Month: March 2012

  • Interview with Write for the Fight authors Tess Hardwick and Tracey M. Hansen

    Well friends it's been awhile since we've had someone stop by the pub for an interview but it's time to polish up the bar, set out the glasses and tap the keg. I have several reviews lined up which means that the pub is officially open again for your literary and imbibing pleasure! 😉 And […]

  • Review: Write for the Fight: A Seasonal Collection of Essays

    Statistics on breast cancer can be very scary, especially when you hear that every woman has a 12% chance of developing invasive breast cancer sometime in her life. Breast cancer affects us all. It takes away our mothers, our daughters, our sisters, friends and even ourselves. When I heard that authors Tess Hardwick and Tracey […]

  • Tracey M. Hansen

    Tracey M. Hansen grew up in the wilds of Cape Coral, FL where she still unwillingly resides today.  She lives with a dime piece she calls 'ManPal' and three very feisty fur-kids. With her best of friends scattered around the globe, Tracey spends her time in a dark corner in fetal position, sucking her thumb and […]

  • The Lost Romantic

    What happens when you can no longer write what you want to write? I write romance, er, well, I used to. It always felt right to me. It was not uncommon for my mind to drift off during the day and find myself dreaming of romantic gestures, sensual dialogue and even steamy sex scenes. This […]

  • Yeah, I Pinned That

    About 98% of readers of this blog find me via social networking. I have to say, I love Twitter; to me it's the biggest and best social networking site out there. I can connect to people I've never met and most of them actually follow me and care about what I have to say.  I […]

  • A Return to Self

    I used to be an excellent organizer. I was one of those freaks that would color coordinate anything and everything.  If I could designate it a color and categorize it with other similar things I was in heaven. And don't even get me started on my incessant need to alphabetize things. I worked in a library […]

  • Liar, Liar, Pants on Fire!

    Growing up I was known to be somewhat of a storyteller. Actually, they didn't even sugarcoat it with that, they called me a straight out liar. You have to understand, I needed attention. Ok, that sounds a bit pretentious. I mean, there I was the youngest, the only girl with three older brothers and I […]

  • All For the Love of Shoes

    “So, what'll it take to motivate you? Should I take away tv time,” my husband asked with a sly smirk on his face. I slid my foot into my black converse and started to tie the worn out laces. “Noooo, dad. I have no idea what'll it take to get me writing again. Every time […]