My first book was a critical success. Mischievous Marvin won accolades from my dear grade five teacher, and garnered me a ten out of ten for my writing assignment. From that day forward, my writing was confined to diaries and journals, and later forums and emails. Deep into the winter of 2011, Spitfire took root in my dreams, and worked its way through my fingers onto the keyboard of my laptop.

I grew up in Niagara Falls, Ontario. I had a core group of wonderful girlfriends, and we keep in touch to this day. We shared a love of rock music, beach days and Moody Blue wine. We also shared a love of happy ever after romances. Over the years, one or more of them could be heard telling me that I should write a book. Imagine their surprise when I told them that I finally had!

As a youngster I loved Dr. Seuss. He was wacky and smart and made me laugh. As I grew into my training bra, I started secretly reading my mother's Harlequins under cover of night, flashlight firmly gripped in hand. Mid-teens had me devouring Victoria Holt and Kathleen E. Woodiwiss, and then, of course, Nora Roberts. These days I still read my old loves, but am diggin' Olivia Cunning's and Kristen Ashley's books, as well as those of Kate Perry and Marie Force. I've been caught with a few Stephen Kings and Dan Browns under my nose, but my thirst for the HEA always brings me back to my ladies.

I was inspired to go the indie route by two of my new favorite authors, Olivia Cunning and Kristen Ashley. They write what they want, when they want, and answer to no one but themselves and their fans. Like them, I have received my bruises along the way, and expect to earn more as my new career progresses. But they are lionesses, and I am inspired every day by their bravery and successes.

The first review I read of my first book made me cry tears of astonished joy. Just ask my husband. He still rolls his eyes, but then kisses my forehead every time I read a new one. And cry. I absolutely love hearing from someone who has read one of my books. Honestly, when I wrote my first chapter, I never envisioned people actually liking what I wrote. And asking for more? Holy Dinah! I would do anything for the lovely people who have lifted me up so high. And so, I keep writing, and hoping that I won't disappoint them.

Sweetness follows Spitfire, and tells the love story between Laura's and Kane's friends Jillian and Landon. From the minute they came to me, I knew that they were meant to, and would be, together. I just couldn't imagine how. Boy, did they show me! They had a love that most people will never know. And I love that for them. There were never two more deserving people.

Motherhood was a wonderful and chaotic time for me, but never did I write a word. Anyone who finds the time to write with little ones bleeding underfoot or setting the house on fire receives my highest praises. My boys are all grown up now, and the only human seeking my attention these days is my long suffering husband. Mr. Salt of the Earth allows me to talk out plot lines and read my reviews ad nauseum, all whilst cooking and doing the grocery shopping, mowing the lawn and reminding me to pay the insurance bill. In between all that, I am a full time RN in a small but highly respected NICU. Darned shift work really cuts into my writing time!

Teague O'Shea has waited a lifetime to meet Finley Malone. When his eyes meet hers across a shimmering Irish field on 'A Fine Soft Day', he knows without a doubt that she is the one he has waited for. He only needs to convince her of the same.