I’m very excited because today, the first of my two books set in Hawaii is hitting the shelves. THE PREGNANCY PROPOSITION takes place on the island of Oahu, featuring the handsome and lonely Manu and the plain and pregnant Paige. They’re a perfect match and I had so much fun bringing them together in such a romantic, tropical location. I hope you enjoy reading it.


Release Day – Saying Yes to the Boss

July is here and that means it’s time for a new Desire Dynasty! The Newports Dynasty is kicked off by yours truly with Saying Yes to the Boss. I was lucky enough to land the story with the youngest brother Carson and his fiery PR Director Georgia. These two were a lot of fun to write and I enjoyed leaving some breadcrumbs for the story to come. Be sure to catch this, and the other five titles in the series!

#1 Saying Yes to the Boss by Me
#2 An Heir for the Billionaire by Kat Cantrell
#3 Claimed by the Cowboy by Sarah M. Anderson
#4 His Secret Baby Bombshell by Jules Bennett
#5 Back in the Enemy’s Bed by Michelle Celmer
#6 The Texan’s One Night Standoff by Charlene Sands

Saying Yes to the Boss

Saying Yes to the Boss

5 Great Years!

It hardly feels like it, but today is the 5th anniversary of my first sale to Harlequin Desire. I’m including my original Call Story below. So funny to look back. My 20th project with Harlequin is out this month, so it’s been a busy few years!

Pigs Do Fly

You all have no idea how long I’ve waited to write this post. How many times I imagined how The Call would go. How I would react. Who I’d call. And yet, in my wildest imaginings, it never went down anything like last Tuesday.

We will start with some backstory. I’d been working closely with Shana Smith at Harlequin Desire. I’d gotten good feedback. Things were going well despite the first book not working out and having to start over. But I was so close. Agonizingly close. But I wouldn’t let myself believe it until I heard the words. I dream big, but I’m not one to get my hopes up and be disappointed. At the same time, I was doing everything in my power to seal the deal. I wrote a new book from scratch in 3 weeks. I revised it in a week. I wanted to do everything I could to sell before conference.

After I finished revisions, I mailed the book, nauseated. Maybe I hadn’t spent enough time on it. What if I’d worked too fast and blew it? Either way it was too late. I started work on another book and worried about my upcoming vacation. DB’s niece was graduating high school and his brother was retiring from the Navy after 25 years. We were flying to Baltimore for a few days with his parents. I figured it would be a while since Shana had to read it, the senior editor had to read it and whatever magical editorial mojo had to happen. The office was closing for a couple holidays. No big deal. I tried to forget it was even out there and headed to the airport with my family.

I was none too pleased to find out that our flight was 4 hours delayed when we reached the gate. We’d arrived early, so I was due for at least 5 hours in the airport with DB and his parents. While gearing up for a game of spider solitaire on my iPhone, a NYC number called. I figured it was a telemarketer. I’d gotten a lot of those calls lately. But what else did I have to do? So I answered. Not once did it register until I heard the woman introduce herself as Shana Smith. Not really even then. I figured she was calling about her guest blog or something. It could possibly be that.
Then she said she had great news and wanted to buy my book. This was the point in time where the universe slowed to a crawl. I was stunned. I didn’t know what to say or do. I was dumbstruck. I couldn’t yell or cry. Not only was it not cool, I was in an airport terminal and didn’t want security called on me. I think my first words were “oh my god, I’m in the airport.” That was followed by a lot of ‘wow’ and ‘that’s great’ while she talked about contracts and revisions. I think she knew not to say too much given I was reduced to muttering those two phrases over and over. I wrote things down on the back of my boarding pass so I wouldn’t forget. I tried to think of intelligent questions and failed. I was a spacey mess. But the message came across – my first book was tentatively scheduled for spring 2012.

After about 10 minutes, I hung up and turned to DB. He smiled and hugged me, having heard my stupid rambling and knew what had happened. I sat back in my chair for a good 15 minutes. I knew I needed to tell people but I wasn’t ready yet. I needed to come to terms. It just didn’t seem real. Finally I told my inlaws, who were very pleased for me, but really didn’t understand what a big deal it was. So I called my Mom and cried. Then I called each of the Playfriends and squeed. I had to leave a message for PM because she was at the doctor. Then I called the Mavens and a couple others. I ended up sitting on the floor in the airport near an outlet so I could charge my phone while continuing to call everyone who had supported me and kept me writing when I wanted to stop. They deserved to hear right away. Then I texted a slew of people. Posted it on Twitter and Facebook, and went back to waiting for my flight.

Of course, my call story had to be weird! It all went down in an airport. I couldn’t leave, couldn’t fully celebrate. I was in a damn airport. The bottle of champagne I’ve neurotically kept on hand for just this occasion was in my fridge at home. And I’m at the airport. Then I was in Baltimore, with more family celebrating other people’s big life events. Family I love, but still people who don’t get it, really. No Playfriends or HOD people to dance around and squeal with. I was trapped in a LaQuinta Inn with nothing but my iPhone to connect me to the people that understand.

PS. The picture at the bottom is me in my “sale” shirt. I bought it 3 years ago at a RWA conference and put it in the closet. I hadn’t even let myself try it on in all that time. On Tuesday, I pulled it out of the closet and wore it. It fit, thank goodness! 🙂


It’s March first, and that means my newest release has arrived. I was very excited to be asked to write another Billionaires and Babies title and this one is a part of my Millionaires of Manhattan series. I hope you like it!

The CEO's Unexpected ChildClaiming His Child… At Any Cost

A shocking fertility clinic mix-up has resulted in Luca Moretti fathering a child with a woman he’s never met. There’s no way the CEO will walk away from his baby girl. But he has thirty days to convince her distractingly beautiful mother to do exactly what he wants.

Widow Claire Douglas is still reeling from the loss of her husband when she discovers a stranger has fathered her child. And the rich bachelor will stop at nothing to gain joint custody. How can she possibly fight a man with such money and power…and a charm she can’t resist?

You can order it now from Amazon, iBooks, B&N and other retailers!

Ten Years on the Swingset!

andreaslogo_bigWow. It’s been a long time since I’ve started a blog post with this logo! For seven years, every Friday on the Writing Playground started with a blog featuring my Smarty Pants graphic. Ten years ago, Kimberly Lang, Kira Sinclair, Dani Wade, Marilyn Baxter and I decided to start a website. The Writing Playground was the place we created for writers to learn and play. We interviewed authors and industry professionals, shared craft articles, recommended books, drooled over hotties in our locker, and I loved every minute of it.

The intention of the playground was to gain visibility in the writing industry, as we were all unpublished at the time. Since we launched, all of us have published and sadly, maintaining the site became harder and harder. I became better known as Andrea than as Smarty Pants. Although we may not post the way we used to, the friendship and the spirit of the Writing Playground is still very much alive. These ladies are my best friends and I’d never make it through the ups and downs of this business without them.

The picture I’m sharing is of the five of us (nicknamed the Children) and our mentors Linda Howard, Linda Winstead Jones and Beverly Barton (nicknamed the Mavens). On our one year anniversary, we invented a drink that mixed sparkling apple cider with asti spumante. Since we hung out on a ‘playground’ we named the drink the Teeter-Totter. We celebrated with the drink every year when we got together.4thanniversaryAs part of our birthday celebration, we’re giving away a $50 gift card to Out of Print clothing. To enter, visit all five of the Playfriend’s websites (listed below). Each picture has a theme word. Enter all five of the theme words at and we’ll pick a random winner from the correct entries.

For the contest, my birthday keyword is “TEETERTOTTER.” Gather the other words at the websites below:

SP (AKA Andrea)

Pre-Order Contest for STIRRING UP TROUBLE

firegraphicThe third book in the Rosewood series will release on October 12th. Between now and then, I’m doing a contest! Pre-order STIRRING UP TROUBLE and enter with your confirmation number. One lucky winner will get a Kindle Fire HD 7 in their choice of black or magenta. Enter here by October 11th to be eligible to win!

All entrants will receive an exclusive Rosewood short story not available elsewhere.

Contents of a Writer’s Signing Kit*

At a recent signing event, myself and fellow author Kimberly Lang started comparing our signing kits, noting deficiencies and what we wished we had on us at the time. Together, we came up with a list of things we needed to add to our bags based on issues we’ve run into in the past. So, with RWA around the corner, I thought I’d share the list in case you need to beef up your own kit.

First, the container – I use a small zipper pouch, although I’ve also seen pencil boxes. Whatever inspires you and is big enough to fit everything. My new additions are making for a tight fit on my current pouch. I may need to up size the bag or get some smaller containers for pills, mints, etc.

Now, the contents –

  • One or Two of my favorite purple Geltec pens (my signing pen of choice)
  • Three sharpies – black, pink and silver (for signing fabric, kindle covers, etc. The silver works well on glossy and dark surfaces)
  • Autograph stickers – I get mine from Ninth Moon. I love them.
  • Small scissors (3-4 inches)
  • Tape (opted for the small, pop up tape dispenser)
  • Removable Putty Tabs to hang things without leaving holes
  • Safety Pins
  • Hand Sanitizer
  • Travel size tissue
  • Mints
  • Aleve
  • Stash of Business cards
  • Lipstick, lipgloss or chapstick
  • A Square or other device to accept credit cards if you’re selling your own books

imageI’ve probably forgotten something, but here you go. Aside from the first few obvious things, the rest result from times when we needed to hang a sign or banner, trim something, or needed to spiff up after some long hours with readers. I have also found that having a mint or headache medicine can endear you to nearby authors in need.

Is there anything I’ve missed that you can’t live without during a signing? I’m always looking for good ideas.

*The title of this blog is inspired by the short story “Contents of a Dead Man’s Pockets” by Jack Finney, which I read in high school. I don’t know why that sort has stuck with me, but basically, its a man on the ledge about to jump who is distracted by what is in his pockets. As I recall, whatever he finds there convinces him not to kill himself. This list is nowhere near as dramatic.