A cop doing it right


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We have so many stories online lately of cops doing it wrong… (and I don’t defend bigots with a badge!) But not all cops are like that, and this is an example of a cop who is doing it very, very right.


Sgt. Precious Cornner-Jones saw this little boy fling himself to the ground at a rally. His mom said that was his way of expressing himself lately, and Sgt. Cornner-Jones sympathized with the little guy. So she got onto his level and they had a chat.

It didn’t take long, and the little guy got back up and felt much better. But that moment with a compassionate police officer resonated so much that the picture when viral.

In Sgt. Cornner-Jones’s words: “As an adult sometimes all we want is one person to stop, get on our level and maybe wipe our tears. These children are entitled to bad days just as us, so give them that moment to bring it together. Get on someone’s level today and make them smile!! Spread PEACE and LOVE you might be that person that gives them hope!”

Upcoming releases


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Keep your eyes open for my newest releases coming to you from Harlequin!🙂 My next book will be released in two short weeks, and I can’t wait to spot it out in the wild… Is it terribly crass of me to suggest you pick up a copy when you see it?

Coming November 1, 2016

Coming November 1, 2016

Coming January 2017

Coming January 2017

Coming February 2017

Coming February 2017


The Triplets’ Cowboy Daddy
(Western Romance)
April 2017

The Runaway Bride
(Harlequin Heartwarming)
June 2017

Deputy Daddy
(Love Inspired)
July 2017

At Home in the Cowboy’s Arms
(Western Romance)
August 2017

Happy Birthday to Me!


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I recently turned 38. All I wanted for my birthday this year was a Sugar Baby apron. They are just so cute! And considering how much time I spend in an apron, shouldn’t it be adorable? This was my argument, at least. Apparently, I’m at the age where name brands matter in my aprons, but not much else. LOL

So Mr. Johns got me one. ❤

Unfortunately, I didn’t take into account that when Mr. Johns took my picture, that I’d be absolutely exhausted. A full day of writing (deadlines, you know!), then a birthday dinner tend to take the sparkle out of a girl. At some point I’ll get Mr. Johns to try again, but you’d probably rather just see the honest photo, wouldn’t you?

So I’m posting this picture anyway. This is your local, 38-year-old Harlequin author in her Sugar Baby apron. Tired, but happy.



Happy birthday to me.🙂

A new cover!


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There is no better feeling than waking up to a brand new cover in  my inbox. The art department at Harlequin’s head office in Toronto, Canada, does a beautiful job capturing the essence of a story in one picture, and this cover was no exception.

I hope you love this story as much as I do!


Feb 2017


Coming February 2017

Brody Mason needs a nurse. As soon as he can walk again, he’ll leave Hope, Montana and go straight back to the army. But Kaitlyn Harpe? That’s adding insult to injury. Not just because she’s a reminder that his fiancee, Kate’s sister, who married his best friend while he was off fighting in Afghanistan. But because Kaitlyn had kept the truth from him.

The Kaitlyn he knew before the war would never have perpetuated a lie like that. But this new person–the confident, beautiful woman with hidden depths in her eyes–is nothing like the shy, serious girl he knew. This Kaitlyn troubles him. Because Brody is starting to wonder if he proposed to the wrong sister…



Monster courting insanity


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Ever since I was a little girl, I’ve been a writer. I obviously don’t mean professionally–I mean on a heart level. My mother tells me stories about when I was about ten or eleven and I’d get so incredibly cranky that she’d send me up to my room to write something. When I reemerged, I’d be cheerful again and I’d have a new story written.

I’ve always been that way. If I don’t have something to work on, I’m a wreck. In fact, when I take a week off of my writing schedule, I’ll find myself feeling insecure for no logical reason, socially awkward, moody… then I figure that I should probably get back to work and all those unpleasant feelings melt away and I’m back to my normal self again.

Luckily, I’m now writing for three different Harlequin lines, so I’m no longer left without a writing project in front of me. And I don’t use the word “Luckily” lightly. I may have worked my tail off for this, but I know there are talented writers out there who have worked just as hard who haven’t had the same breaks. So I appreciate this–treasure it, even. And I never take it for granted.

Because even if I weren’t this ridiculously lucky… even if I didn’t have editors willing to work with me and an amazing publisher wanting to sell my stories, I’d still be doing this–sitting in front of my computer, hammering out stories and sending them off to magazines, publishing houses, competitions. Anything. Because when I don’t write, I’m a wreck. This is who I am. And before there was a publisher willing to look at my work, I was there, in front of my computer, clacking away on the stories that filled my head.



Happy Thanksgiving!


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This Thanksgiving was all about the grazing. I made our dinner Friday evening so that we could eat leftovers all weekend. It’s the perfect way to make sure that Mom gets a bit of a break, too! (And I make that sound like I do this all the time, but it only occurred to me this year, and I feel very clever about the discovery.😉 )



There I am, in all my glory, carving the turkey for my family. I put my 8 year-old to work in the  kitchen this year, and the result was delicious. Mr. Johns got home from work and sat down to turkey dinner…

And then we crashed. Turkey coma is a beautiful thing.

We also got our first snowfall this Thanksgiving. An early October snowfall certainly won’t stick around, but I do love that first skiff of snow. It makes indoors so cozy and pleasant with my very favorite people. ❤


Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!


Utility turkeys


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This weekend is Canadian Thanksgiving. It’s just like American Thanksgiving, but earlier… so we have more time between the Thanksgiving turkey and the Christmas turkey. That’s time to eat up the leftovers and be ready for another one.

norman_rockwell_mural_marion_county_oregon_scenic_images_marda0166So this last weekend I trotted down to our local grocery store and picked up our Thanksgiving turkey. Not being overly picky, I bought a utility turkey instead of a Grade A. Chatting with Facebook friends about this, I discovered that this seems to be a purely Canadian thing–the utility turkey. Basically, it’s just an imperfect bird–it might have torn skin, or be missing a wing. It otherwise tastes the same and is the same food quality, it just got nicked in the factory somewhere–stuck in a shoot, squeezed by a corner…

And they come on sale for $0.95/lb just before Thanksgiving. Another thing to give thanks for–cheap turkey!

I hadn’t realized that an imperfect turkey would be a strange concept for my American friends. I’ve never purchased a Grade A turkey, and funnily enough, I’ve never expected perfection from my turkeys. “Utility.” The bird is there for a reason–to eat! They are like the Charlie Brown Christmas tree that just needs a little love.

This year, it will be a quiet Thanksgiving with Mr. Johns and our little boy. There will be a utility turkey, there will be Netflix, there will be naps… The combination is perfection.

So a very happy Thanksgiving to all of you! I have so much to be thankful for, especially my readers. I wish for you the most important things: a roof over your head, food in the fridge, someone to love and hope for the future. Anything after that is just gravy!❤

Photo by D Sharon Pruitt

Photo by D Sharon Pruitt

The church scene


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I don’t know how many of you are church goers, but I use churches in my stories a lot, and it isn’t because I’m trying to push you into one! Churches are where things happen, my friend. People meet and get married, or people date, break up and then still see each other once a week. The people who have attended a local church for years and years have history–some of it quite juicy!

So you will notice in my books that I will often use a church setting to move my plot along, or just have some local gossip that revolves around church people.  Part of the reason for that is because churches pull together all sorts of people from all walks of life and puts them into the same building every week of the year. It makes for interesting dynamics, and definitely some personal growth! The other part is because the Johns family are church goers. Every Sunday, or as close to that as we can manage, our family drives the two minutes down the road to our local church and we sit in the same pew where we always sit.

If you’re a church goer, you might find these memes funny! If you aren’t, you might get a glimpse into a different social scene.

Either way, enjoy!



















Have a wonderful week! And if I’m your local romance writer… I just might see you at church!  😉

Cover Reveal!


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A BAXTER’S REDEMPTION is coming out January 2017, and I just got my finalized cover with which to tantalize you!😉


Isabel Baxter returns to her home town after a disfiguring accident that leaves her badly scarred. When she left, she was a beauty queen and heir to a fortune. When she returns, even her inheritance is in jeopardy. Her father has remarried a woman two years younger than his daughter who is newly pregnant, and his new wife wants the money for herself. When Isabel’s father signs over her trust fund, she has just enough money to open her own chocolate shop–something she’s wanted to do for years now. Her father thinks the idea is ridiculous and does the one thing left in his power–sends in the family lawyer to keep an eye on her and make sure that she doesn’t squander what may very well be the last money she ever sees from her father…

Enter our hero, the lawyer.


You’ll be able to buy this book online through Harlequin, Amazon, and any other e-retailer starting January 2017.