My perfect day: Laptop; WiFi availability; Java Mocha; characters demanding their stories be told; a plot that comes together; and hours to live in an alternate reality.
Seriously, I have always loved reading, and now I love writing. As a preteen, I devoured Nancy Drew and Hardy Boys Mysteries. When I reached my teen years, the romance genre became my favorite and that has never changed. A few years ago, I decided to try my hand at writing and I've been doing so with a passion ever since. I have written around twenty novels and novellas in the genres of contemporary romance, contemporary western romance, historical western romance, fantasy romance, and a YA novel under the pen name Colleen Clay. Because I hate saying goodbye to characters who have lived with me for months, I usually create a series so they can be revisited from book to book.
Dovie hasn't lived a perfect life like handsome cowboy, Toby. In fact, she has major physical challenges that have kept men away from her. However, her greatest challenge will be opening her heart to a man who loves her unconditionally.
It was late afternoon and Dr. Alexavier Wyndham was exhausted. He glanced from his laptop screen to the door of his office when a crisp knock sounded. "Enter," he called.
His office assistant, a middle-aged, no-nonsense woman over the age of fifty, poked her head around the door and grinned. Since Gladys Buttons rarely smiled at him, he frowned. "Yes?"
It wasn't a secret that he and Gladys often butted heads, so her smile puzzled him. Then he decided it was because she was a short-timer. Her contract with the organization would be over as soon as he authorized her replacement.
She said, "My replacement is here." Her grin widened.
Now he was completely baffled. "Okay, show him in." He heard Ms. Buttons laugh as she closed the door and he got an uneasy feeling.
A few minutes later there was another knock. He yawned and turned his attention to meeting his new assistant. He'd been up most of the night with a child suffering from malnutrition and the ailments associated with it. The child had been brought to the only doctor within a hundred miles—him. The poor mother hadn't been in much better condition after her three day journey on foot. He typed one last notation into his laptop, hit the save button, and closed the screen. The door opened and Ms. Buttons entered, blocking his view of whoever was behind her. With a flourish, she waved her hands and stepped aside. "Dr. Wyndham, meet Miss Hannah Tanner, your new assistant."
Alexavier's eyes widened and then narrowed. He had specifically requested his new assistant be male. Life in a third world country was grueling, and other than cantankerous Ms. Buttons who could survive anything, he'd already witnessed the affect it had on young women in the organization. Often, they came believing their ideals were all they needed. He never doubted they were well-intentioned, but after weeks of sometimes unbearable heat, unusual food, little sleep, and the overwhelming needs of the population, the women began to fade. The sparkle left their eyes as they attempted to become all things to anyone who needed them.
Alexavier pressed his hands onto the top of his desk and glared at Ms. Buttons. He said, "What the bloody… Tell me you're kidding."