I’m Taking Over Kaye’s Blog…
Hi, my name is Flannery McNeill. You might recognize my name, either from meeting me in Love Remains or The Art of Romance or because Kaye has mentioned me from time to time when she’s talked about my book, Turnabout’s Fair Play.
Well, as you can see from the word-count meter over in the right-hand column, Kaye has a lot of work to do in the next week. So, as an editor myself who relies on authors turning their work in on time, I’ve suggested to Kaye that she let me take over her blog for the next week.
Kaye’s regularly scheduled Writer’s Window post, this week featuring historical-romance author Karen Witemeyer, will run as usual. But I’m hijacking her blog for the remainder of the week. Kaye’s got some great stuff archived here, and I figured that while she’s busy getting my book finished, I’d share some of that with you. So even though Kaye won’t be here, I hope you’ll still stop by and see some of the fantastic information this blog has to offer.
Oh, and be sure to pray for Kaye as she types her fingers to the nub to meet her deadline. She’s been struggling with a migraine that just won’t go away for the past few days, which is making it hard for her to concentrate. And since I’m a little impatient to see just how she’s going to make me fall in love with Jamie O’Connor—which, I’m telling you right now, isn’t looking promising from where I’m standing*—she needs all the prayer support she can get.
- *I mean, seriously, could this guy be any more irritating? Besides the fact that he called me “Fanny” the first time I met him—like I’ve never heard that before!—at that cookout at Bobby’s grandparents’ house last fall, it seems like every time I’ve run into him since then, he’s managed to say something equally or even more obnoxious. And really, he needs to get over himself. Sure, he’s good looking. But the problem is he’s arrogant and pushy—pushing his way right into my circle of friends. And then there’s my boss, Jack Colby, who seems to want nothing more than to push Jamie and me together.
Thank goodness for my grandfather—Big Daddy. Now that he’s retired from his church, he’s spending his weekends in Nashville just to get away, so we’ve been having fun hanging out together. I’m starting to get suspicious that the reason he’s gung-ho to join my church doesn’t have anything to do with spending more time with his beloved youngest granddaughter, though. There’s this redheaded lady I keep seeing him talking to . . . and of course Jamie O’Connor is trying to push his way in there, too, because now he’s starting to come to stuff at my church and—
Well, I’ll get off my soapbox now and get back to helping Kaye finish the book while I try to avoid all contact with Jamie O’Connor. Ugh. Here he comes again. Bye for now!
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