Falling in love with my words

I’m getting together excerpts for Elle Kennedy’s and my upcoming blog tour, and a wonderful thing is happening. I’m falling in love with Rocky Mountain Angel all over again.

Maybe that sounds egotistical, but I’m okay with that. I figure if I don’t love what I write, neither will readers. I go back and re-read my own stories and I enjoy them. I even laugh in the right places.

Maybe it sounds odd for another reason– like don’t I love the book a ton? Well, I do, but here’s the reality. Since I handed in Angel to my editor I’ve written three other books, had two books release (thus promo for them), started planning three more books in different series…you get the idea. I remember the main plot points of Angel, but the little details are making me smile, or making my heart break. Like:

The ache inside throbbed like a living creature trying to break free.

You’ll get a chance to read snippets from Angel during the tour that begins November 12. In the meantime, I’m going to gloat that I get to read this really great, angsty-cowboy book. Yes, it’s my own.