Good Morning!
It's been a crazy couple of days so I'm going to just welcome you and let Patricia take the blog....
One thing I think we should all treasure is hope. The hope
that your life will be better and/or your dreams will come true is what keeps
us going. Hope can get you up in the morning and push you forward. Yet,
sometimes, it is hard to hang onto hope. I have had it slip away many times and
I think those are the most empty times, when you don’t feel hopeful about your
future.
I was lucky enough to have some good friends, whom I
treasure, that were supportive and encouraging. The main thing you have to do
is get up and do something productive. I think goals inspire hope. Hope comes
along with wanting to see something accomplished. So if your hope is lagging,
imagine yourself doing something and succeeding. Hope will latch onto
that.
I wish you much hope, inspiration and joy in the new year!
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Thanks for stopping by Pam’s blog today. I write mainstream
romantic novels as well as historicals and humor. Must haves in my writing cave
include sweet tea, epic music and plenty of notebooks.
Besides writing, I love music, history, the French Quarter, photography,
reading and anything containing chocolate. I’m a fangirl of Supernatural and
Walking Dead. I don’t do much with my life other than write.
I think good books make great friends! I hope some of my
characters will become your friends. Here’s the recipe for my romance: Take one
captivating couple, mix with adversity and angst, sprinkle with humor and add
passion! If this sounds like something you’d enjoy, indulge in my contemporary
series, Love Heals All. The series is set in a fictional Tennessee town,
Lafayette Falls, south of Nashville where romance causes havoc, heartache, and
humor for a cast of unsuspecting doctors until they realize love heals all.
Today is release day for my new book, an enemies-to-lovers
plot involving high school adversaries who are reunited fifteen years later….
EVERYTHING HIS HEART DESIRES
(Enemies to Lovers)
The man most likely to drive her crazy…
Growing up
in Lafayette Falls, senator’s daughter Natalie Layton hid her sorrows behind a
bright smile that charmed everyone in high
school—except Brett Harris. Hardworking and highly motivated, Brett dismissed
Natalie as a slacker. Instead, she’s become an acclaimed photographer. And when
Brett, now a successful cardiologist, needs her family’s help to secure a
coveted position, Natalie’s more than happy to prescribe a little payback…
Hailing from
the wrong side of the tracks, Brett believed he could never win the school’s
popular princess. Now he’s intrigued by the complex and compassionate woman
Natalie’s become. Gaining her grandmother’s goodwill is the key to becoming
chief cardiologist—and Natalie has no intention of making it easy. But as
mutual mistrust gives way to pure chemistry, there’s more at stake than either
ever expected—and much more to learn about matters of the heart…
Excerpt:
Here’s an
excerpt from the end of Chapter 1
Talk
about the opportunity of a lifetime. If he could become Anna Layton’s physician, he would
literally have it made. He would have Harry and Sheldon’s support and
gratitude, which meant he could create a superior cardiology program at LFMC.
Perhaps, someday, there would be a heart center named after him and he would be remembered for all
posterity. Yes, he was definitely Type A.
“Do you want to speak with
your mother and then give me call?” he asked Harry.
“Well, we have a little
something different in mind.” Both Harry and Sheldon looked at Natalie as if it
were her turn to speak up.
She tapped her fingers on the
table. “I’m home for a few weeks, and I’m
staying with my grandmother.” She managed to choke out the rest, “You can come
over as my dinner guest tomorrow night.”
It took him a moment to
process that. “Okay. So I’m not coming over as a doctor. I’m coming over as
your date?”
“A date is kinda stretching it,” she said as if to say that was
never gonna happen. “An old friend from high school.”
“Friend,” he repeated,
meeting her gaze. “Seriously?”
“It was Uncle Harry and Aunt
Lorraine’s idea.” She was quick to clarify,
and she frowned at her uncle, who had a mouthful of cheese Danish. “And it’s not a good idea. It’s not going to work. Not
with Nana.”
“Natalie, you promised us
you’d help out.” Harry took a swig of coffee. “We’re counting on you.”
She shook her head, and Brett realized she was totally
against the idea, which might cost him the chief of cardiology position.
He sat up straight. “Natalie,
you do understand what’s at stake here?”
“Besides your ego?” She
didn’t blink as she looked him straight in the eye. It appeared that, since
high school, she had developed a Terminator stare.
He didn’t flinch. “Do you
want me to help your grandmother or not?”
Her phone lit up, and she checked a text message. She stuck
her phone back in her purse and withdrew a small notepad. She scribbled on it,
then tore off the paper and folded it. “I’ve got to meet someone,” she
announced.
She hitched her purse strap
on her shoulder, and she leaned across the
table to hand Brett the folded paper. “Here’s my cell number. If something
comes up and you can’t make it tomorrow night, call me. Otherwise, dinner is at
seven. Sports jacket. No tie. Be at
Nana’s house, which is the Castle House on Rosewood, by six forty-five.”
“I’ll be there.” He tucked
the paper into the pocket of his jacket.
In a low, vindictive voice, she said, “Isn’t it amazing to think that
I’m the key to your success?” She glanced
at Sheldon and Harry before she delivered a parting blow. “Nana is a piranha,
Brett. She’ll eat you alive and not even burp.”
Wow...I like this one already, Patricia! Good luck with it.
Until next time, take care and God bless.
PamT
