For those of you patiently awaiting the release of THE WARRENS, here is a small excerpt. (Unedited)

When Rob’s plane landed at the San Francisco airport the next morning, it was foggy, rainy, and cold— though not nearly as cold as Chicago. He shook Captain Jack’s hand and thanked him for a safe flight. The driver of the family car appeared and helped Michael load Rob’s suitcases. As Rob was walking to the car, he was speaking with the driver and didn’t pay much attention as he opened the door to the backseat and climbed in.

He was still in mid-sentence when he realized he was not alone. His words dwindled off when he noticed someone in the car with him. In one dimly lit corner of the limo was Morgan. He swallowed hard. He could not speak, no words would come. She had taken him totally by surprise. The driver closed the door behind him, causing him to jump.

“Welcome home, McAllister,” she whispered. “Did you miss me?” He could barely see her face as she stretched her long legs across his lap. He ran his hands over the black stockings and shiny black pumps she wore. 

 “Yes,” he said when he finally found his voice again. Reaching out, he touched the sleeve of the black trench coat she wore. He grew hard thinking about what she might not be wearing underneath.

“How much?” she asked as she moved to where she could straddle him. The coat opened revealing a leopard print bra with black velvet trim. Her breasts spilled out over the top. With one click, she opened the front and released them for his pleasure.

“Wow!” Rob choked. It was almost impossible for him to speak. All the blood had left his head. He looked into her violet eyes and grinned as he ran his hands inside her coat and over her bare backside. His fingers played with the thin elastic of the matching thong she wore.

Morgan kissed him deeply. “Happy birthday, my love.” Pressing herself firmly against him, she kissed him again.

“God, I love being married to you,” he said when she finally let him come up for air.

“It’s only going to get better, McAllister,” she said as she slipped out of the coat.

 

It only gets better! Keep reading and I’ll keep bringing back romance one novel at a time!

Vickey

On this cold and snowy day in March, I have finally taken the time to sit down and update my blog! Last year was quite interesting, and by my personal standards, extremely unproductive for me. Although REMEMBERING was released in late summer and all three of my novels have finally made it to Kindle, I am somewhat disappointed in myself for not finishing a new book.

I took a job in March (about one year ago) for extra money to seriously promote the series. Advertising is not cheap and I needed the cash to pay for newspaper ads, promotional items, and internet ads. Some of it paid off and some of it did not. Needless to say, the job took from me much more than it gave. It took time away from me. For a little job in a tiny office there was more drama going on than any other place I have ever worked. Most days I came home too mentally exhausted to even think about writing. I weighed my options and decided that writing was far more important to me than solving employee’s problems and answering telephones. In November—I quit.

Then I took a long breath and an even longer look at my life. Writing is second nature to me. It is a gift I have been given and I am going to use that gift. I was really worried that I would not be able to write since I had neglected it so badly.  I thought about my characters every day. I even took my laptop to work with me and managed to write a paragraph here and there, but never without interruption. I guess you could compare it to putting your child in daycare while having to go to work. You know you have to do it. Or do you? Some have a choice and some don’t. Fortunately, I had a choice. I went home to write.

I soon realized that writing was much like riding a bicycle. I hadn’t forgotten how! I have picked up where I left off and have even noticed a marked improvement! So look out! I am back, and I am fully charged!

As many of you know, I started THE WARRENS but decided that I could not wrap up the story of the McAllisters in the prequel. So I have begun a second part to the book. THE WARRENS will still be one book (at this point) with a part one and part two. There is just too much to say and too much that I want to happen to the McAllisters to cram it in to just one.

Rob and Morgan have become a permanent fixture in my life, and I’m afraid I am not going to be able to give them up easily. So for their many fans out there I am officially announcing today that THE WARRENS is not the end of  THE PESCADERO CREEK SERIES. Yesterday, as I was writing, the characters took over (just as they usually do) and opened up a door for another book in the series. (In fact several more!) I can guarantee, you are going to love it. Since many of you enjoyed the CSI type material I wrote about in PESCADERO CREEK, I know you will enjoy this new direction the characters are about take.

Hopefully this year I will finish INN OF THE SEVEN CLANS which is weighing heavily on my mind. I also have another idea for another detective story. If only there were more hours in the day! By the way, it is good to be back!

Well, hello! I just wanted to let you all know I am still kicking! And writing!! The picture above is a shot of my Swap & Shop book signing (May 2012) at the Community Complex in Crossville. As you can see in the photo, I was surrounded by a whole lot of other vendors, but I am pretty sure I can say I was the only author there! It was a great way to introduce myself to the part of the community who had not heard of me and to connect with some of my readers who were surprised to see me there! It was a very humbling experience to have people come up to my table and express their love for my books and the characters I write about. I appreciate each and every one of you.

If you will, please notice the “beach bags” in the picture! They are the first item I came up with to promote the PC Series. A great big thank you goes out to Teresa Stevens at Promotions Plus in Crossville for all of her help in ordering these bags and getting them to me in time for my first summer signing. The bags are free with purchase at all of my signings this summer, at least until I run out! By the way, for those of you in Missouri and Illinois, I left some at Great Debate Books in Quincy-so if you missed my signing, you can pick one up there with a purchase of one or both of my books. Great Debate carries signed copies of both PESCADERO CREEK and UNDERCOVER. Stop by and see Matt or Char and tell them I sent you! The bags are available in McAllister Blue, Morgan’s Eyes, and Red Geranium and printed on the front is my caption, “Did you just call me ‘baby’?” You got to love it!

Now to answer the question on everyone’s mind! When will REMEMBERING be released??????? My answer is soon, extremely soon!! I know I promised a spring release, but unfortunately after a few stumbling blocks, my release was delayed and delayed and delayed!  I was hoping for a Mother’s Day Release, but it did not happen, Sometimes things just don’t  go the way we plan and there is not a whole lot we can do about it. Thanks for your patience and understanding. I know you will agree with me that it was worth the wait when you read it.  For you guys out there who like to read my novels, please don’t let the cover of REMEMBERING misslead you! No one is eaten by sharks or shot between the eyes in this one, but I am sure you will appreciate what I put the McAllisters through in the third installment in The Pescadero Creek Series! Don’t worry though, because in THE WARRENS Rob McAllister will be back in action when he goes to Chicago to catch a serial killer!

It is my goal to keep up with my blog and keep you all informed about my travels and signings and releases, but sometimes, I get “blogged down” (pun intended) with real life and since I have had to return to work full time to pay for all of these travels and promotions, sometimes there just isn’t a whole lot of time to blog. I kid you not, promoting books is expensive! But it has become a habit for me and I can’t and won’t stop! I invite you to check out my Facebook page, Pescadero Creek Series. There you will find all info about my latest releases and book signing dates.

Some tentative places I plan to be this summer are: Crossville, TN at the Shanks Center for the Arts; The Stagecoach Cafe; and the Art Circle Public Library. I will also be in Cookeville at Just for You and Nashville at ? (destination unknown at present time.)  I will also be heading to North Carolina and possibly Pacifica, California later in the year. So stay tuned! I’ll be popping up somewhere soon! 

I look forward to seeing each one of you at one point before the year is over! Seems like time is fleeting and my years are stacking up on one another! I try to squeeze out as much writing and/or promoting of every day possible – after I work eight hours!

As always, keep reading and I will keep bringing back romance, one novel at a time. My best to all of you. Vickey

OKAY ALL OF YOU LOYAL FOLLOWERS OF THE PESCADERO CREEK SERIES, it is time for another contest!  I need you to come up with a fabulous t-shirt that YOU, the reader, will be proud to wear!

Here’s what you need to do:

Help me come up with a design for a t-shirt which signifies the PESCADERO CREEK SERIES. What do you think of when I say, “Pescadero Creek?” I know, me too, but we can’t put that on there! I was thinking more along the lines of the broken gold chain with the wedding bands on one sleeve or perhaps a shark fin?

I know what colors the shirts should come in!  How about Morgan’s Eyes (deep violet) and McAllister Blue (blue-green) Yes??

I would also like to do a “hoodie” which could be slightly different from the t-shirt, obviously. Just remember hoodies have hoods, of course, so there is really no space on the back to put anything. So we have the front and the sleeves to work with. We could even add the color Red Geranium—remember Morgan’s favorite flower?

The design could also have a random thought or sentence or an excerpt from one of the books! I’d love to have something that I could adopt as a symbol or slogan for the series. What about the question Rob and Morgan are constantly asking each other? Did you just call me ‘baby?’  Do you have a favorite line from one of the books?  What about,  “No one will ever love you like I do?”

Or it could be something as simple as Rob loves Morgan! We could use a heart for the word loves! There are so many things that we could do!

The t-shirts and hoodies will be available for purchase through the blog and the PESCADERO CREEK SERIES Facebook page and of course at all my book signings. Price will depend on design and type of shirt and hoodie chosen. The winner will receive a free t-shirt or hoodie, depending which one he or she designs. Yes! There could be more than one winner! And a signed copy of the PESCADERO CREEK SERIES including the newest addition; REMEMBERING, as soon as it is available.

Speaking of REMEMBERING, which I am editing right now,  I have already come up with the cover for the third installment in the series! I don’t have a copy of it yet, but on the cover will be a pair of women’s running shoes, a stuffed rabbit, a baseball glove and baseball, and possibly a stethoscope. So feel free to use any of those objects in the your design!

Let’s see what you can come up with! Boa Sorte! OH YEAH! What about something in Portuguese? Eu te amo?

The Second Installment in the PESCADERO CREEK SERIES is now available on amazon.com and barnesandnoble.com!

In Undercover, the second installment in the steamy Pescadero Creek Series, Special Agent Robert McAllister leaves his family and goes undercover to catch the elusive Dr. Mitchell Stewart, an atrocious killer who has managed to successfully elude the agent and the FBI for the past year.

After plastic surgery and months of concealment, maniacal Stewart will be hard to track. Agent McAllister knows that if he is going to beat Stewart at his own game, he too will have to completely disguise himself. Once his own transformation is complete, the agent emerges with the brand new identity of Leo Devlin, a hard-core criminal who becomes a part of Stewart’s underground operation of narcotics, prostitution, and human trafficking.

In Victoria Williams-Fisher’s second novel, her readers will follow McAllister to San Francisco on a manhunt to capture California’s most-wanted criminal—the same cold-blooded killer who has held a grudge against the agent’s wife Morgan and her family for years and now has a vendetta with McAllister himself.

 While Rob is undercover, his new wife struggles with his absence in her life. Surrounded by security guards, Morgan creates a major scandal by turning to one of them for comfort while her husband is away. Lives are ripped apart and friendships are broken when she betrays her husband.

Will Agent McAllister survive the assignment and return to his family? If he does, will his wife and son be waiting at home for him? Or will they have given up on him and left for good?

http://www.amazon.com/Undercover-Victoria-Williams-Fisher/dp/1612250904/ref=sr_1_3?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1323637152&sr=1-3

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/books/1107900760?ean=9781612250908&itm=1&usri=victoria+williams+fisher

GOOD MORNING ALL!

For those of you who have read and loved PESCADERO CREEK, and are anxiously awaiting the release of UNDERCOVER, this if for you! Even if you haven’t had the chance to read PC yet (shame on you!) this is for you too!

Just go to Facebook and find the new PESCADERO CREEK SERIES page and Like it! Simple huh? Your name will go into a drawing and the first name drawn will get to choose from either the tote or the cap! The second name drawn will get the other! I may even throw in a signed copy of PC!

I will hold one drawing after I receive 100 likes. Then when I reach 200, I will hold another drawing! Come on, you know you love me! So like me! and while you’re at it, like my blog too! please and thank you!

In honor of my good friend Amber Marshall, who has just completed the Appalachian Trail, I decided to go for a short hike this morning all by myself. Now by short , I mean three miles. Amber’s hike was a little longer. Okay, it was a lot longer. She started in Georgia and ended up in Maine six months later. I began my walk this morning around nine and finished at noon.

So if you are paying attention you just read that it took me three hours to hike three miles. Here’s what happened:

I started out like any other morning in the state park near my house. I parked at the ranger station where my Ford Explorer will be easily spotted, you know, just in case something should happen to me on the trail. I headed across the road to  Byrd Lake and jumped on the short trail. This is a holiday week and many families are camping in the park and there are folks running on the trails and biking and fishing. . .  I finish the short trail which is probably just shy of a mile. I met up with several families along the way and we talked and said our “good mornings” and “beautiful days” and everyone is in a great mood because they are all on vacation. I am in a good mood because I live here and I can walk this trail every day if I want to!

At the end of the short trail, which is the Byrd Creek Trail, I come to the entrance of the longer Pioneer Lake Trail. Being in such a great mood and feeling confident about being alone I jumped right on that Pioneer Lake Trail which is two miles long. Usually I am very cautious but today I was totally unafraid of taking the trail by myself because of all the people present.

I’ve got my camera and I’m taking pictures of the beautiful park and the leaves and waving at people across the lake and just enjoying the hell out of my day. By this time I have worked up a good sweat and my muscles are all warmed up and I am trucking through those woods without a care. All of a sudden this story begins to form in my head. This is the story that I came up with driving back and forth between North Carolina and Tennessee. You see I used to work  near Charlotte in a nuclear power plant and I would commute back and forth on the weekends.

The story is about a woman who runs away from home and hides in Cherokee, North Carolina, where she finds herself, literally, and someone very special. Of course there is more to the plot than that, but you will have to read it! As I am walking I am writing the first chapter of the book, which may be called Inn of the Seven Clans, if I get permission to use it. I have a great respect for the Native American culture, having come from that line myself, and I want to make sure I don’t take anything away from them that isn’t offered. I can see the first page and the chapter heading and the paragraph and I begin.

Annie carefully backed her Ford Explorer out of the garage that chilly October morning . It was  early and seasonably cool with a light frost on the ground. The bright yellow mums and orange pumpkins lined neatly along the front steps leading to her home shone brightly in the morning sun.

She caught a glimpse of her face in the rearview mirror. The make up she had carefully applied had done its job in concealing the bruised blue skin under her eye. The swelling in her lip would be minimal by the time she reached Cherokee later that day and a little lip gloss would hide the small tear on her lower lip. . .

I was pretty involved in mentally writing this story when I realized I didn’t hear anything. Everything was quiet. I was alone in the woods and I was not on the trail anymore. At least not on the right trail; the trail I had started off on. Reality starts to hit me, I haven’t been paying attention to where I am going. I immediately turn around and retrace my steps until something looks familiar. I come to a swinging bridge. Hah! I know where I am! At least I thought I knew where I was. I didn’t. Well, I knew where I was, I just didn’t know where I was going. Or I should say I knew where I wanted to go, I just didn’t know which path would get me there. By process of elimination, I used the bridge as my starting point which was a good mile and a half into the trail, to find my way back. I crossed the bridge and turned right. About a mile down that trail I knew it wasn’t the correct one. Back to the bridge I went.

Now keep in mind this is a park I have walked in for a good twenty years. I know that park like the back of my hand. At least I thought I did. Time and weather can really change a place.  Familiar things that I normally used to mark my path were gone and I didn’t recognize my surroundings. I crossed the bridge and turned left which put me in the same direction I had just come from which after another mile or so I figured was the wrong direction again. Back to the bridge and across the bridge and the choice I made there, turned out to be the right choice. Whew! I had been going in circles!

I live on the Cumberland Plateau and there are wild animals here. Wild boar, bobcats, mountain lions, deer, foxes, bear, and coyotes. This I know because I have seen all of these. Some were alive and some dead, but they all lived here. I’ll be the first to admit the fact that I am a chicken. A big chicken. I carry protection with me when I walk. At least protection enough to scare off a wild animal or a would be attacker. I am not going down without a fight and since I can’t run very fast (if at all) I have to carry something.

The things that go through your mind when you’re lost are kind of strange. What if there is a psychopath out here and he rapes me and strangles me and throws me in the creek? (Sound familiar?) What if a mountain lion attacks me from a tree and I don’t see him? What if it gets dark before I get back and I freeze to death out here? But when I began to hear the voices of the happy families again and hear the cars on the road I relaxed and thought about my story some more. It wasn’t like I was going to die out there or anything like that. There is a golf course that runs parallel to one side of the park. I could have run out on the green and begged a golfer for water.  By the way I won’t be making fun of all the “nerdy” hikers who carry water in packs on their belts anymore!

You know what this means don’t you? I guess you will all be reading about Annie’s adventure when she gets lost in the Great Smokey Mountains and then rescued by a handsome Native American! Wish I’d run into one of those today. I may have never come out of the woods! Picture Daniel Day-Lewis in Last of the Mohicans. (Drool!) The things that go through your mind when you’re lost!

My next road trip will be to Cherokee to visit the Inn of the Seven Clans and meet some people who hopefully will be able to help me tell Annie’s story. Keep reading and I’ll keep bringing it back. . . one novel at a time.

Happy fall everyone! I know it has been a while since I have had anything to tell you. Actually it’s more like not taking the time to blog that I’m guilty of and I apologize. But I have been busy trying to finish UNDERCOVER!

For those of you who write, you know all the work that goes into promoting a book and I am constantly talking to someone about my writing. Last week when I was in Verizon trying to get my phone un-hacked, the tech who was helping me noticed the background on my Droid which is my book cover for PESCADERO CREEK. Well that sparked a whole conversation with him about a book he is writing and what mine is about and when the next one is coming out and where he could get a copy…then everyone around us who heard us talking wanted information on where they could get it locally and how much it cost…an hour later I had my phone fixed and had sold half a dozen books! I am amazed at the number of people who are writing a book right now or wish they were writing one. I realize I am extremely blessed to be able to do this.

This morning I spoke with a woman in Manila who works for Charter Communications. She was trying to help me with my internet connection and when I told her my email address is vickeywrites@gmail.com, she said, “OH! You are a writer!” and immediately started asking me what I write about and how many books  I have out and where can she get a copy and just went on and on about how much she admired what I was doing. I have to admit by the time I had finished with the electronic voice on the support line, I was not in a good mood when I started speaking to a real live person. As a matter of fact, I was pretty aggravated at that point and I had to really change my attitude and answer her questions calmly and politely because she was totally sweet. She had a degree in journalism and was telling me  how she used to be a reporter for a local newspaper and how she had worked with the police department. This girl kept me on the line and asked the name of the book again and how to spell it, where she could get it and if I had used my real name when I wrote PC. I could tell she was truly a writer because of her questions. Anyway, she calmed me down and got my internet back up and she is going to order a copy of PESCADERO CREEK after work today! So PC will now be in The Philippines!

 I am  now working with my editor Bridget Rongner on the final editing stages of UNDERCOVER! I know right? Very exciting. Hopefully it will be released by late November. UNDERCOVER is the second book in what has now become THE PESCADERO CREEK SERIES and picks up right where PC left you; on the honeymoon. So for those of you who have read PC, you know what you are in for. Anyway,I have been promising you an excerpt. Here it is:

“What’s wrong, baby?” Rob asked, picking up on her strange behavior. He had not seen her like this since that first night she had spent with him in the beach house back in Pacifica. “Are you nervous?” he asked.

She looked confused for a minute. “No! Well . . . yes,” she stammered. “I guess I am.” She laughed.

“Why? We’ve already consummated our marriage, Magdalena,” Rob said as he smiled at her.

Morgan laughed at him for calling her that. “I don’t know. I guess I just want everything to be perfect.” She blushed. “You know, that was a real wedding we had today.”

“Oh, baby, everything is perfect,” Rob said as he pulled her close. “It has stopped raining, and the stars are out. Let’s go for a swim. I need to cool off.”  

“Okay,” Morgan whispered, feeling better.

“Let me get my trunks on,” Rob said.

“I’ll get my suit,” she said, grinning.

Morgan put on a red two-piece bathing suit. It was very tiny and didn’t cover much, especially on the top. When she walked out of the sliding glass door to the patio, Rob stopped with his beer midway to his mouth. He sat motionless as he watched her come toward him. She took the bottle that he held and set it on the table. He abruptly got to his feet, forcing the chair he was sitting in to scrape loudly against the floor of the patio. “Sam was right; I am a lucky son of a bitch.”

Morgan laughed and wrapped her arms around his muscular body. “I am the one who is lucky; you are everything I have ever wanted. I love you, Rob,” she said as she looked deeply into his blue-green eyes.

“I love you, Mags. No one will ever love you like I do. I want you to remember that,” he said as he held her lovely face in his hands and kissed her tenderly.

She let out a long breath. “Let’s get wet,” she said as she started backing him toward the pool. When he was at the edge, she held him there. He put his arms around her and held on.

She smiled at him, and he knew she was up to no good. He tried to brace himself on the edge of the pool. Morgan looked at him sweetly and with one push sent him backward into the water. However, she had not counted on him having a good grip on her top—with one tug, it went along with him into the pool. She screamed as she stood topless teetering on the side of the pool. At that moment, Maria came out to check on them one last time before she left for the evening.

Morgan had no choice but to jump in with Rob. He laughed as he held the bathing suit top out of her reach as she tried to get it away from him. She finally grabbed onto him and hid behind his back as Maria came closer. Morgan wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his middle. While she was talking to Maria, he was busy untying the strings to her bottoms as his hands worked under the water out of the housekeeper’s view.

Morgan tried to push his hands away and hang on to him at the same time, but she found it impossible to do without exposing herself to Maria. She gave in and let Rob remove the rest of her suit. They told Maria goodnight, and as soon as the housekeeper was back inside, she tightened her grip on him. “You are in so much trouble, McAllister,” she said into his ear. He dove under the water with her, but she escaped, swimming to the other end of the pool.

She lost sight of him for a moment and then she felt him come up behind her. He held out his trunks in one hand and flung them over to the side. She giggled as he pinned her in a corner of the pool.

Let me know what you think! Please leave me a comment and check out my new PESCADERO CREEK SERIES page on Facebook and hit the like button! I really appreciate your time in doing so! As always, keep reading and I’ll keep bringing a little romance into your life- one novel at a time!

There’s nothing quite like seeing old friends and enjoying some time together! That’s what my latest book signing was all about. Thursday evening after work at my publicist ‘s (my sister) apartment in Huntersville, North Carolina I held a book signing where those in attendance were mostly friends from the nuclear power plant where I used to work. I also made some new friends and got to hug some of my “old” ones. It was  truly a bittersweet night as they shared their excitement about PESCADERO CREEK and we reminisced about my days at the plant with them. I was definitely blessed to have worked with such wonderful people and I am very happy that they are supporting me in this new path which I am galloping down.

Some of those in attendance knew that I had been jotting down ideas on “post it” notes while I was working the night shift and had developed a story which would be, at that time, my first vampire novel. But as everyone knows by now, that changed. I was honored that so many came to pick up a signed copy of “PC” and I am anxiously waiting to hear how everyone liked it. Thanks to you all who came, it was great to see you again!

I also made some new friends that evening and was paid one of the highest compliments I could ever receive. I met someone who said that PESCADERO CREEK and my style of writing reminded her of an author she used to read in college. That author was Kathleen Woodiwiss who just happens to be my favorite novelist. Thank you, Gayla for the major compliment. You made my whole evening and it was very nice to meet you. I held that woman in high esteem but unfortunately Kathleen is no longer with us. She passed away from cancer a few years ago. I was very saddened by the news when I read about it but her memory is alive and well in me and I will continue to read her books over and over again. If you love historical romances, she is the queen! She has been one of my biggest inspirations.

The guests were awesome, the food was delicious and the wine was plentiful. I wish all of you could have been there. Thank you Mary McIntosh (PESCADERO CREEK) and Krista Brady for your hospitality and my son Michael Ray (UNDERCOVER) who helped set up and picked up some amazing wine for us to enjoy. For those of you who are just starting out with your books and are having a difficult time setting up book signings, remember you don’t have to always hold them in a book store! Libraries, the homes of friends, restaurants, local book clubs, and even bakeries (!) make great places to have your signings.

I would love to know how much you like the new look of my blog! Let me know what you think! You are welcome to leave a comment on the review tab at the top of  the blog. Another tab at the top of the blog page is a contact tab. There you will find my email address, please feel free to send me a review of “PC.” Don’t forget to Like my page at the bottom of this post, please!

UNDERCOVER, the second in the PESCADERO CREEK SERIES is coming along. I am now 305 pages strong and am working diligently to finish it! Look for a teaser excerpt in my next blog!

What a hot, hot, hot summer we are having! You know the hottest thing in Tennessee is not the weather, it’s a dip in Pescadero Creek! A sizzling summer read by local author Victoria Williams-Fisher….That’s the slogan for my new ad running in some of the local newspapers this week. We’ll see what kind of attention that grabs!

I know I have been quiet, but for those of you who follow me, you know me well enough by now that if I am being quiet I am either writing or traveling!  That is exactly what has been going on! I am now 284 pages strong into UNDERCOVER. I have talked before about it coming out late this fall and that is what I am striving for, my peeps! Hang in there, it’s coming!

UNDERCOVER is more complex than PESCADERO CREEK with many more characters. If you are a friend of mine on Facebook, then don’t be surprised if you show up in the book! That’s where I go to get names, kids!

I recently returned from San Francisco where my publicist and I spent a week at the Fairmont. For those of you familiar with PESCADERO CREEK, you’ll understand why we stayed there. What a magnificent hotel! The television series HOTEL starring James Brolin and Connie Sellecca that ran from 1983-88 was filmed there. The hotel actually has a channel on their televisions on which you can watch episodes. It was too cool!

The first day at the hotel (which sits on the very top of Nob Hill in San Francisco) we ventured out for a walk to Union Square to do some (what else?) shopping. I love the city. I love the noise, the people, the shops, the traffic, and all the many differences I find from where I live. Nashville seemed so small and laid back when we returned! As much as I love Tennessee and Nashville, I have to admit, I truly love San Francisco and being back there was much like going home for me. I’m not a native Californian, but I sure do feel like it when I’m there.

When we finally returned from our very productive day of shopping-we found a three-story Coach store (!!!) – we walked back up Nob Hill and breathlessly entered our hotel. For those of you who have been to San Francisco, you will sympathize with me! Climbing that hill was no easy feat and by the time we returned, well just let me say I now have “buns of steel.” You don’t see a whole lot of overweight people in SF because they walk everywhere and it is extremely hilly. Anyway, when we walked around to the front entrance, I noticed two automobiles sitting side-by-side in the only two spaces available, and guess what kind of cars they were? Well, Rob and Morgan must have been having a rendezvous at the Fairmont because a Maserati was sitting next to a Range Rover. It was like a sign, I couldn’t believe it! What are the odds?

There just isn’t any other place, at least none I’ve been to, that is anything like San Francisco. We met some awesome people out there and you know who you are… Randy, Sara, Aaron, Jean, Bernard, Charlotte, Chris and all of you at the Fairmont who we came in constant contact with and eveyone else who attended my book signings, it was a great pleasure meeting all of you.

I wish I could describe the feeling of the city to you better. I want you to know what it’s like to sit in one of the little restaurants along the streets of the city listening to all the different languages being spoken while eating something you’ve never dared to eat before. Or know what it’s like to wake up and see Alcatraz from your window…to stare into the deep blue bay and get tears in your eyes because you have never seen anything quite as beautiful…to freeze your butt off in July… or to walk through Chinatown on a Sunday morning and into a grocery store where you don’t know what anything is or what it could possibly be used for…or to sit and watch the fog roll in and overtake the city. My wish would be for everyone of you to have the opportunity to visit the incredibe coast of Northern California just once in your lifetime. You will fall in love with it and as for me, I most certainly have left my heart in San Francisco!