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Not your grandma's PBS

I have my English tea K-cups at the ready, beside my beloved Keurig.  I have a recipe for crumpets and will be shopping for the ingredients tomorrow.  I’ve been toning up my British accent for days now and I’m getting bloody good, if I do say so myself.

Why am I doing this stuff, you ask?

Well, if you have to ask, you won’t understand. But try to keep up. I’m only going to say this once.

Downton Abbey Season 4 looms on the horizon. 


The 1920s and flapper-fashion are the next big thing, and PBS is the new guilty pleasure for many of us.

But let me back up just a bit and explain to you non-believers.  Let me enlighten those of you who never ever ever click on the PBS channel for fear of being cursed with terminal boredom.

PBS is not like it used to be.  PBS carries amazing, quality viewing entertainment that will not only exercise your brain, but also lubricate your senses while seamlessly transporting you to other times, places and cultures. 

Downton Abbey is a prime example of superior, quality television.  From the writing to the characters, costumes and drama, Downton Abbey will spin its magic on you and leave you begging for more.

If you don’t believe me, just try out Season 1.  You can find it online, perhaps Netflix and/or Hulu Plus.  I can almost guarantee you won’t be able to stop after Season 1. In fact, I’d love to be a fly on the wall to see your delight and anticipation for each and every episode. 

If you decide to give it a view, let me know what you think. 

And, you’re welcome.

Those of you already hooked on Downton Abbey can relate to my obsession.  Some folks even have Downton Abbey viewing parties, in which everyone dresses up as his/her favorite character on the show.  My favorite character is Lady Violet, played by the amazing Maggie Smith.  I won’t be dressing up like her, but I will most certainly be toasting her entrance with a big gulp of my English tea.  Hell, I may even get up and curtsy. The possibility is not out of the question.

The premier episode of Downton Abbey Season 4 is but two days away.  I don’t know if I can wait that long. But I need to make it!   I hope I can!  As Lady Violet would so aptly put it: “Don’t be defeatist, dear, it’s very middle class.”

Lastly, just to whet your appetite and get your curios juices flowing; I’ve provided a few tidbits of info on some of the characters:

  • 4th from the right is Lady Mary.  Everyone she sleeps with seems to die. Reminds me a bit of the black widow spider who mates, has hot spider-sex, then kills her lover. 
  • 2nd from the right is Tom Branson.  He used to be the family chauffeur, but married the youngest daughter, who promptly died in childbirth, leaving Tom to raise their daughter alone. So, now Tom and his daughter are forever upstairs instead of downstairs.  A fairly tale story within a story.  This is good stuff, people.
  • 3rd from the left is Thomas Barrow. An ambitious, scheming footman, Thomas is the one you love to hate. He’s a schemer and a dreamer. He’s also gay which adds spice via a few steamy love scenes as well as heartbreaking rejections.  Thomas will annoy you, but you won’t forget him.


Okay, that is enough teasers for you.  So, what are you waiting for?  For you unfortunate souls who have yet to journey through the Downton Abbey experience, go forth and binge watch the first 3 seasons.  You won’t get much sleep, but you will thank me for leading you into temptation.

I love it when that happens.


*Images from Google Images


Announcing Dark Pretense Online Launch Party!

Well, it took long enough, didn’t it?   You’ve seen the title plastered all over my blog, Facebook and Twitter.  You’ve witnessed me promising delivery, and then postponing…a couple of times if memory serves.

Not this time!

Dark Pretense is finally here.  The Kindle edition is already on Amazon, and the paperback will be there within days.

So it is time to party!

Please join me online at  My Facebook Author Page (click here)  on Friday, September 6th from 4 to 6 pm PST. 

There will be fun, frivolity, and even a couple prizes.  I’m hoping to even come up with a couple of fresh new jokes for the occasion, but I make no promises on that one.

And if you can’t make it, don’t feel bad or anything.  It’s ONLY my 60th birthday that day.

Just sayin..

So, if you really really really want to make my birthday special, drop by the party.  And while you’re at it, drop over to Amazon and pick up a copy of my new book.   

And if you happen to know any new jokes please share.  I know we can all use a good laugh these days.

LOVE you all!  See you Friday! 




Image from Google Images



Hey! Look over there!!!



Over there!  To your right.  Do you see it? 






Yes!  That's my new novel. And folks, it is now available on Amazon for the Kindle edition. Synopsis of the book is below:

What would happen if a child’s pretend games never ended?

Katy played games with her pretend friends when she was a little girl. However, those friends did not disappear as she grew older.  Instead, she maintained and nurtured them and her unique world. She also made new imaginary friends with which to act out her maturing games.

The imaginary games changed as Katy grew older, becoming darker, sensuous and sometimes lethal.  She would go to any lengths to protect the secretive world she had created. 

One day, Louisa entered Katy’s life. The two became instant adversaries. Louisa knew there was a lot more to Katy than what appeared on the surface and she was determined to learn her secrets. Katy, however, was even more determined to keep them hidden.

Would Katy be successful at hiding her secrets and continue living in both the real world and her special, pretend world?  Or would Louisa delve into Katy’s life just enough to put herself in harm’s way?

And so began a dangerous dance between the two… 


Hope you will enjoy my book. It has truly been a labor of love. If you have the time, please leave a short review on Amazon.   That really helps and is much appreciated!

So YAY! I am so excited. I'm grinning from ear to ear! Nothing like that "new book" feeling to make this author's whole day. Or month. Or year even.  YAY!


One day it just hits you

Every now and then, something happens or someone says something that touches my core. I’m sure you know what I mean. You finally get it. Your eyes open and you see a situation with clarity and instead of feeling overwhelmed, you are energized and hopeful.

When it happens, it is a beautiful moment.

Without going into details and in order to protect the innocent, I will not disclose the conduit of my newly realized revelations.  A girl has to have a little mystery, after all.

Simply put, I am back. I am moving away from the gloom and doom. I am stepping out of the pity party and getting back to the business of my life.  It’s about time.

I’ll be 60 years old in a few weeks, and I refuse to let this milestone pass without recognizing its significance and celebrating the fact that I have been blessed and privileged to live 60 years.  Wow!

My second book, Dark Pretense, will be out around my birthday, and I hope you will celebrate with me by checking it out.   It has been a labor of love that I wish to share with the world.  Just knowing I am providing a few hours of entertaining reading to anyone warms my soul and fuels my passion to write, write, and write.

Details to come.

Much love!!

Now go out there and enjoy this amazing day!




Image from Google Images


Four More Weeks!


Good day family, friends, and writerly colleagues!  I promised a launch date for my new suspense novel, Dark Pretense, and I am delivering!

Save the date!  Tuesday, May 28th, 2013.

I am so excited to announce this book launch!  Dark Pretense has been almost two years in the making, began during the NaNoWriMo writing competition in 2011.  It was put on the back burner for a long time, mostly due to other commitments and not being able to clone my twisted imagination…or my typing fingers. 

Oh that I could….

I’m bursting with pride. I’m exhausted. I am desperately in need of a manicure. I’m giddy. I’m grumpy (my very patient partner insisted I throw this one in).  I’m humble.  And did I say I am proud?  Cause I am.

But most of all, I am satisfied. If you write, you know what I am talking about.  I have been through writer’s block, which is code for “total brain disconnect.”  I have been through writer’s fright, which is code for “I’m scared to death someone will find a typo.”  I have been through writer’s high, which is code for “drinking through the pain and memory lapses”. 

But I digress…

Yes, I’ve been through that, too.  Digression just about did me in, but I made it through. I am a rock.

So, folks, please do me the honor of helping me celebrate this amazing journey.  

More details to come.  Which is code for “I’m gonna bug the shit out of you people and you’ll get fucking sick of seeing my name on your blog roll, face book, twitter, and/or email.  Also code for “Writer’s desperation”.  But you’ll still love me because that’s the kind of wonderful friends/family/readers I have.

So in the spirit of whatever I can still muster after this  I give you….


Until the launch of Dark Pretense

Be there or you’ll miss out on the prizes, cheap wine, canned cheese, pigs-in-a-blanket, and virtual huckleberry pie.  You’ll also miss out on the topless cocktail waitress and waiter (still taking applications for these positions), and really bad jokes (my personal favorite part of a book launch).

Trust me. You don’t wanna miss this, people. 

Can I be frank? 

This is big.

This is a thing.

And this is me, shamelessly plugging my face off.

Ya’ll come, ya hear?

Click HERE to see Party Details




 ADDENDUM:  Launch date has been changed to Thursday, June 13th from 4 to 7 pm PST.


On the awesomeness of Tuesday and new book cover art

Nothing special really happens on a Tuesday.  Let’s face it; Monday steals any thunder Tuesday may muster by being loaded with the tasks and responsibilities of a new week.  Then there is Wednesday, which is commonly referred to as ‘Hump Day’. One can dream, right?  Hump Day totally trumps Tuesday.  Thursday holds the anticipation of the upcoming weekend, thus leaving Tuesday bland and colorless. And I don’t even have to mention Friday because we all know Friday kicks ass! Both Saturday and Sunday are more noteworthy than Tuesday for obvious reasons. Duh, the weekend. ‘Nuff said.

Don’t you feel sorry for Tuesday now?

Well I’m about to change all of that!  As of today, which is Tuesday (unless you read this late Monday night, then just play along) there’s a new Book Cover in town!

Yes, folks, take a gander at the cover for my upcoming novel, Dark Pretense! Ain’t she a beauty?


However, as much as I may enjoy the limelight (and I do, immensely!)  I cannot take credit for this beautiful photo and cover art.  This is the expert crafting of my son, Glenn.  I had a vision (no pills or weed, just a real bonafide vision) of the kind of cover that would enhance my story and draw readers in.  Glenn took that vision and morphed it into something of which this Mom/author is mighty proud!

Thank you son! Once again, you have me bursting with pride and love. I am truly blessed.

That being said, my  son has done such an amazing job, I have already branded him as my own personal book cover graphic artist/photographer extraordinaire.  Yes, I said it.  He’s a rock star.

Glenn has become quite the accomplished photographer in a very short time. When he takes on a project, he goes full-on until he masters whatever mission he pursues.   If you’d like to see his beautiful photos on display, kindly visit his Flickr account at  Show him some love.  He is most deserving!

And now, about my new book…here’s a synopsis, a tease, if you will…

Katy has a secret, one she’s kept her entire life, and one she will go to any lengths to protect.  Louisa is drawn to Katy and her secret, and determined to uncover her past. As Katy’s life unravels, more clues are revealed, and Louisa realizes Katy’s potential to be of danger to anyone who crosses her path. A cat and mouse game of deadly proportions ensues as Louisa struggles to stay one step ahead of Katy in order to protect herself and others. Will Louisa succeed in uncovering the dark side of Katy, or will she meet her own untimely demise before completing her self-appointed mission?


Stay tuned!  Launch date for

Dark Pretense

will be announced soon!



Why fiction?

People often ask me why I write fiction. Hell, I ask myself that on a daily basis. I say, “Terri, why do you write fiction?” I mean, it really is a pain in the ass. It’s not like you can put it down and pick up where you left off the next day. It is a tiring, seemingly endless process.

And I love it.  That’s why I write fiction. Because I fucking love it.

I did spend the last two years writing lots and lots of non-fiction in the form of term papers and reports. I painfully recall the nightmare that was my thesis.  I have also written loads of non-fiction on this blog. And let us not forget (although I would very much like to) all those letters I wrote to my creditors, promising payment as soon as I landed a paying job. If any of my creditors are reading this, the check’s in the mail. Really.

I can write non-fiction. Really I can!

I just don’t want to.

Okay, those letters may have been more fiction than non-fiction, since I was stretching the truth and producing a little drama. Don’t judge.  So what, if I straddled the fence between fiction and non-fiction? It’s not the first time I ever straddled something…er, I mean straddled the fence about something.

Just yesterday I suffered through an anxiety attack brought on by my inability to decide whether to have a peanut butter sandwich with jelly or banana.  It was a tough decision.  Jailhouse Rock was playing on my iPod.  I was drawn in by images of pelvic thrusts and bedazzled capes.  I was leaning heavily (pun intended) toward Elvis’ personal fave.

What would you have done?

I ended up just eating the banana. No peanut butter. No sandwich. Just the banana. I’m a wild woman, but Elvis’ naughty gyrations just don’t do it for me anymore. 

It’s a freaking party-fest at my place.  Stuff is happening up in here all the time. Most people wouldn’t be able to handle all the excitement.  I’m serious. I’ve progressed all the way up to two naps, four trips up and down the hall with my walker, six cups of coffee, and eight trips to the potty…per day.  Throw in a jaunt to the door when the mailman knocks, and I’m pooped.  It hardly leaves any time or energy for frolicking, pillaging, or chasing my wife around the bed in my plaid boxers and John Elway football jersey. 

But you can’t have it all, right?

So that is why I write fiction.  I either completely make the shit up or I draw from some obscure previous experience in my life, then mix it all up in my head, and pepper it with dreams, desires, dirty dance moves, hallucinations, inclinations, delusions, and some seriously dramatized bullshit.

Then I write. 

For me it is not only a creative outlet for self-expression, but it is also a form of escapism.

And a damned good reason to drink cheap wine.


Can you take it?

Critics. The world is full of them. They have opinions. About everything.  Critics are a writer’s best friend or worst enemy, and sometimes both. If you write stuff and put it out there for people to read, you are lending yourself to possible ridicule and deprecation, which may lead to introspection and consequently, your self-esteem going straight in the toilet.

Don’t let this happen to you.  There is help out there. Where? Well, I’m here and I’ll listen to you.  I have a shoulder to lean on when some old biddy in Timbuktu buys the 99 cent Kindle version of your book and then leaves a review stating it put her to sleep.

Oh wait!  That’s not you.  That was me! 

I got that review!  Actually, I got two of them.  I believe it read something like, “Sara’s Sleep put me to sleep”.   OUCH.

I’m okay.  Well, I did receive my first two bad reviews for Sara’s Sleep recently, and my heart stopped briefly, followed by a bucket of ice water running through my veins.  It was surreal.  It was depressing. It was sad.  It sucked shit turds is what it did. 

To put it quite bluntly, my Pollyanna smile was turned upside down.  I have yet to pick my lower lip up off the floor.  I would plot my revenge if I had the time.  I even made up some brand new vicious names to call those misguided and totally wrong critics. 

But then it hit me

Crap criticism is going to happen. Not everyone loves everything. There are sour grape bitches out there.  Er, I mean, everyone is entitled to his/her opinion. 

So are you following me?  Don’t you understand what this means?  I have graduated!

I am now a real writer!  I have received nasty unfair shitty crappy and not nice   unfavorable criticism for my work and I have lived to tell the story.

Am I going to stop writing and presenting my work for public criticism? 

Hells no!

I’m going to salvage what’s left of my damaged lower lip, then take a much needed shower, and maybe even comb my hair.  Then after I scrape the leftover pizza cheese from my laptop, I’m going to write some more.

You can’t keep a determined old broad down for long.

Sara’s Sleep put her to sleep, my ass. 

I’m not bitter.  But if I could just get my hands around her scrawny little neck…

Hmmm, I’m beginning to get an idea about a new suspense novel. 

Writer stalks critic, film at eleven

Ok maybe not. 

I think I’ll just learn from the criticism and go on about my writerly business. 

The whole experience stung for a moment, but now I feel like so many writers out there.  I’ve been criticized and I’ve survived.

And, to quote a line from Downton Abbey:

“We shall not speak of this again.”