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August 5, 2013

The To-Do List.

1. Heal dislocated left ring finger so I can type reasonably well.


2. Work on ‘static’ website. Cool!


3. Edit and re-release two books. Yee-hawwww!


4. Complete new YA. Can’t believe I’m actually writing a YA, but if I dream it I must write it.


5. Try not to miss Iowa tooooooo much. Missing it. Missing it.


6. Stare at the amazing dystopic cover created specifically for me by a dear friend. Then work on the dystopic story.


I tried, I swear. Tried to stop blogging. Could. Not. Do. It. So the new polic...

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Published on August 05, 2013 12:48

August 3, 2013

No ma’am, nobody put it here.

The Salt Flats west of Salt Lake City.

The Salt Flats west of Salt Lake City.


So when you’re driving west of Salt Lake, and it’s hot, like maybe 96′ hot, and even the water in your water bottle is hot, and you have to keep the windows open rather than use the air so the dog won’t puke, you stop whenever you have an opportunity, even if it’s just to park on a cement slab beneath a cement awning because you want shade.


So we stopped to look at the Salt Flats. Now, the Salt Flats have been around a long long time. You’ve probably seen...

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Published on August 03, 2013 18:22

August 2, 2013

Ah, the Journey.

So a cross-country road trip is like writing a book. You begin at the beginning but you can’t reach the end without driving through the middle. Gotta let the ride happen, can’t rush it.


My son and I are on a dip your feet into the Atlantic all the way to a dip your feet into the Pacific kind of trip.


Maine is water and mysterious primeval forests. Massachusetts and Upstate New York are trees. Pennsylvania is rolling farmland. Ohio is much the same. Indiana is quick, thank god, and Illinois is a...

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Published on August 02, 2013 19:34

July 28, 2013

Get Your Paranormal Goodness for a mere $.99

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Incorporeal


Sara Wise is sick of ghosts. They’ve haunted her since she was a child, destroying her family, endangering her life. When an incorporeal being appears in her shower, she curses him soundly and orders him out, but this ghost is sticky. Not only does he invade her shower, he moves into her home, invading her dreams, sharing her bed. The reluctant Sara finds herself falling in love with a dead man.

Despite Sara’s objections, Natan de Manua isn’t permitted to leave. Protecting the woma...

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Published on July 28, 2013 10:03

July 25, 2013

A Few Deep Breaths.

As you all know, I’m working on the site. Everything has to be put on hold because I’m heading out to Boston, hanging with author Penny Watson for a few hours, meeting my son, and driving back to California with him and his dog. Will be an adventure… a stressful adventure.


Oh my god. I’ve been doing some serious traveling over the past year. To be honest, it’s starting to get to me. I miss my boys. Especially the cute one–


He has a scar on his nose. Chicks dig scars.

He has a scar on his nose. Chicks dig scars.


So I’m working on a brand ne...

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Published on July 25, 2013 11:21

July 24, 2013

Yes I do know my own name.

My name’s spelled wrong. Working on something here. I do know how to spell my own name— it’s a simple mistake I’m trying to correct.


Be patient. I’m not a techie person.


But I need a little time to mess around with this new header. Love, Julia



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Published on July 24, 2013 22:30

New Page!

Fun With Jake! Doggy fun!




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Published on July 24, 2013 09:30

July 21, 2013

My New Cowboy Boots!

Just so you know… one daughter picked out the great cowboy boots when I was up in Montana – at Murdochs. Believe me, if you haven’t shopped at Murdochs, you should. The other daughter picked out the sexy shirt? blouse? top? at a little boutique in Sonoma.


Everything I know about fashion and makeup I’ve learned from my kids. If it was up to me I’d wear jeans and tee shirts or quite possibly a nun’s habit in order to avoid choosing clothes.


And no… this does not mean I’m back to blogging, just sh...

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Published on July 21, 2013 12:37

July 19, 2013

A Sampling of My Bestsellers:

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“Stolen moments are two words that come to mind when I think of the love story between Mari and Ekkatt. I loved watching and reading as Ekktatt’s entire existence as a transporter comes into question – especially when he thinks of Mari. Their life together is dangerous – they could be recaptured at any time. But the most important fact that stands out is the fact that despite differences and preconceptions, these two loving people fell in love. That is what made Captured a tender and well tol...

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Published on July 19, 2013 12:05

July 17, 2013

I’ve updated My Books page!

Check it out! Hover your cursor over the My Books page and you’ll see my books. Julia



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Published on July 17, 2013 15:22

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