Roadtrip 2013


My car is packed, my trusty wingman is on her way from lovely NoCal; and bright and early tomorrow we are on our way to Atlanta for the Romance Writer’s of America Annual Conference. 

Why drive, you ask? isn’t is expensive with the cost of gas and everything?

The thing is- a road trip is special. It’s a journey of exploration, a time to reflect on your life and choose your destiny. And while we may not be doing Kerouac’s ON the ROAD– we can damn sure throw our heads back, kick up let our hair flow and listen to some Freebrid with the windows down! It’s also vital research and photographic inspiration for the NA I’ll be pitching at the conference about a young woman stuck in the rut of life who decides to take a leap and get on the road to follow her favorite Indie musician. 

OK- it’s also an excuse to get out there and eat at all the great dives and see the countryside- I really need more corn pictures!

How many times in your life can you pretend you’re Thelma and Louise?Image

Of course this could be more like a Lampoon’s vacation- it seems the world is set against us today- my old phone- which had every app known to man has decided it wanted a different vacation than this one- so I have a nice shiny new iPhone. Fog is socking in the LA basin, making flights from NoCal delayed. Nothing like sitting on the Tarmac with no way of begging for that drink…

So let’s hope we don’t end up like this in the middle of Texas:



And if we see a hitchhiker- chances are it won’t be Brad Pitt but this guy right here:Image

So we’ll be tweeting/Instagramming/facebooking/ our way across the States- hitting sights like Cadillac Ranch and Meter Crater- seeing the Grand Ol Opry before cruising to Hotlanta for some fun with our friends. 

If you are following me on twitter- be prepared for randomness (I’m @JennyferBrowne for those looking) and here on instragram (I’m kinda boring on Instagram- but now I have a cool IPhone!)

So we’ll see you in Atlanta if you’re going to RWA- and if you see two crazy ladies at some place the Guy from Diners Drive-ins and Dives has been to- yeah- that’s probably us!

Roadtrip 2013!Image


Summer Heat Blog Tour- Just Like in the Movies by M.B. Feeney


I’m very excited to send a little love to some fellow authors this month as part of the Summer Heat Blog Tour. Today, I want to introduce you to M.B. Feeney’s Just Like in the Movies:


Ava Jones has settled for a life that she’s not sure she wants anymore, but won’t admit it. Her best friend, Erica Davidson talks her into taking a break on the Isle of Wight. Her days on the island are spent thinking things through, and arguing with Morgan whom she hates on principal.
Is it so wrong for her to want a life that follows the script of a honest to God romance film?


I’d met Marcus Tripp not long after joining Wilson Insurance. Although I’d never really fancied him, he was persistent. Our friendship had grown, and we’d fallen into a routine that suited both of us. I was happy with the attention, and the sex . . . yeah, it was okay. As time passed, the earth rarely moved when we were intimate; more often than not, it was pretty much over before it began. Still, we stayed together, more out of habit and familiarity than anything else. We did love each other. I just wasn’t sure that it was enough.

In the evenings I spent alone, I would daydream about living the life of a lead in a Hollywood chick flick, but then reality would slap some sense into me. My life was as good as it was going to get. I wasn’t about to be swept off my feet any time soon. Marcus and I were comfortable, and that was enough — for me, at least. I was too scared to ask Marcus what he felt.

We tried for a couple of years to have children, but it never happened. After many serious discussions, we decided to give up on the idea altogether. That was when we bought our first fur baby: a beautiful Collie cross called Rhea. She was our little girl, and we both doted on her. We assuaged our guilt over our mutual neglect by caring for Rhea, devoting our attention to another living being rather than to each other. The puppies, Remus and Romulus, soon joined her, and our “family” was complete.

For as long as I’d known him, Marcus had played Sunday League football, which was followed by an afternoon with his teammates at the very pub I was now approaching. Coupled with training one evening a week, his evenings out gave me more than enough time to spend with Erica or at home with the dogs.

“Have you thought any more about that holiday I mentioned?” Erica asked while we claimed our usual table. Our customary bottle of red wine was already ready and waiting for us.

“I have . . .” My words drifted away when I thought back to her idea of a girlie getaway on the Isle of Wight. Just as its name suggested, the top-class Lakeside Hotel with attached spa was located right next to a beautiful lake. Bliss.

“And?Why the hesitation?” Erica pushed like she always did, her blue eyes flashing once more as she looked into my brown ones.

The idea of a real getaway made the blonde hairs on the back of my neck stand on end, but I tried to rein in my excitement. “I don’t know. It sounds amazing, and Lord knows I could do with some time away.”

“Do it, then.”

I knew I had enough holiday time available at work. Screw it.

“Let’s do it.”


About the Author:

MBM. B. Feeney is an army brat who finally settled down in Birmingham, UK with her other half, two kids and a dog.  She’s also a student teacher, a doodler and a chocoholic.  Writing has been her one true love ever since she could spell, and publishing is the culmination of her hard work and ambition.

Signing up with Renaissance Romance Publishing to publish her first novella as part of  a compilation in December 2012 was the first step in her writing career that she hopes will span many more works and years.

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