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Korean Drama and other stuff.


What’s up I am back!! So I have to say I am officially hooked to Korean Drama’s I mean to the point where I have soundtracks saved on spotify.  Every time I watch a series I am in awe and wonder why can’t I write like that. Some of theses shows make me laugh and cry in the same breath while mumbling afterward oh hell no.

I want to write a book like that!

And the hero’s. Sweet heaven above but do those men look good. So I am inspired now…again…to write a book with an Asian hero. Like I don’t have enough wips open. There is seriously something wrong with me. :)

In keeping this post light (I know I can sometimes get a little heavy in my posts) I thought I’d  share. If you are interested in checking out Korean Drama’s yourself here is the link to DramaFever. My suggestion is to start with a show like Pinocchio or Fated to Love You. Let me know if you like them.


I just want to write…

Hey, it’s been a while.

Usually I can pound out a book and move on to the next one seamlessly. That hasn’t been the case lately. I am so far behind on my schedule I am not sure I could catch up. Its more like a scrap the original schedule and start over type situation.

I sit in-front of my computer screen wondering how the hell I got here. Writing is a way for me to lose myself in worlds of my creation. Right now my universe is a blank page an it’s killing me that I cannot fill in the white space with the color of my imagination. I’m not sure when this issue started…that’s not true. I have never lied to myself and I am not about to start now. *Long sigh* I know exactly when it happened but I’m not sure how to recover.

My mother is ill, oh she’s getting better now but for several months I watched the strongest woman I know slowly start to wither. Between the hospital stays an the Dr visits, my work…my joy faded. That along with in family fighting, car accidents and just general mayhem, I lost my creativity. I’m scared y’all that I may not be able to get it back.

Every night I stare at a computer scree and for every five words I write I erase three. I’m trying but it feels futile and after a while I don’t even try anymore. My inability to create is forcing me down a dark path that feels as if it is draining the very life out of me. I miss my hero’s an heroines, the camaraderie, the whispering voices that kept me company in my most desperate hours. I pray they haven’t abandon me.

*Somber smile* This was not what I planned to write for this blog post. I actually had a fun one written out in my head but as usual, my emotions take over an the written word is my catharsis.  Friends I’m sorry for any delays in books you might be waiting for. Please forgive me if I don’t respond to you right away when you contact me. A little more time is all I ask and maybe my characters will forgive me. Hopefully if they do all will be right in my world again.

Talk to you later friends.


Luscious Looks at Take My Hart by L. Marie

Take My Hart: Hart Brothers 1

By L. Marie

Erotic Contemporary Romance Short Story




She had thought she’d lost him seven years ago. But he walked back into her life…and into her bed.

Shelby Detweiler had thought she’d gotten over Brandt Hart. Time had healed her broken heart. But a chance meeting in her office throws her off kilter and Brandt is there to steady her. She wants to trust him, to believe he’s relationship material once again. Soon passions flare but will she get burned?

Seven years earlier, a night of drinking and infidelity had destroyed his relationship with the woman he loved. Years later, he strolled into her office with business on his mind. But being close to her is enough to rock his world. Several sizzling moments in her office rekindles the fire. He wants her back.

Will an evening of passion drive them back into each other’s arms? Or will the flame blow out forever?


For the tenth time in the last five minutes, Shelby Detweiler checked her reflection in the full-length mirror. Nothing had changed. She was still wearing the same Donna Karan suit jacket and matching skirt in the shade of soft peaches. A silk, black tank top peaked from underneath the blazer. The fabric lay cool and light against her porcelain skin. Long, mahogany brown locks, held at the nape of her neck with a hair tie, fell over her shoulder and cascaded down her ample chest. Black, four-inch, Nine West heels added to her five-foot, seven-inch frame and complemented her shapely legs.

With a hearty sigh, she turned away from the mirror and paced her office. She glanced down to the floor. Nope, she hadn’t worn a path in the plush, tan carpeting. A nervous laugh bubbled up her throat.

Why am I acting like such a child? At the age of twenty-seven, she was beyond her college days. But those college days had scarred her, destroying her faith in relationships and men in general. Damn Brandt Hart all to hell! He had been her first—and last—true love. Her heart thudded hard against her breastbone. Any thought of him sent her pulse racing and her stomach summersaulting. No other man had the ability to fluster her so. She had dated in the past, but no one was Brandt.

But he had burned her.

They had talked about a future together. Marriage. Children. Then, he had slept with Dina. He had claimed he had gotten drunk at a party with a bunch of his teammates and the Haydensburg University cheerleaders and one thing had led to another. After, Dina had spread a rumor that Brandt had been the father of her child. Turned out to be a lie, but the damage had already been done.

Shelby had finished the semester at HU then transferred to another college. But she had never truly moved on. Brandt had still had an iron grip on her heart. She could deny it, but what was was. Nothing fazed the feeling she had once had—still had—for him.

Damn him!

And in about five minutes, he would be strolling back into her life. Not permanently, but she would see him again, and a flood of emotions would swallow her in their depths. She’d want him. Both mentally and physically. She would fight, and she would likely lose the battle.

Buy Links:

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Secret Cravings Publishing
All Romance EBooks-

Author Bio:

I live in Pennsylvania just a hair shy of the Maryland border. I live with a family I adore which includes two furry feline children and a furry canine daughter.
In my spare time, I’m more than likely watching television. I watch Bones, Blue Bloods, NCIS:New Orleans, or some sort of car show like Wheeler Dealers.

I’m a huge sports fan, football in particular. During the fall/winter, I’m watching Notre Dame or Penn State on Saturdays and the Saints or Colts on Sunday.

I’ve been known to have my nose buried in a book. Nora Roberts/JD Robb and Clive Cussler are favorites of mine. I know, I know…Clive Cussler isn’t a romance author. The man can weave a tale of adventure like no other!

Find me at:



Amazon Author Page

Takes the Cake Cover Reveal-Lynn Chantale

Well hello again! How are y’all today? Sorry that I’m a little late posting, but I’m here. Hopefully the shiny new cover for Takes the Cake will appease you. :-)

There are some new scenes and just a whole new look to Takes the Cake and I promise you, I’m pleased as chocolate. So here we go, releasing June 9 from Loose Id. Oh, and you can Pre-order!

LC_takesthecake Pre-Order Link:


Liz Washington can’t believe her good fortune when she’s asked to caterer one of the biggest and most prestigious weddings of the year. Not only is the location perfect, but working with the bride is a dream. But her dream job quickly turns into a nightmare when the bride’s brother Keegan keeps pushing to change the cake. Yet whenever she’s in his presence all she can think about is being skin-to-skin.

Keegan Murphy is determined to make his sister’s wedding the talk of the town, but that can’t happen with a plain and unimaginative cake. He doesn’t anticipate the instant attraction he has for Liz, but he has no problem seeking out every opportunity to seduce her.

Liz’s not there for pleasure; s has a wedding to save. But will salvaging the wedding cost her a relationship she shouldn’t have started in the first place?

Coming Soon…Lynn Chantale

I finally remembered, amidst all the upheaval in my personal life, that it was my day.  I missed my last date because I was in the hospital. Everything is good, as long as I take it one day at a time. So let’s start with some good news. Takes the Cake will be out on June 9 from Loose Id. and The Contractor’s Baby will be out in July, from Secret Cravings.

Some of you may remember Takes the Cake. Well, it’s gotten an overhaul, a few new scenes and it’s a better story than before. I do hope you’ll check it out.

Edits for The Contractor’s Baby, just hit my inbox. I haven’t opened the file yet, but I’m sure everything will be great. In the meantime, I’m up to my eyeballs in homework and looking forward to moving forward.

Until next time, Indulge Your Inner Desires.

Everyone Has An Opinion

But not everyone is a critic.

I recently attended Jazz Fest in New Orleans and got to spend an evening with one of my very best friends. We talked about our days in college, how our families were doing now and of course where we were going ourselves.

I had to sigh when it was my turn…I hadn’t been writing the way that I once did. When my friend asked why. I had to tell him about my fears.

Bad reviews. I became obsessed with them. I read them over and over again until I believed everything in them.

I didn’t know what it took to write a short story.

I didn’t describe characters to the point that reader’s could see them.

There was no merit to anything that I’d ever published.

So? I have a lot to overcome to reach my goals for the year. And part of the reason that I’m pushing harder than I’ve ever done are the sage words from my friend.

He said that I had to remember that everyone has a right to his or her opinion but not everyone is a critic.

And I had to look that word up.

IMG_20150501_194212_686According to, a critic is “one who expresses a reasoned opinion on any matter especially involving a judgment of its value, truth, righteousness, beauty, or technique”

My friend’s thought was that a reasoned opinion in regards to a novel meant that the critic measured a single work against an art form.

An art form. Not a favorite writer.

And he asked me if every bad review that I’d received was from someone who was upholding the aesthetics of the art form or from someone who was expressing an opinion?

I don’t know, I answered.

Then you have to keep writing until there are no more stories left for you to tell, he said.

Thanks, Nigel.

And, readers, a Conundrum, is an excellent wine!

Taco Seasoning

Have you ever had a hankering for tacos/nachos, only to go to your cabinet and not find any taco seasoning? That’s happened to me on more than one occasion and I’m always looking for the best homemade seasoning I can find. Here’s one that I tried and liked. I warn ya though, it’s a tad spicy. :-)

Taco Seasoning

1 tablespoon chili powder

1/4 teaspoon garlic powder

1/4 teaspoon onion powder

1/4 teaspoon crushed red pepper

1/4 teaspoon dried oregano

1/2 teaspoon paprika

1 1/2 teaspoon ground cumin

1 teaspoon salt

1 teaspoon black pepper

Combine all ingredients in a small airtight container. This provides enough seasoning for one pound of meat.


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