Okay, so I've already established that I'm a foodie, and life in the San Francisco Bay Area has been very good to me. Now that I'm relocating to nearly South of the Border in San Diego in just a few days, I've taken it upon myself to bid farewell to my favorite restaurants.
My waistline will hate me for this, and I'm sure that I'll be hitting play on BOD more frequently than ever, but for now, I indulge. Yesterday was Italian; tomorrow is sushi. I ate one of my favorite subs with the ever-famous "dirty sauce" today…
Actually, if I re-read my own blog entry months down the road and I ask myself why I can't get rid of the last stubborn 10 (*ahem* 15) pounds, I will look to this past month and know EXACTLY why.
Crap, I think I need an intervention.
I write contemporary Romance that often centers around our most joyous occasions – holidays – and the stories tend to have a “clean and wholesome†feel. My books have multicultural main characters that are strong-willed and purpose-driven, and there is always a happily-ever-after (HEA). The stories vary in heat-level, from sweet NA first-love romantic stories to contemporary romances with a dash of suspense and tastefully heated, sensual moments.
