he stays away from my face, I'm okay. The worst part is...once my husband found out the price of pinky mice that we needed in order to feed Flash, he decided to breed his own food. We now have mice in the garage. I absolutely refuse to allow them in the house. Good luck critters when summer comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...how can I use this in a story?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-3650510809228314889?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/3650510809228314889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=3650510809228314889' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/3650510809228314889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/3650510809228314889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-was-i-thinking.html' title='WHAT WAS I THINKING?'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/Sbk9Y0nsCKI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Lj-8CcIpjMI/s72-c/DSC03644.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-8546138874196827967</id><published>2009-02-23T14:31:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T14:33:22.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>QUIT SMOKING? YEAH, RIGHT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SaMWGooItxI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xg1IMrqTkNM/s1600-h/Fudge+Cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SaMWGooItxI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xg1IMrqTkNM/s320/Fudge+Cover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306109089213363986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have, almost. But here's what's going on in my book world. Frustrating! So, if you can't find the book in a store, give me a holler and we'll deal over the internet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so frustrated! I've spent hundreds of dollars and hours of time marketing my books and am now finding out that people can't even get them! For example...I have fans in Arkansas. Don't laugh, I grew up there. Anyway, they want to buy Fudge. Not that I blame them. It's good. Anyway, they insist on shopping at Hastings. Fine. It's a bookstore. Whatever. But...the book isn't in Hastings system. So, after multiple emails to Barbour, I called Hastings. Nope. Not in their system. No problem they said, they'll call corporate and have it put in. Then........ .....Ingram says it's out of stock. Well, no it's not because I haven't even earned back my advance yet. How can I when people can't buy the book! Ugh! Had to vent. Any and all suggestions are welcome. Now Candy will be released in two weeks, and I'm afraid I'll have the same problem. Have I wasted my time mailing out 500 postcards on each book? Because I sure did if the book can't be gotten. Know what I mean?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-8546138874196827967?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/8546138874196827967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=8546138874196827967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/8546138874196827967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/8546138874196827967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2009/02/quit-smoking-yeah-right.html' title='QUIT SMOKING? YEAH, RIGHT!'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SaMWGooItxI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xg1IMrqTkNM/s72-c/Fudge+Cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-474408909407393170</id><published>2009-02-16T08:48:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T08:52:55.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE FINDS YOU IN HUMBLE TEXAS By Anita Higman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SZmL0G4x6cI/AAAAAAAAAOY/nPqkpw793gM/s1600-h/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 203px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SZmL0G4x6cI/AAAAAAAAAOY/nPqkpw793gM/s320/image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303423763523692994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first &lt;em&gt;Love Finds You&lt;/em&gt; book I've read. I throughly enjoyed it. Not only does Anita deliver a beautiful love story, but she takes the reader deep into the emotions of two sisters in love with the same guy and one of them's willingness to "step aside" and let her sister have the desire of her heart. But has the right sister stepped back? Especially when the man seems to have different ideas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-474408909407393170?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/474408909407393170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=474408909407393170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/474408909407393170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/474408909407393170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-finds-you-in-humble-texas-by-anita.html' title='LOVE FINDS YOU IN HUMBLE TEXAS By Anita Higman'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SZmL0G4x6cI/AAAAAAAAAOY/nPqkpw793gM/s72-c/image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-1274267634605966222</id><published>2009-02-06T16:25:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T16:26:31.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CANDY-COATED SECRETS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SYzHG3GPXTI/AAAAAAAAAOI/BtU_2yeywoI/s1600-h/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SYzHG3GPXTI/AAAAAAAAAOI/BtU_2yeywoI/s200/image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299829782191496498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got moved up! The release date is now March 1! Yippee! Run out and buy a copy as soon as possible, okay? &lt;em&gt;Buy Fudge-Laced Felonies &lt;/em&gt;while you're at it! :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-1274267634605966222?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/1274267634605966222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=1274267634605966222' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/1274267634605966222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/1274267634605966222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2009/02/candy-coated-secrets.html' title='CANDY-COATED SECRETS'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SYzHG3GPXTI/AAAAAAAAAOI/BtU_2yeywoI/s72-c/image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-3511954436490377275</id><published>2009-02-01T07:55:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T08:00:47.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AWARD FOR EXCELLENCE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SYW5GYnFQ1I/AAAAAAAAANw/Bl0WYu_MDZk/s1600-h/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 125px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SYW5GYnFQ1I/AAAAAAAAANw/Bl0WYu_MDZk/s200/image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297844056007983954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo Hoo! I got awarded an Award for Excellence. Wasn't expecting this. It's nice to know someone has noticed my efforts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-3511954436490377275?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/3511954436490377275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=3511954436490377275' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/3511954436490377275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/3511954436490377275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2009/02/award-for-excellence.html' title='AWARD FOR EXCELLENCE'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SYW5GYnFQ1I/AAAAAAAAANw/Bl0WYu_MDZk/s72-c/image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-3070024352774093816</id><published>2009-01-27T16:48:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T16:53:41.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BOOK SIGNING AT BARNES AND NOBLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SX-egCvm1GI/AAAAAAAAANo/sdWb1BAkeDI/s1600-h/DSC03575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SX-egCvm1GI/AAAAAAAAANo/sdWb1BAkeDI/s200/DSC03575.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296125960140543074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SX-eTeeJ2YI/AAAAAAAAANg/6m7Uq_cBECs/s1600-h/DSC03579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SX-eTeeJ2YI/AAAAAAAAANg/6m7Uq_cBECs/s200/DSC03579.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296125744245234050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SX-eJqkRerI/AAAAAAAAANY/-65C83-2nS4/s1600-h/DSC03545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SX-eJqkRerI/AAAAAAAAANY/-65C83-2nS4/s200/DSC03545.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296125575693433522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My book signing at Barnes and Noble on January 24, 2009 was a complete success. I SOLD OUT and the event coordinator ordered more copies of &lt;em&gt;Fudge-Laced Felonies &lt;/em&gt;right then. Here are some pictures of the event. One of me by the end cap where the books were displayed. Another of a crowd around my table. And one of me and my dear husband who stayed with me the entire two hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-3070024352774093816?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/3070024352774093816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=3070024352774093816' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/3070024352774093816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/3070024352774093816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2009/01/book-signing-at-barnes-and-noble.html' title='BOOK SIGNING AT BARNES AND NOBLE'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SX-egCvm1GI/AAAAAAAAANo/sdWb1BAkeDI/s72-c/DSC03575.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-4219246393104795765</id><published>2009-01-14T16:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T16:29:42.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FINAL COVER ART FOR CANDY-COATED SECRETS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SW51X39suxI/AAAAAAAAANE/wqFikc636BI/s1600-h/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SW51X39suxI/AAAAAAAAANE/wqFikc636BI/s320/image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291295665227086610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is and ain't it grand?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-4219246393104795765?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/4219246393104795765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=4219246393104795765' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/4219246393104795765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/4219246393104795765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2009/01/final-cover-art-for-candy-coated.html' title='FINAL COVER ART FOR CANDY-COATED SECRETS'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SW51X39suxI/AAAAAAAAANE/wqFikc636BI/s72-c/image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-7697294467010273985</id><published>2009-01-13T17:12:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T17:30:14.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MOURNING BARBOUR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SW0yESHd_LI/AAAAAAAAAM8/iMJzCkkF4qw/s1600-h/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 304px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SW0yESHd_LI/AAAAAAAAAM8/iMJzCkkF4qw/s320/image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290940186394229938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, due to the economic times, i got an email from my editor at Barbour. They are closing their mystery bookclub line. I mourned yesterday. Today, I'm back to the writing and planning stage. My remaining two books, &lt;em&gt;Candy-Coated Secrets &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;Chocolate-Covered Crime &lt;/em&gt;will still be published because they are under contract. After that, I'll have to move in another direction. Sad, but a fact of life in this industry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-7697294467010273985?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/7697294467010273985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=7697294467010273985' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/7697294467010273985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/7697294467010273985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2009/01/mourning-barbour.html' title='MOURNING BARBOUR'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SW0yESHd_LI/AAAAAAAAAM8/iMJzCkkF4qw/s72-c/image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-6983083264430883859</id><published>2009-01-10T15:56:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T15:57:25.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BOOK SIGNING</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SWkn0e5250I/AAAAAAAAAM0/Gj3uS3f7gVo/s1600-h/image-13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SWkn0e5250I/AAAAAAAAAM0/Gj3uS3f7gVo/s320/image-13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289803019925776194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a booksigning at the Surprise, Arizona, Barnes and Noble bookstore on January 24, 2009 from 11:00 - 1:00 p.m. Would love to see as many friends and soon-to-be fans as possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-6983083264430883859?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/6983083264430883859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=6983083264430883859' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/6983083264430883859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/6983083264430883859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2009/01/book-signing.html' title='BOOK SIGNING'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SWkn0e5250I/AAAAAAAAAM0/Gj3uS3f7gVo/s72-c/image-13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-3353764680072512635</id><published>2009-01-09T16:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T16:20:23.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE CRAZY PUBLISHING WORLD</title><content type='html'>I've been making up stories since I was kid. It's been my dream for as long as I can remember to see my name on the cover of a book. When I turned forty, I wrote three books and had them pod published. Now, in most places in the publishing world, this doesn't count as published. That doesn't bother me. The books aren't written that well. I don't regret going the pod route. I learned a few things.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1 - I can finish a book&lt;br /&gt;2 - I have more than one book in me&lt;br /&gt;3 - Writing is what I want to do for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to 2007. I wrote a romantic suspense, too scary and edgy for the CBA. It's shelved for now. It'll come out again someday. A friend heard of Barbour's new Heartsong Mystery line and told me I should try them. I didn't even know what a cozy was! So I looked it up, wrote the book, entered it into a contest, won first place, obtained an agent and got a contract. All within the space of eight months. Talk about a wild ride. Books two and three in the series are due out this year and I've just completed the first book in a new series. Plus, I'm writing a new romantic suspense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the world of publishing is crazy. Sometimes you put your heart and soul into a book that the market is looking for, only to have them no longer looking by the time you're finished writing it. Or, you try your hand at writing a different genre and get absolutely no where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I wouldn't trade the roller-coaster ride for anything! Good luck to all you pre-published. Hang in there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-3353764680072512635?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/3353764680072512635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=3353764680072512635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/3353764680072512635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/3353764680072512635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2009/01/crazy-publishing-world.html' title='THE CRAZY PUBLISHING WORLD'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-8983164263504414160</id><published>2009-01-04T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T08:59:15.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ANOTHER REVIEW OF FUDGE-LACED FELONIES</title><content type='html'>A reader sent me this review. Isn't it wonderful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cynthia Hickey weaves an entertaining mystery around her impulsive heroine, Summer Meadows, who runs a candy shop in her small home town.  Summer becomes intrigued when diamonds appear under her rosebush and other mysterious items are found.  She puts herself, and her aunt and uncle with whom she lives, in harms way as she develops theories and a suspect list for strange occurrences and murders as she blunders into and out of danger.   She struggles with a lack of trust in God and with two love interests.  As the author weaves biblical quotes into Summer's dilemmas, the reader becomes a sideline cheerleader for this Miss Marple wannabe.  The story enlightens as well entertains.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-8983164263504414160?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/8983164263504414160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=8983164263504414160' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/8983164263504414160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/8983164263504414160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-review-of-fudge-laced-felonies.html' title='ANOTHER REVIEW OF &lt;em&gt;FUDGE-LACED FELONIES&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-9031857826649804235</id><published>2009-01-03T14:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T14:28:06.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW BOOK RELEASES</title><content type='html'>Looking for something good to read? Here's a list of January releases by authors belonging to American Christian Fiction Writer's Association. Check out a few!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bayou Betrayal, Book 5 of the Bayou series by Robin Caroll from Steeple Hill Love Inspired Suspense. When a woman arrives in town to meet her relatives, an arsonist doesn't want her to stay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Be Strong and Curvaceous, All About Us #3 by Shelley Adina from Hachette FaithWords. Carly Aragon's faith is tested when she takes on a crush crasher who comes accessorized with a stalker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Before the Season Ends, Lights of London, Book One by Linore Rose Burkard from Harvest House. A Christian young woman must make her way through the treacherous waters of a Regency Season in London; while her worldly, wealthy aunt tries to marry her off for money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Cursebreaker, Book One of The Order of the Scrolls Series by Nancy Wentz from Whitaker House. Author Nancy Wentz's drama unfolds in both the physical and spiritual realms, treating the reader to a thrilling tale of mystery, passion, and historical intrigue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Fireflies In December by Jennifer Erin Valent from Tyndale House. A young girl comes of age amidst the racial prejudice of Depression-era Virginia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Hannah Grace, The Daughters of Jacob Kane by Sharlene MacLaren from Whitaker House. A new century, a new sheriff, a new love...many things are about to change in the town of Sandy Shores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Kiriath's Quest by Rick Barry from JourneyForth Books (a division of BJU Press). A YA Christian fantasy adventure that reaffirms the value of faith, family, love and loyalty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Milk Money by Cecelia Dowdy from Barbour Publishing (Heartsong Presents). Can Frank find faith in Jesus, while battling alcoholism, as he seeks the love of Emily Cooper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Mommy's Hometown Hero, Dalton Brothers Book 2 by Merrillee Whren from Steeple Hill. Ex-soldier Matt Dalton wants to bring his friend Rachel Charbonneau back to the Lord and win her heart as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. No Place For A Lady, Heart Of The West Book One by Maggie Brendan from Revell. Can a Southern belle tame the heart of a rugged cowboy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Paper Roses, Texas Dreams #1 by Amanda Cabot from Revell. There's only one problem when mail-order bride Sarah Dobbs arrives in Texas to greet her groom: he's been murdered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Sweetwater Gap, (Women of Faith Fiction) by Denise Hunter from Thomas Nelson. A woman returns home to help save her family's apple orchard and must face the ghosts that chased her away so many years ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The Edge of Light, Book One in the At Home in Beldon Grove Series by Ann Shorey from Revell, a division of Baker Publishing Group. It's 1838 on the Missouri frontier--how will Molly McGarvie keep her young family together after her husband's sudden death?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What Sarah Saw, Book One, Without a Trace Love Inspired Suspense continuity series by Margaret Daley from Steeple Hill Love Inspired Suspense. The tragic conclusion to a kidnapping case broke Sam and Jocelyn apart, but for a child's sake they must join forces to uncover what Sarah saw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-9031857826649804235?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/9031857826649804235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=9031857826649804235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/9031857826649804235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/9031857826649804235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-book-releases.html' title='NEW BOOK RELEASES'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-7970243768113552448</id><published>2008-12-30T13:59:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T14:00:36.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CANDY COATED SECRETS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SVqL7pmdJWI/AAAAAAAAAMc/MSeV5atFgLY/s1600-h/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SVqL7pmdJWI/AAAAAAAAAMc/MSeV5atFgLY/s320/image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285690969568388450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the preliminary sketch for the cover of Candy-Coated Secrets. Isn't it fun?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-7970243768113552448?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/7970243768113552448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=7970243768113552448' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/7970243768113552448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/7970243768113552448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2008/12/candy-coated-secrets.html' title='CANDY COATED SECRETS'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SVqL7pmdJWI/AAAAAAAAAMc/MSeV5atFgLY/s72-c/image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-8605119457579312472</id><published>2008-12-30T08:34:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T08:38:05.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>POST CHRISTMAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SVpAVB5lN8I/AAAAAAAAAMU/3LbdrDKpxQo/s1600-h/DSC03242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SVpAVB5lN8I/AAAAAAAAAMU/3LbdrDKpxQo/s320/DSC03242.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285607842704078786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Glorious time of year is past and a new year looms. 2008 saw the release of my first novel. 2009 will release two more. God is good. We spent the holidays with our children and their families, which makes for a large and noisy group, but I wouldn't have it any other way. I don't make new year resolutions, but I do have hopes. My hope for the coming year is to sign a single-title contract. It could happen. What about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the picture of my youngest son (the black one)and our five grandchildren clowning around in front of the tree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-8605119457579312472?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/8605119457579312472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=8605119457579312472' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/8605119457579312472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/8605119457579312472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2008/12/post-christmas.html' title='POST CHRISTMAS'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SVpAVB5lN8I/AAAAAAAAAMU/3LbdrDKpxQo/s72-c/DSC03242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-5740200225645567969</id><published>2008-12-19T16:08:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T16:15:00.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>The Season is upon us. School is out, which means I'm also on a two-week vacation, gifts are bought, tonight is making tamales, a couple of parties have been attended, our day volunteering at the food bank is done, and I can sit back and enjoy the sight of a decorated tree and house with presents wrapped and waiting. If you could have one thing under the tree (for yourself) what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me? I'd like a single-title contract for my historical romance, Shattered Superstitions. Anyone listening? God? Santa?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-5740200225645567969?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/5740200225645567969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=5740200225645567969' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/5740200225645567969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/5740200225645567969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-5384375978749623796</id><published>2008-12-13T17:06:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T17:10:24.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SUROu6hBIxI/AAAAAAAAALw/l9j94_VoCns/s1600-h/DSC00340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SUROu6hBIxI/AAAAAAAAALw/l9j94_VoCns/s200/DSC00340.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279431231073755922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite? What makes your holiday complete? How do you celebrate? What was your favorite gift every received?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite gift has to be my wedding set given to me by my husband on our tenth Christmas. Any time the family gets together makes the holidays complete. Here's the whole gang last year in front of the tree, except for my husband. He took the picture. What a motley crue!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-5384375978749623796?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/5384375978749623796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=5384375978749623796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/5384375978749623796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/5384375978749623796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2008/12/holiday-memories.html' title='Holiday Memories'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SUROu6hBIxI/AAAAAAAAALw/l9j94_VoCns/s72-c/DSC00340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-1384645920158043907</id><published>2008-12-03T13:49:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T13:53:51.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing</title><content type='html'>How does one know what to write? I've started so many stories because a publishing house thought it sounded like a "good" idea, but then they turn it down and I'm left with half a book. I hate leaving anything unfinished, and someday all my work in progresses will be complete, but how do we know what to write? What do we put our sweat and time into?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often, I've had an idea, started the book, then saw a new release with almost the same idea! Ugh! How do we find our niche?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, we want our writing to be a ministry. And readers have told me how much my book has helped them, but I also have a goal. To retire in six years when my husband does and supplement with money from writing. Unreasonable? I pray not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write the book of your heart, people say. Sure, but every story I write comes from the heart. Oh, well. Can you tell I'm suffering from sour grapes today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-1384645920158043907?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/1384645920158043907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=1384645920158043907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/1384645920158043907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/1384645920158043907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2008/12/writing.html' title='Writing'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-1906958997011777120</id><published>2008-11-23T19:44:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T19:51:32.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow! Long time no write</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SSoWrpUPEtI/AAAAAAAAALY/W0K1ZkpBRsE/s1600-h/Nature+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SSoWrpUPEtI/AAAAAAAAALY/W0K1ZkpBRsE/s200/Nature+014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272051252871500498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to find the time to carve out the minutes to blog. One more thing on a long list of things to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fudge-Laced Felonies&lt;/em&gt; will be available for retail the end of January. &lt;em&gt;Candy-Coated Secrets&lt;/em&gt; will ship to the bookclub at the same time. For someone who wasn't gifted with patience, this seems to take forever. And no, I'm not asking God to teach me patience. Been there, done that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My latest work, &lt;em&gt;Shades of Crimson&lt;/em&gt;, was turned down by publishers as being too scary. Jeesh! Just because I read FBI profiling books and got into the head of the killer doesn't make it scary, does it? Okay, it was kind of scary. Someday the Christian market will be ready for a good thriller with a redemption story, right? Then I'll be ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so tired of Amish stories, you know? Too sweet. Although I did read one by new author, Beth Wiseman. &lt;em&gt;Plain Perfect&lt;/em&gt;. Not your ordinary Amish story. I really enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm working on a historical that a couple of publishers expressed interest in. Of course, it'll have a healthy dose of suspense. Can't help it. Even my fun cozies have that. I'm managing to write an average of 10,000 words a week, but that will definitely slow down during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'all have a great Thanksgiving!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-1906958997011777120?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/1906958997011777120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=1906958997011777120' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/1906958997011777120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/1906958997011777120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2008/11/wow-long-time-no-write.html' title='Wow! Long time no write'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SSoWrpUPEtI/AAAAAAAAALY/W0K1ZkpBRsE/s72-c/Nature+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-661146799433409179</id><published>2008-10-11T12:19:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T12:23:13.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TWILIGHT</title><content type='html'>Well, I read the book to see what all the hoopla was about. It's good, but I didn't see the intense romance so many people are raving about. It's definitely suited for both young adult and adults, and the story does grip you. Yes, I'll read the others in the series. I've got to find out who turns; Edward or Bella. Okay, I cheated and I know who turns, but I've got to find out how they reached the conclusion they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For anyone wondering, Stephanie Meyer is a great storyteller, pulling the reader into the love of 17-year-old Bella's life. Is Edward hunky? Yes. Is the book clean? Yes. Can anyone from Junior High age and older relate? Again, yes. But don't take my word for it. Buy, borrow, or check-out the book and see for yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-661146799433409179?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/661146799433409179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=661146799433409179' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/661146799433409179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/661146799433409179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2008/10/twilight.html' title='TWILIGHT'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-3776100768279435919</id><published>2008-10-02T17:14:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T17:14:49.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE CASE OF THE BOUNCING GRANDMA by A.K. Arenz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SOVj9RTyaZI/AAAAAAAAAI4/ulXTDtMCH4I/s1600-h/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SOVj9RTyaZI/AAAAAAAAAI4/ulXTDtMCH4I/s200/image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252714444667120018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glory Harper, adventurous, skate-boarding, tramboline jumping, grandma is confined to a wheelchair because of a broken leg. While spying on the new neighbors, Glory spots a foot hanging from the end of rolled up carpet. When she alerts her family and the police, they don't believe her. Instead, they try convincing her the foot belongs to a mannequin. Glory decides to investigate on her own, bum leg or not! When handsome detective Rick Spencer enters the picture, Glory finds herself torn between a possible romance, or solving a murder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a humorous "Rear View" fashion, A.K. Arenz has crafted a wonderfully entertaining mystery complete with a quirky heroine, unforgettable characters, and a healthy dose of romance. I can't wait to read the next mystery involving The Bouncing Grandma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-3776100768279435919?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/3776100768279435919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=3776100768279435919' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/3776100768279435919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/3776100768279435919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2008/10/case-of-bouncing-grandma-by-ak-arenz.html' title='THE CASE OF THE BOUNCING GRANDMA by A.K. Arenz'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SOVj9RTyaZI/AAAAAAAAAI4/ulXTDtMCH4I/s72-c/image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-4757545163255072133</id><published>2008-10-01T13:25:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T13:26:36.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Candy-Coated Secrets</title><content type='html'>We're moving right along. And fast! Candy-Coated Secrets has been moved from a release day of late April, 2009 to late January, 2009. I've just sent back my final edits and am waiting on cover art. I can't wait to see what the art department comes up with. What can they do with an elephant, a candy-maker, and a county fair...not to mention a couple of bears, Bigfoot, and a lion!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-4757545163255072133?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/4757545163255072133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=4757545163255072133' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/4757545163255072133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/4757545163255072133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2008/10/candy-coated-secrets.html' title='Candy-Coated Secrets'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-1811442156262980277</id><published>2008-09-26T16:30:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T11:56:36.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ACFW Conference 2008</title><content type='html'>This year's conference was held in Minneapolis. The weather was perfect, the rooms comfortable, the hotel HUGE! People were wonderful and welcoming. Appointments fell into place with ease. The ACFW board members outdid themselves again, and Angie Hunt's speaking was not to be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, I attended, I ordered the CD of all the classes. Way too many to choose from and, since I don't live in a science fiction movie, I couldn't attend more than one class at a time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contracts were signed, agents found, and friendships made. Excitement ran high. A few people may have had hopes dashed, but we need to remember that publication isn't a guarantee. If we're meant to be published, it's in God's time, not ours. For learning the craft, the conference can't be beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the multi-author booksigning at the Mall of America was the bomb! As kids today say. 125 authors attracted more people than you could count. The bookstore quickly ran out of most books. The man at Barnes and Noble said the mall hadn't seen anything like it since the guitarest from Motley Crue was there. Did God move that day, or what? An amazing experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God willing, I'll attend next year's conference in Denver. Start saving now, folks. The dates are September 17-20, and Debbie MacComber will be the guest speaker.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-1811442156262980277?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/1811442156262980277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=1811442156262980277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/1811442156262980277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/1811442156262980277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2008/09/acfw-conference-2008.html' title='ACFW Conference 2008'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-2201024459224326582</id><published>2008-08-28T14:40:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T16:23:01.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Writing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SLczTqVIADI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/GriWr48tFN8/s1600-h/301872_b_45d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SLczTqVIADI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/GriWr48tFN8/s320/301872_b_45d.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239713104342286386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to mention the title of the book I'm reading, but it's by a well-known, multi-published Christian author. And, it breaks every writing rule in the book! How can someone who's been published many times get away with pov issues, passive writing, repetition, lots of exclamation marks, and just horrible story matter? NOT FAIR! I say. I must follow the rules, say something a million ways, not use a single cliche, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like nothing more than to toss the book, but as I've got to read it in order to review it, I'll have to muddle along. God help me! Anyway, thanks for letting me vent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-2201024459224326582?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/2201024459224326582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=2201024459224326582' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/2201024459224326582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/2201024459224326582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2008/08/bad-writing.html' title='Bad Writing'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SLczTqVIADI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/GriWr48tFN8/s72-c/301872_b_45d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-853111851249628060</id><published>2008-08-23T10:12:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T10:15:00.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mega Booksigning at the Mall of America</title><content type='html'>Wow! 127 authors beneath one roof! At this year's ACFW conference in Minneapolis, Sept. 18 thru Sept. 21, Barnes and Noble, ACFW, and the Mall of America have teamed together to bring one colassal booksigning event. And I'm one of the listed authors! Is this exciting or what? If you're in the area, stop by and buy a book!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-853111851249628060?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/853111851249628060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=853111851249628060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/853111851249628060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/853111851249628060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2008/08/mega-booksigning-at-mall-of-america.html' title='Mega Booksigning at the Mall of America'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-3706409993525707166</id><published>2008-08-16T12:59:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T13:02:29.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>I know, it's been a while. I just sent the copy edits back on &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Candy-Coated Secrets&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Look for it in April. I sent my agent my hopeful Romantic Suspense, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deceitful Promise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, and am rewriting a historical; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Trail Worth Taking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. So, it isn't like I'm not busy. And that's just my writing world. I won't even go into the trials of still having a 16-year-old at home and an 11-year-old. Both boys by the way. Hope all of you are well. Don't forget to pop in at www.mainlymystery.blogspot.com. A blog I co-manage with another author. That, too, keeps me busy. God bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-3706409993525707166?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/3706409993525707166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=3706409993525707166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/3706409993525707166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/3706409993525707166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2008/08/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-3490874924829907800</id><published>2008-08-06T11:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T11:58:37.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind Test</title><content type='html'>I visited another author's blog and took this mind test: www.mindmedia.com/braintest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the results. Scarily accurate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cynthia, your hemispheric dominance is equally divided between left and right brain, while you show a moderate preference for auditory versus visual learning, signs of a balanced and flexible person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your balance gives you the enviable capacity to be verbal and literate while retaining a certain "flair" and individuality. You are logical and compliant but only to a degree. You are organized without being compulsive, goal-directed without being driven, and a "thinking" individual without being excessively so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one problem you might have is that your learning might not be as efficient as you would like. At times you will work from the specific to the general, while at other times you'll work from the general to the specific. Sometimes you will be logical in your approach while at other times random. Since you cannot always control the choice, you may experience frustrations not normally felt by persons with a more defined and directed learning style. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may also minimally experience conflicts associated with auditory processing. You will be systematic and sequential in your processing of information, you will most often focus on a single dimension of the problem or material, and you will be more reflective, i.e., "taking the data in" as opposed to "devouring" it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, you should feel content with your life and yourself. You are, perhaps, a little too critical of yourself - and of others - while maintaining an "openness" which is redeeming. Indecisiveness is a problem and your creativity is not in keeping with your potential. Being a pragmatist, you downplay this aspect of yourself and focus on the more immediate, the more obvious and the more functional.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-3490874924829907800?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/3490874924829907800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=3490874924829907800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/3490874924829907800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/3490874924829907800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2008/08/mind-test.html' title='Mind Test'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-467163508640356138</id><published>2008-08-05T09:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T09:20:56.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bone Box by Bob Hostetler</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SJh9wsMhxKI/AAAAAAAAAGI/jyo9LCuJhsA/s1600-h/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SJh9wsMhxKI/AAAAAAAAAGI/jyo9LCuJhsA/s320/image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231069242641728674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reeling from his wife’s death, and nineteen years of being an absentee father, Randall Bullock goes to Israel to try to save his unraveling life. Archaeology seems to have lost the thrill it once held. Until Randall’s daughter shows up just as he’s uncovered the remains of “Joseph, son of Caiaphas” and a scroll depicting the ancient high priest’s involvement in the crucifixion of Christ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is, no one seems as interested in this find as Randall. Except for those he thinks needs this proof of Christ’s existence the least. In Randall’s eyes, Christ is no longer a name between the pages of a book. He lived, he died, he rose…and why can’t others see the evidence he’s uncovered? &lt;br /&gt;Merging the time of Christ’s death with modern-day archaeology, The Bone Box is full of historical facts, redeeming grace, and proof of what Christ did for mankind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-467163508640356138?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/467163508640356138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=467163508640356138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/467163508640356138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/467163508640356138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2008/08/bone-box-by-bob-hostetler.html' title='The Bone Box by Bob Hostetler'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SJh9wsMhxKI/AAAAAAAAAGI/jyo9LCuJhsA/s72-c/image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-3823784237572058606</id><published>2008-07-28T12:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T12:03:40.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fudge-Laced Felonies Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SI4YBAueTeI/AAAAAAAAAFU/9x2Ponms2uE/s1600-h/image-13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228142623077584354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SI4YBAueTeI/AAAAAAAAAFU/9x2Ponms2uE/s400/image-13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: FUDGE-LACED FELONIES&lt;br /&gt;Author: Cynthia Hickey&lt;br /&gt;Publisher: Heartsong Presents Mysteries&lt;br /&gt;2008&lt;br /&gt;ISBN: 978-1-69269- 181-9&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Inspirational/ cozy mystery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer Meadows is angry when she gets home from vacation and finds out that her prize rosebush is dead. She’d asked Ethan Banning to water her roses for her, and he obviously fell down on the job. Wanting to make it right, Ethan takes Summer and they buy another rosebush. When Ethan digs up the dead plant, he discovers that someone had buried a bag full of diamonds, a rusty can full of cash, and a bloody gardening glove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thrown into a mystery by the act of the criminal, Summer sets out to discover what the meaning of it all, but then discovers that someone is targeting her. People are turning up dead, and Summer is beginning to fear she’ll be next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan begs Summer to let the police do their job, but that doesn’t stop her from throwing herself into harms way. Still, he can’t back off, he’s there for Summer and she can’t help but falling in love. But will this crime spree push Summer away from him for good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUDGE-LACED FELONIES is the first book in Ms. Hickey’s A Summer Meadows Mysteries series, and it’s a winner. Summer is a slightly klutzy, totally loveable heroine who stumbles into messy situations she can’t get out of easily. The reader can’t help but cheer for Summer and hope that things will work out for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The faith message is expertly woven in and isn’t preachy, and the setting is well-woven into the story. The opening lines of the book are really excellent. Readers are going to see a lot more of Ms. Hickey and her books – and, as Ms. Hickey’s critique partner, I know that the second two books in this trilogy are every bit as wonderful as the first. Don’t miss FUDGE-LACED FELONIES. $6.97. 244 pages.&lt;br /&gt;Laura V. Hilton&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-3823784237572058606?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/3823784237572058606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=3823784237572058606' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/3823784237572058606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/3823784237572058606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2008/07/fudge-laced-felonies-review.html' title='Fudge-Laced Felonies Review'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SI4YBAueTeI/AAAAAAAAAFU/9x2Ponms2uE/s72-c/image-13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-8949652507631145401</id><published>2008-07-27T12:38:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T12:41:02.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Review of Fudge-Laced Felonies</title><content type='html'>Check out my review at &lt;a href="http://www.idealinhope.com/"&gt;www.idealinhope.com&lt;/a&gt;. Click on fiction under book reviews.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-8949652507631145401?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/8949652507631145401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=8949652507631145401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/8949652507631145401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/8949652507631145401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2008/07/another-review-of-fudge-laced-felonies_27.html' title='Another Review of Fudge-Laced Felonies'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-7112513168647279450</id><published>2008-07-25T15:19:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T15:22:32.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ACFW Conference</title><content type='html'>I received notice today that I am on the list, along with 106 other authors, to participate in ACFW's biggest booksigning event to date. This will take place at the Mall of America, September 23, 2008. In the rotunda will be a revolving screen depicting bookcovers and photos of the participating authors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was getting a little depressed about the upcoming conference because I'm unsure of what I'll be pitching. Receiving the email with that news raised my excitement level back to the roof! And to put the icing on the cake, Heartsong Present/Mystery subscribers are receiving their copy of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fudge-Laced Felonies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I can't wait to hear the readers' responses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-7112513168647279450?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/7112513168647279450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=7112513168647279450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/7112513168647279450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/7112513168647279450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2008/07/acfw-conference.html' title='ACFW Conference'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-5601513953419587462</id><published>2008-07-24T08:34:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T08:34:43.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where the Truth Lies by Elizabeth Ludwig &amp; Janelle Mowery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SIihDBU30uI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ORW9HD6R7tQ/s1600-h/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226604440831120098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SIihDBU30uI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ORW9HD6R7tQ/s400/image.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Casey Alexander receives notice that her Aunty Liddy has died and left a suicide note, Casey refuses to believe her death was anything but murder. She leaves her web-design business and heads to her Aunt's home. It instantly becomes clear that someone wants Casey out of the picture or she'll join her aunt in the hereafter. Stalked by a shadowy figure, and finding bones buried in the yard, Casey is even more determined to find her aunt's killer.&lt;br /&gt;Full of twists and quirky characters, &lt;strong&gt;Where the Truth Lies &lt;/strong&gt;is an enjoyable, page-turning reading experience. Just when you think you've figured out "who-dunnit", Ludwig and Mowery throw you another curve. Well done, Ladies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-5601513953419587462?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/5601513953419587462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=5601513953419587462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/5601513953419587462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/5601513953419587462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2008/07/where-truth-lies-by-elizabeth-ludwig.html' title='Where the Truth Lies by Elizabeth Ludwig &amp; Janelle Mowery'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SIihDBU30uI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ORW9HD6R7tQ/s72-c/image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-6630434360901902015</id><published>2008-07-15T16:32:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T16:35:28.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mainly Mystery</title><content type='html'>I will be teaming with Nancy Mehl on hosting a mystery blog. We will focus on the art of writing mystery, interviewing authors, and reviewing books. Primarily our focus is mystery, but we'll be tossing in some suspense to keep everyone on their toes. Click on the link on the right to visit the Mainly Mystery blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-6630434360901902015?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/6630434360901902015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=6630434360901902015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/6630434360901902015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/6630434360901902015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2008/07/mainly-mystery.html' title='Mainly Mystery'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-3212646744696556300</id><published>2008-07-14T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T09:59:56.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fudge-Laced Felonies First Review</title><content type='html'>I've got my first review!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Review of Fudge-Laced Felonies&lt;br /&gt;by Cynthia Hickey&lt;br /&gt;http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reviewed by Barbara J. Robinson&lt;br /&gt;Award-winning Author&lt;br /&gt;http://barbarajrobinson.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the lead, “I marched into church on Sunday – not to search for God, but to find a killer,” spunky heroine Summer Meadows captures your heart with humor even in the darkest situations, as you journey with her to solve a diamond mystery. A light, easy read, this page turner takes you into the Ozark foothills. Set in a small town, Summer owns a candy store and is up to her wrists in chocolate, when she’s not knee deep in trouble playing detective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooked from the lead, I was riveted in the mystery and completed the novel in several readings. When interrupted, I couldn’t wait to return to Summer’s world of chocolate, diamonds, and mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rich with fresh similes and metaphors, readers savor a taste of Southern grit as two handsome men compete for Summer’s attention, but only one of them truly loves her. She must decide between Man of God, Ethan, with rough, working hands, or smooth-talking Nate with hands softer than her own. Nate says all the right things while Ethan teases like a childhood friend, leading Summer to believe that he thinks of her as a sister. Then there’s beautiful Terri Lee who once dated Ethan and attempts to pick up where she left off. Summer knows her natural beauty can’t complete with her store-bought façade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer is down-to-earth, but feisty. Used to being in control, she has to learn to let God guide her steps and relinquish control to the One who can make an eternal difference in her life. She’s a Christian who attends church every Sunday, but grows in her faith through her struggles and learns to depend on God to see her through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever treasured your flower garden and thought it worth gold? Summer’s rose garden is worth a small fortune in cash and diamonds, and she must solve the mystery of who killed her prized rose bush before she ends up a dead summer flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candy-Coated Secrets is the second book in the Fudge-Laced Felonies series – Heartsong Presents. If you love humor and mystery entwined, snag the book for great summer read. See http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/ for more information. ISBN-978-1-60260-181-9, $6.95 paperback, 244 pages, 22 chapters of love and mystery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-3212646744696556300?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/3212646744696556300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=3212646744696556300' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/3212646744696556300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/3212646744696556300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2008/07/fudge-laced-felonies-first-review.html' title='Fudge-Laced Felonies First Review'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-8569015879193393394</id><published>2008-07-10T16:49:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T16:54:59.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing is Easy</title><content type='html'>My soon to be eleven year old was getting ready to spend the night with a friend. My sixteen year old is out of the state for a couple of days. To me, this means uninterrupted writing time. My younger son, said, "Why can't you write anytime? It's easy. All you do is sit down and write the words." Wow. Out of the mouth of babes. If only it WAS that easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, we do have to 'just sit down and write the words', but there is so much more involved. I lost my son's attention when I started explaining about plot lines, and the story making sense, then there's marketing, and selling to publishers, etc. It's way more than just sitting down and putting words on paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words have to be right. They have to tell a story that a reader is interested in getting into. Your characters need to be real and interesting. Your setting must draw the reader in. Oh, how I wish it were as simple as a child thinks it is. Then, there's the mechanics of writing. Oh, boy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-8569015879193393394?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/8569015879193393394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=8569015879193393394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/8569015879193393394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/8569015879193393394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2008/07/writing-is-easy.html' title='Writing is Easy'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-5796308857000270058</id><published>2008-06-30T09:39:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T09:49:34.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Greer, Arizona</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SGkNdHMlLAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/BCcWCMbz7Ts/s1600-h/DSC03467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217716437084613634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SGkNdHMlLAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/BCcWCMbz7Ts/s200/DSC03467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We just spent two and half days in what has to be one of the most beautiful places in Arizona. All but one portion of our family was able to attend and we rented a glorious log cabin. The temperature never got over 80 degrees during the day. Although the clouds built every afternoon, rain eluded us, as did the bears. I would've loved to have seen one. Through my telephoto camera lens, of course. Racoons stayed away too, but we saw plenty of deer, elk, squirrel, and chipmunks. My sweet husband paid for us women to go horseback riding while he babysat. What a fun day! The men caught their quota of fish every day. We've decided that a trip to Greer will be an annual vacation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-5796308857000270058?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/5796308857000270058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=5796308857000270058' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/5796308857000270058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/5796308857000270058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2008/06/greer-arizona.html' title='Greer, Arizona'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SGkNdHMlLAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/BCcWCMbz7Ts/s72-c/DSC03467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-3641386549256070535</id><published>2008-06-21T10:02:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T10:09:28.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ANOTHER STAB AT LIFE by Anita Higman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SF01pisPNnI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xl5YEvJfPAQ/s1600-h/image-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214382931368162930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SF01pisPNnI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xl5YEvJfPAQ/s200/image-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bailey Walker lost everything. Her job, her apartment, her no-good boyfriend. Everything except a dilapidated Victorian, gothic, nightmare of a house. Complete with a macabre house-warming gift. Someone left her a dead cat. Can life get any better? Especially when you suspect every neighbor of wanting to drive you out of your new home? The walls of the house contain a secret that Bailey shares with handsome neighbor, Maxwell Sumner. The race is on as Bailey gets Another Stab at Life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anita Higman's cozy mystery is a delightful, page-turning story full of love and new choices. I've lost count of how many of Barbour's new mystery line books I've read, and I've been delighted with everyone. Anita's is no exception.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-3641386549256070535?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/3641386549256070535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=3641386549256070535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/3641386549256070535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/3641386549256070535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2008/06/another-stab-at-life-by-anita-higman.html' title='ANOTHER STAB AT LIFE by Anita Higman'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SF01pisPNnI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xl5YEvJfPAQ/s72-c/image-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-8399239485956880577</id><published>2008-06-19T14:41:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T14:45:22.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gunfight at Grace Gulch by Darlene Franklin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SFrTYUO_nRI/AAAAAAAAAEI/c5Gg3H5xkY0/s1600-h/image-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213711933336689938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SFrTYUO_nRI/AAAAAAAAAEI/c5Gg3H5xkY0/s200/image-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every girl likes to play dress-up and CiCi Wilde is no exception. In fact, she owns a vintage clothing store and runs around town in her merchandise. The annual reenactment of the Oklahoma landrun and gunfight between the Graces and Gaynors is one of her largest business days. But when one of the actors is actually killed, the script seems rewritten. With CiCi's friends and families as the main suspects. So, donning a new costume, she sets out to find the culprit before she is history.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darlene Franklin's cozy mystery is fun, entertaining, and educational. Join in with the Wilde sister's as they concoct a daring plan to catch the murderer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-8399239485956880577?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/8399239485956880577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=8399239485956880577' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/8399239485956880577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/8399239485956880577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2008/06/gunfight-at-grace-gulch-by-darlene.html' title='Gunfight at Grace Gulch by Darlene Franklin'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SFrTYUO_nRI/AAAAAAAAAEI/c5Gg3H5xkY0/s72-c/image-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-2264227308645308859</id><published>2008-06-18T11:25:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T11:29:38.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Controlling Interest by Elizabeth White</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SFlT6NS7_cI/AAAAAAAAAEA/JadU2cuG-04/s1600-h/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213290303124667842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SFlT6NS7_cI/AAAAAAAAAEA/JadU2cuG-04/s200/image.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Natalie Tubberville wants to be a detective. Matt Hogan owns his own struggling detective agency. When Natalie's father buys half of the company and leaves a twenty-five percent share to Natalie, Matt wants to hit the roof! Share partnership with a Barbie doll? Never! The two set out on there first assignment together--finding a missing Pakistani bride who doesn't want to be found. Natalie and Matt fall into one hilarious escapade after another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elizabeth White has crafted a wonderfully funny, entertaining mystery romance. You'll laugh as you turn each page.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-2264227308645308859?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/2264227308645308859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=2264227308645308859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/2264227308645308859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/2264227308645308859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2008/06/controlling-interest-by-elizabeth-white.html' title='Controlling Interest by Elizabeth White'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SFlT6NS7_cI/AAAAAAAAAEA/JadU2cuG-04/s72-c/image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-2746352959103281703</id><published>2008-06-13T09:40:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T09:50:03.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Employee of the Semester</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SFKlLbqiX9I/AAAAAAAAAD4/XZoyn2ajjHA/s1600-h/image-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211409334644400082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SFKlLbqiX9I/AAAAAAAAAD4/XZoyn2ajjHA/s200/image-12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a little late in posting this, but I made employee of the semester at the school where I run the Detention. Countryside Elementary. It's a great feeling to know when someone's hard work pays off. Oftentimes, this side of heaven, we don't see the result of our, often backbreaking, efforts. But, occassionally, God gives a gift. The opportunity to see how much we are appreciated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The funny thing about my receiving this honor, was with the end of the school year quickly approaching, everyone forgot to tell me until the day I was being presented!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-2746352959103281703?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/2746352959103281703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=2746352959103281703' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/2746352959103281703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/2746352959103281703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2008/06/employee-of-semester.html' title='Employee of the Semester'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SFKlLbqiX9I/AAAAAAAAAD4/XZoyn2ajjHA/s72-c/image-12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-7873945940075879361</id><published>2008-06-02T11:12:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T11:23:27.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Suspicion of Strawberries by Lynette Sowell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SEQ6laXBebI/AAAAAAAAADw/YpKGjthbRf8/s1600-h/image-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207351483552594354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SEQ6laXBebI/AAAAAAAAADw/YpKGjthbRf8/s200/image-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All Andi Clarks wants is for one of her business ventures to pan out. And to decide where her heart lies in regards to handsome Ben Hartley. When Charla Rae Thacker, belle of the town, plans a spa-like day at Andi's soap store, Andi thinks success is in the bag. Then Charla has an allergic reaction and dies. Andi must clear her store of all suspicion, and keep herself from becoming a victim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lynette Sowell has brought us a delightfully enjoyable cozy mystery with all the elements we love. Suspense, romance, humor, and a mystery to solve. Fun read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-7873945940075879361?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/7873945940075879361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=7873945940075879361' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/7873945940075879361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/7873945940075879361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2008/06/suspicion-of-strawberries-by-lynette.html' title='A Suspicion of Strawberries by Lynette Sowell'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SEQ6laXBebI/AAAAAAAAADw/YpKGjthbRf8/s72-c/image-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-996311238305669027</id><published>2008-05-28T14:41:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T14:47:00.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Murder on the Ol' Bunions by S. Dionne Moore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SD3SyQRAHHI/AAAAAAAAADo/J3yCvQJQCt8/s1600-h/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205548505111731314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SD3SyQRAHHI/AAAAAAAAADo/J3yCvQJQCt8/s200/image.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Absolutely hilarious! LaTisha Barnhart undertakes killer pantyhose and painful bunions when she suspects foul play in the death of her former employer. Nothing will keep her from the truth. LaTisha hobbles from one clue to the next, her uproarious personality often clouding her judgement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;S. Dionne Moore has crafted a master of a cozy. You'll laugh your way through the pages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.heartsongmysteries.com/"&gt;http://www.heartsongmysteries.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-996311238305669027?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/996311238305669027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=996311238305669027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/996311238305669027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/996311238305669027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2008/05/murder-on-ol-bunions-by-s-dionne-moore.html' title='Murder on the Ol&apos; Bunions by S. Dionne Moore'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SD3SyQRAHHI/AAAAAAAAADo/J3yCvQJQCt8/s72-c/image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426635.post-737355639372365055</id><published>2008-05-27T08:25:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T08:34:07.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Dead of Winter by Nancy Mehl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SDwp2QRAHGI/AAAAAAAAADg/SkIeukuy5_Y/s1600-h/image-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205081281389403234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SDwp2QRAHGI/AAAAAAAAADg/SkIeukuy5_Y/s200/image-7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Samantha "Ivy" Towers returns to Winter Break to put her aunt's affairs in order, it quickly becomes clear something foul is in the air. With the help of her friend, Amos Parker, Samantha sets out to find her aunt's murderer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The town of Winter Break is a blip on a map, yet full of characters so rich you won't easily forget them. I can't wait to read the next book in the Winter Break series.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;www.heartsongmysteries.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7426635-737355639372365055?l=cynthiahickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/feeds/737355639372365055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7426635&amp;postID=737355639372365055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/737355639372365055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426635/posts/default/737355639372365055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com/2008/05/in-dead-of-winter-by-nancy-mehl.html' title='In the Dead of Winter by Nancy Mehl'/><author><name>CHickey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089903053496930165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SB3Y-3MhyBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NFTcdqs2SMc/S220/DSC02095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l1PjwpwL7z0/SDwp2QRAHGI/AAAAAAAAADg/SkIeukuy5_Y/s72-c/image-7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
