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MJ Flournoy | A Matter of Trust
Author Guest / November 22, 2013

What’s in a name? Funny you should ask. Apparently where my characters are concerned, it’s everything. I try not to obsess over selecting my characters’ names and for good reason, I almost always get them wrong. You see, my characters talk to me, at me, or not at all. It’s the not at all that causes the problem. When my characters don’t talk to me, they don’t talk to each other and the story doesn’t get written. Some people might call it writer’s block, I call it aggravating. I had this great idea for a romantic suspense novel, but the hero would not talk. It didn’t matter how man writer’s tricks I used, he refused to budge. Not one line of dialogue would he utter. In my mind’s eye I could see him standing bare-chested, arms folded across his muscular torso and glaring at me. I glared back and challenged this impressively built hot hunk, “What gives, we’ve got a story to write, you’ve got a heroine to seduce, come on Jack, get a move on.” His eyes narrowed in that dangerous way that causes a woman’s blood to sing. “Make me,” they challenged. Not to be out done by…

Sourcebooks Casa for the Holidays
Author Guest / November 22, 2013

On today’s Casa for the Holiday‘s blog stop, the Sourcebooks Casablanca Christmas romance authors are sharing a cute holiday scene from their latest releases… enjoy! From Carolyn Brown‘s THE COWBOY’S CHRISTMAS BABY (The Christmas tree is decorated and it’s time to put the angel on the top.) When every one of the ornaments was dangling from a tree branch, Henry stood and cocked his head to one side. “It’s time to put the top up there. Josh is the youngest, so he gets to do it.” “Good grief! He’s two months old and he just learned to smile. There’s no way he can put the top on the tree,” Natalie said. “Sure he can if we help him. Lucas, you hold this and I’ll hold the baby up there. Grady, you got the camera?” “Right here,” Grady said. Lucas reached up and set the angel on top of the tree and Jack braced Joshua with one hand under his bottom and one at his back. “Right now, snap it while he’s got a hold of one of her wings.” “He thinks it’s edible.” Henry laughed. “If he wants to slobber on it, that’s just fine. Angels love babies as much…