A new year was a chance to start over. Maybe even, just maybe, there would be a peace on earth for one entire day.

A new year was a chance to start over. Maybe even, just maybe, there would be a peace on earth for one entire day.

I don't always want to read serious fiction. But when I read fiction that's not serious, I don't want to read brain candy. Entertain me, for God's sake.

My family always comes first. My world revolves around my husband, Peter, our daughter, Victoria, and our son, William, but not necessarily in that order. Then, it's this fascinating world of publishing that devours most of my days and many nights.

That's what I wanted for myself for even just a little while-to be unaware of the rest of the world. I needed some time.

What I wanted to do was to earn enough money to pay for my mother's house. When my mother passed away, I wanted to buy it from the rest of my family and keep the house in the family. That was the only reason I even attempted writing for money.

I love to cook, my husband and I collect wine, and in my head, I am always on Sullivan's Island, walking the beach listening to the song of the ocean.