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Lily's Lemon Blueberry Cheesecake

Beanie, the main character in Blueberry Truth, likes to cook when she has the time. In the story, she makes her sister Lily's Lemon Blueberry Cheesecake.
It's a good choice if you're looking for a special desert.







Here's the recipe:

Ingredients:

Vanilla Wafer Crust:
4 cups vanilla wafers
1/2 cup butter, melted
1/2 teaspoon nutmeg

 Lemon Filling:
2/3 cup sugar
4 eggs
24 ounce block of cream cheese, softened and chopped
2/3 cup sour cream
1/3 cup lemon juice
1 teaspoon lemon zest

Blueberry Topping:
2 cups fresh blueberries
1/3 cup sugar
2 teaspoons water
1 tablespoon cornstarch

Directions
1. Process vanilla wafers in food processor or blender into fine crumbs. Combine with melted butter and nutmeg in a medium bowl

2. Press crust ingredients into the bottom of a greased nine inch spring form pan. Refrigerate  for one hour.

3. Preheat oven to 425 degrees

4. Beat eggs in large bowl. Add cream cheese, sour cream, lemon juice and lemon zest. Beat until well combined. Pour over chilled crust, spreading evenly.

5. Bake for 1 to 1 1/4 hour until crust is nearly set. Cool completely

6. Combine berries and sugar in medium saucepan. Cook and stir over medium heat for about five minutes until sugar is disolved.

7. Reduce heat to simmer and cook for another five minutes

8. Combine water and cornstarch in a small cup. Stir into berries until mixture is thickened. Allow mixture to cool completely.

9. Pour berries over cheesecake. Spread evenly. Cover and chill for six hours or overnight.

Enjoy!


Blueberry Truth

Poetry Jam: Yellow

This weeks poetry jam challenge is to write about a poem about color. Here's my take on yellow:
Yellow
Yellow is daffodil,daisy eye,a dandelion picked inchildhood spring,forsythiaand the tall rag of golden rod.
Yellow is the sallow skin ofage,parchment worn diaphanous,old words on paper leftto dry inside of books;kitchenswarm with baking bread.
Yellow is the midday sunyoke centered in albumen.
Primary,strong and soft, it mixeswith the blue of skyand becomes greenlike grass
like hope.


For more colorful poems, check out Poetry Jam

Poetry Jam: Can't Hurt Us

 The Challenge at Poetry Jam this week was to write a poem based on music or a song. 
The main character, Cass, in my latest book, Without Wings, is a singer/songwriter. As I always do, I listened to a lot of music while writing the book. Can't Hurt Us isn't based on any one song in particular. It's more a song that Cass might have written.


Can't Hurt Us
They told us we would burnIf we tried to touch the sunThat our waxen wings would meltAnd we would fall
They told us that the roadWas bent by broken dreamsRoadblocks along the wayMade of crushed flying machines
And nothing comes of seekingExcept empty open handsBut babyThey don't understand
There's a light down on thishighwayWe ride with our arms openThere's a thing alive withfeathersIn our heartsAnd I'll hold you in the circleof  promises unbroken
In the shelter of my armsThere is nothing that can't beNothing that can hurt usAnymore.


I'm currently searching for a publisher for Without Wings. And writing a few more songs for Cass to sing. For more poems based on music, visit Poetry Jam 

Book Beginnings: The Art of Racing in the Rain

[image error]  I've just finished reading Garth Stein's "The Art of Racing in the Rain." It's a story told by Enzo, one of the world's wisest philosophers. It happens that Enzo is a dog.
I loved the story right from the beginning:

"Gestures are all that I have; sometimes they must be grand in nature. And while I occasionally step over the line and into the melodramatic, it is what I must do in order to communicate clearly and effectively."

 For more book beginnings, visit A Few More Pages

Announcing Afterglow!

[image error] India Othmar isn't having a great year. Her husband ofthirty-one years has left her for their son's ex-girlfriend. Her grown childrenhave moved home. Her best friend Eva seems determined to set her up with everyoddball in their small Massachusetts town. And her most significantrelationship these days is with Cherry Garcia. But India is more resilient than she thinks. Andthough it will take a broken arm, a lawn littered with engine parts, somecreative uses for shoes, and a scandalous love affair of her own, she learns,much to her surprise, that her life hasn't ended with her marriage. 

Afterglow, a romantic funny celebration of what happens when a women gets a second chance at happiness she never knew she wanted, is coming to Champagne Books in January 2013!
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Have a wonderful holiday!

Wishing you all a wonderful and joyous holiday!

Champagne Books Christmas Party

Come join me at the Champagne Books Christmas Party!
Today at 9pm. Bring mistletoe!

#SixSunday: Six sentences from Blueberry Truth

 Today's six sentences are from Blueberry Truth:


"Broke his nose while he slept. The uncle claims she tried to killhim. He may press charges."Kids get sent to this school for all sorts of reasons. I've hadchildren in my class who set fires, children who ran away from home, andchildren who were taken out of abusive or neglectful homes. But I've never hada kid who attempted murder.
Blueberry Truth  is available through Etopia Press  For more six sentence snippets, check out Six Sentence Sunday

Visit me at Rhythem Poets

I'm doing a guest appearance at with Holly Hunt and Rhythem Poets today. Stop by and say hello!

Six Sentence Sunday: Opening of Blueberry Truth

For today's Six Sentence Sunday, I'd like to share the opening of Blueberry Truth:



Johnny Mathis has sung "Chances Are" four times now, andchances are not awfully good Mac will be home anytime soon. I try to besympathetic; Mac is a pediatric cardiologist. His high-pressure job hasirregular hours, and he's stood me up before, though always with good reason.Mac wouldn't be Mac if he didn't go the extra mile for his patients. Butdespite all his good intentions, I'm about ready to throttle him.He's not the only one who's got a tough job. 

For more great six sentence snippet, visit Six Sentence Sunday.