SUMMER OF LOVE Three best friends from the city are coming home this summer—and temperatures are going to soar. For each, the small lakeside town of Ely holds warm memories of erotic trysts and first crushes, passionate nights and bittersweet heartbreak. Now they are returning to their hometown for the hottest summer of their lives—and three new chances at love. . . For Serena, the bored would-be socialite, the passion she’s been missing comes in the form of a man all wrong for her—for all the deliciously right reasons. For Ceci, the poet and cynic, the art of love was a carefully orchestrated game—until the town bad boy teaches her the pleasure of losing control. And for Lily, the cable TV star recovering from a broken marriage, the carefree summer fling she’d begun with Ely’s most handsome and eligible resident burns with a sensual heat that will melt every taboo. Neither Lily, Ceci, nor Serena knows how the summer will end, but one thing is certain—each will experience a seduction to remember. . .
Author
And it all began rather serendipitously. Long ago, as they say, in another time, when fast food hadn't reached our area and the only shopping was what the feed mill offered, I was reading a book that annoyed me . My husband was lying beside me in bed, watching TV. Turning to him, I sort of petulantly said, "How the hell did this book get published?" "If you think you're so smart," he replied, with one eye still on the TV, "why don't you write a book?" So I did. And very badly. I've since learned how to do, he said, she said, and a great variety of other adverb heavy, sometimes lengthy explanations of why my characters are saying what they're saying, along with finally coming to an understanding of what things like POV means. Point of View for you non-writers}. Although, I still don't fully comprehend why it matters if you switch POV and I cavalierly disregard it as much as possible. So while my technical skills have hopefully improved, what hasn't changed is my great joy in writing. There's as much pleasure today in listening to my characters talk while I type as fast as I can, as there was the first time I put dialogue to paper—in long-hand, then, in my leather bound sketch-book.
