December 2012 Bewitching Book Tour Magazine

Holiday Chicken Salad Yields: 12 Servings Ingredients: 1 cup mayonnaise (I add a lot more mayo till salad is creamy) 1 tsp. paprika 1 tsp. seasoning salt (Lawry’s) I season to taste.

1 ½ cup dried cranberries (craisins) 1 cup chopped celery 1 cup minced green bell pepper 2 chopped green onions 1 cup chopped pecans 4 cups cubed, cooked chicken meat (approx. 4 chicken breasts) Pepper to taste In a medium bowl, mix together mayonnaise with paprika and seasoned salt. Blend in dried cranberries, celery, bell pepper, onion, and nuts. Add chopped chicken, and mix well. Season with black pepper to taste. Chill 1 hour and use to top on bread or rolls.

Exclusive excerpt of Lancaster House: This is one of my favorite scenes in my paranormal romance, Lancaster House. While the novel contains a heartfelt romance, the scenes that propel the story forward are the conversations between the heroine, Zoe, and her psychiatrist, Doctor Channing--who doesn't believe a word she is saying.

Doctor Channing rubbed his forehead in pain, his legs propped up on his desk. He let out his breath as it whistled through the cracks between his teeth. He studied her contemplatively. So far, he’d been completely unsuccessful in breaking down Zoe’s belief in her story. He couldn’t even break off a chink in her armor and he was frustrated. After sitting in silence for several minutes, Zoe finally asked, “Don’t you have anything to say?”

“Do you wish you could have saved your father, Zoe?” “What kind of a question is that?”

“Is is true that he died in your arms?”

Zoe visibly paled. “Yes,” she said almost inaudibly. “He had a heart attack right before my very eyes. I held him while awaiting the ambulance. He was gone before they even arrived. I’ve never felt so powerless in my life. I suddenly knew nothing was in my control . . . nothing.”

“So you created an immortal being, one that feels no pain, can never die, and never leave you. He awaits you forever. All you have to do is go home and there he is, waiting for you. It’s all very opportune, isn’t it, Zoe?” Zoe said nothing. Her eyes lowered and she stared at the ground.