A Thanksgiving Letter – From Scarlett

Scarlett  (From It Was All The Daisy’s Fault) took over! You see, Greta owner of Peppermint Sweet, left her in charge over the holidays. She believed Cole “settled” her a bit. Oh, ye, of so much faith! Scarlett will always be herself no matter what, and I believe this Thanksgiving Day letter proves she cannot be tamed.

Hi Peppermint Sweeties,
Happy Thanksgiving! It’s me, Scarlett. The woman who makes all your dreams come true, i.e. spins magic via an espresso machine.

Greta and I would like to thank you for your loyalty and patronage over the last few years. We’ve had a blast sating your sugar cravings and caffeine needs at our little bake and coffee shop—and that’s all thanks to you.

Also a big thank you to all who voted for Peppermint Sweet in the Moorsville Best Of list put out by the town’s City Paper. We would like to congratulate Starbucks, which came in first. Truly. They keep us on our toes. I mean, they don’t have a bistro table in a floor-to-ceiling, front window whose chairs have heart-scrolled backs–and which have seen a dozen marriage proposals over the years. They also don’t have Chloe’s magic pies. Or, my cake decorating skills. But we don’t mind them winning. Really.

Now. On to Peppermint Sweet’s holiday menu! You have parties to plan, catering to order, and wishes to make (remember Chloe’s magic pies).

Chloe’s pie menu has been up for six hours and you all scare me at how sugar-addicted you are. She does have a limit, however, so click here to order. Like, today. Seriously.

After all, you heard about Phoebe and Henry, right? I am not going through what happened between those two lovebirds who fought over the last fruitcake last season. It’s how they met but fighting over a dessert is just sad even if ours will turn your ideas about fruitcake around.

(Waving to Phoebe and Henry who got married last month. We catered. Yes, fruitcake was on the menu.)

Anyway, don’t be them. A wedding coming out of such a confrontation is not guaranteed. Even if you consume an entire cherry love pie made by Chloe.

Instead, be you.

Order on time.

Then get in here because I will sell anything that isn’t picked up and I hate it when you get all sad and we’ll end up back in the kitchen baking together because no way will I let you walk away empty-handed.

(Kudos to Mrs. Stevens who at least brought wine to our late night bake-a-thon when we ran out of the red velvet cupcakes she had to have for an eventSome of them even got frosted before I passed out.)

PLACE HOLIDAY ORDERS HERE. In advance. Really.

Love and Kisses,
Greta, Scarlett, and Chloe

Conversations with Characters

Unidentified hero: Let’s go for a walk. I have things to dictate — scene changes I want.
Me: No time. I have a jazillion zoom calls today.
Him: I may not want to talk tomorrow.

Me: I’ll have to risk it, oh, exalted one.
Him: Man, you’re testy today. 
Okay, 2 a.m. it is.
Me: Don’t you dare.
Him: It’s quiet then. No Zoom calls. They never say anything interesting anyway. Hey, why don’t we have a scene where I slip under the desk and go down on her while she’s on one of those work calls and she has to keep it together with her boss watching and–

Me: Slow down. I need to get all this down.
Him: Thought you didn’t have time.

Me: Every woman’s got time for that.

Conversations With Characters

Here’s a sneak peek into what goes on in my head. Or should I say — what goes on between me and my characters. They’re so bossy!

Him: Did you just use the word “snarled?”
Me: I’ve been waiting my whole life to find a good place to use it.
Him: Scowled would be better.
Me: Overdone.
Him: I want to scowl. And then smile unexpectedly.
Me: Then you’re out of the story
Him: I’m letting out a breath I didn’t know I was holding.
Me: What?
Him: Plunged into her hot center. Mewled like a kitten.
Me: What the ever lovin—?
Him: Dewy petals. Steely Shaft. His velvet length.
Me: STOP!
Him: [[Leans in closer]] Moist.
Me: Now you’ve gone too far. Okay, you can scowl. But only once.
Him: Then I’m letting out a breath–
Me: Alright. Alright. You can scowl and then smile. But no one’s getting moist.

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Nick and Chloe can’t be more different. He is a realist and craves freedom. She believes in magic pies and dreams of settling down.

But if he can get Miss Sunshine Chloe to be his fake date in exchange for helping her land her dream man?

He’ll finally prove to his bosses he’s stable enough for that promotion and Chloe can take that–shudder–march to the marital coffin.

Except her pie’s wishing magic goes haywire and all their pretend kisses turn smoking hot.

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It Was All The Daisy’s Fault

My 20th book is live! I can remember the day that my very first book, Holiday Ties, went live. I thought “that’s it. I’ve done it.”

But here’s the thing about writing. It’s addictive. I wanted to do more. So, I did. And even more after that. It’s been an incredible eight years.  Thank you for going on this book journey with me.

Now, about Cole and Scarlett. Some people call Scarlett the devil. Others say she’s an angel. Cole isn’t sure which. Thankfully for us, Scarlett decided to help him clarify his assessment–mostly by being herself. Finding your courage to become fully yourself is a common theme in my books. This one is no exception. Let’s just say Scarlett taught me a lot.

As always, thank you for reading. xo

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