I dunno who is more excited, me or Jo…but yes, it’s party time!
Jojo living her best life.
IT’S LAUNCH DAY FOR RENEGADE!
The town of Renegade, Colorado is officially open for business, and I am so excited to introduce you to it.
What town,
Help a gal out!
So, just a quick note today, with a hot request and a link to a FREE BOOK!
Can you help a gal out?
Please, Jojo says…
We’re launching a fun new collection at Sunrise Publishing this fall—cozy romances set in the fictional town of Maple Lake, Minnesota. I’m writing the first one,
Oh the fun!
So, to simplify, let’s start with this.
We just wanted to go to our nephew’s wedding.
Now, I’m going to add that at this said wedding, our grandchildren would be attending, so that’s important to know.
Now, we’ll back up. One of our family values is to Show Up.
It’s happening…
It’s happening.
The hunt I’ve been promising you? The one I’ve been not-so-subtly teasing for approximately forever?
IT STARTS NOW.
THE HUNT FOR ALAN MARTIN is officially launched.
Four elite operatives. Four corners of the world. One man who can’t stay hidden forever.
You’ve watched Alan Martin wreak havoc across my books—plotting to assassinate a president,
Oh my bones hurt!
So I spent the weekend on my knees. And no, not in prayer—though there was some of that, too, mostly in the form of “Lord, please let this grout line be straight.”
We finally finished the bathroom floor. FINISHED. As in, hexagonal tile laid, grouted, and looking like something out of a home magazine (if that magazine also featured a middle-aged woman groaning every time she stood up).
She’s already taking over!
I need you to look at this photo.
Sarah sent me this the other day, and I about died. That is my granddaughter. At Sarah’s desk. On Sarah’s keyboard. Looking like she’s about to bang out a three-book deal before bedtime.
I mean, of course this child is already claiming the writing desk.
All the excitement!
So there we were Sunday night, standing outside like the true Space Coast locals we are, watching a rocket scream across the sky.
Fun, right?
But that wasn’t even the only thing that launched on Sunday. Because earlier that day, THESE guys happened:
TEAM USA TOOK HOME THE GOLD.
To all the dreamers out there…
So you know how last Saturday I was on an airboat dodging gators?
On Sunday, (after church!) I went full space nerd.
I spent the day at Kennedy Space Center and it always just…moves me. Here’s the thing—when you’re standing out at the launchpad area, looking at where actual human beings strapped themselves into a tin can sitting on top of basically a giant firework and said “Yeah,
My first Saturday off in a month!
So…this weekend, I had my first glorious, no-deadlines, no-edits, no-one-needs-anything Saturday. And how do I spend it?
With Gators.
We had friends in town, so we hunted down an Airboat tour! I strapped into an airboat in the Florida swamp, hair whipping around my head, heading out into the swampy murk to hunt down gators.
A Dangerous Gentleman
I dunno about you, but this has been my view all week.
I love the winter Olympics (probably the Minnesota gal in me). Anyone else weep when Lindsay Vonn fell on her Olympic comeback? Gotta give the girl props. I have a knee replacement, and the idea of skiing on it… yikes!
Anyhoo…thanks to Sarah who wrote last Tuesday’s letter.