If any of you follow me on social media, you’ll know I’m a bit of a paper product junkie. I’m a diehard devotee to my paper planner, and I love setting goals each year with a goal-setting workbook I have. However, one of my newer loves is my reading journal. Like many of you, I keep track of what I read in Goodreads. I love having a searchable list and participating in their annual reading challenge. However, because I’m an author, I don’t feel comfortable doing detailed reviews anymore (particularly in my own genre) because a) I probably know the author and b) if I leave a bad review, I’m guaranteed to be sitting next to that author at the next event, lol. So, I decided when I got published to stop reviewing beyond sharing “It was great!” if I truly loved a book.   But over time, I realized that I missed being able to jot down my thoughts about a book. Plus, if I didn’t write down something, I often forgot what the heck the book was about. So, I decided to start an old-fashioned, hand-written reading journal. I wasn’t sure I’d be able to keep up with…

Write, write, write. I plan to have two new wolf books and a jaguar book for 2018, need to figure out who and what. For the jaguar one, I want Howard, the former Enforcer, who desperately needs a mate. I envision in him in the jungle, where all big cats need to get away, and the Enforcer she-cat who is ready to put him on her hitlist if he doesn’t toe the line. And one of Grant’s brothers, for a new Highland Wolf book. Not sure about the other. I’ll be writing another YA fae story, cougar shifter, Medieval Highlander, and polar bear shifter book. Other than that, I can’t wait to visit a friend and fan who took me to see two wolf reserves in Minnesota and we’re going back. She and another friend, who took me all over San Diego, will be there, and we all went to see the wolves in New Mexico together. I want to see the wolf reserve near where my son is stationed in Omaha, also. I love to share pictures of them with my fans. I’m thinking of going to Denver to RWA and one of the ladies living there said she’d…