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Would you read a book if it included all the details of life?

Over the last few weeks I’ve been working in the yard. I’ve planted flowers, cut back limbs, sprayed for weeds, blew the drive off and added rock pavers. Inside there has been clothes to wash, dry and fold, and worse hang up. What about putting the toilet paper on the roll when it is empty? Dirty dishes to load in the dish washer, and clean ones to put up. Floors to sweep, and the list goes on and on.

Do we, as readers really want to know all the tiny details of living? I don’t think so. We want to know that the characters share a meal, but we don’t care about how it got to the table. I read to escape my everyday life. For me that means leaving those have-to-do details out of my reading.

How much detail do you like to see in a book?

If you really want to escape life for awhile try my book about hot air ballooning – Racing to You.

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A Taste of Racing to You

by Susan Carlisle

Coast-to-Coast Hot Air Balloon Race – three days before race

Location: Barstow, CA

No one should have to stoop to asking a loathsome man for a favor, yet Emily Kerr was desperate. She paused at the double glass doors and smoothed a damp palm down her blue blazer for the umpteenth time. This was her last-ditch effort.

Three days from now she’d be out of time and out of the race. She might despise Reid Martin, but she had no other choice. Her ex-boyfriend had blackballed her with every other possible sponsor in town. The only reason she didn’t think he approached Engineered Materials in Barstow, California, was because he knew how she felt about the company and its owner.

Despite her desperation, it still went against her grain to humble herself to Reid Martin, but she would. She must convince him to help. Her chance to prove herself, her livelihood, and her future rode on this meeting.

It hadn’t taken but her first flight for her to fall in love with ballooning. The freedom, the romance, the serenity of being in the sky calmed her heart. She loved the idea of sharing her enthusiasm for hot air ballooning with others. That’s why she wanted to start her own ballooning business. Now was the time. A piece of land had become available that would be perfect for landing and taking off. She could use it as well as lease it out to other balloonist in the area. As her business grew, she would hire more balloonist. She saw the sky as the limit. But she had to have the prize money from the balloon race to make that happen. It all depended on securing a sponsor.

Emily took a deep breath and let it out bit by bit to settle her nerves. She couldn’t let her prepared speech sound as frantic as she felt.

 Securing the folder with support papers under her arm, Emily entered the simple, warehouse-style building. No one sat behind the reception desk in the small area, but a door stood ajar just beyond. Stepping to it, she tapped. A tall man with a tech pad in his hand looked up from where he stood behind an oak desk that dominated the room. “Mr. Martin?”

Her eyes widened. Mouth went dry. No way could this be the same Reid Martin who had fired her father? This man wasn’t more than thirty-four or thirty-five years old and movie-star gorgeous. She couldn’t help but stare. Tall, athletic looking with thick hair and bedroom eyes. He wasn’t anything she’d expected. If she’d met him at a bar, she would’ve flirted with him.

If he had been the one to let her father go, he must’ve been fresh out of college. Her father had said the company had been around for a long time, so she’d assumed the owner would be much older. She had to forget about the tingle descending her spine and her skin flushing over the guy. He’d destroyed her father. Still the temptation to tell Mr. Martin what she thought about what he’d done to her family was strong. But she wouldn’t – she needed him on her side. Maybe later.

The man’s well-shaped brows rose in question. “Yes, I’m Reid Martin.”

            His eyes were a vivid blue like a clear summer’s day made brighter by the warm tan of his skin. Couple with his trim muscular stature he must spend a great deal of time outside. If she hadn’t been so disgusted by the idea that she had to ask for his help she might act on her attraction but right now she needed to focus.

“Ms…hum…” He glanced down to his desk “…Kerr.”

“Yes.”

He dropped the papers on the desk, stretched his arm across the file strewn area, and offered his hand. “Nice to meet you.” 

With her hand surrounded by his larger one, she met his firm grip with one of her own. A sizzle of awareness rippled through her but Emily shoved it away. She pulled her fingers free. The roughness of his palm said he did more than sit behind a desk. There was more to this man than the typical paper pusher.

“Thank you for seeing me.” She gave the office a cursory glance. It wasn’t impressive in size or tidiness. Emily believed in everything in its place. She like her world organized and firmly in her control. Maybe that was why she loved piloting a balloon so much. Everything had to be just so for flight safety.

“Kerr? That name sounds familiar.”

“My father worked for you for twenty years.” She didn’t attempt to keep the bitterness out of her voice.

He glanced up. “I remember now. Nice fellow.”

A flicker of emotion filled his eyes and quickly disappeared. Was that all he remembered? Not how he’d pushed her dad out just before he’d qualify for retirement. Did he have any idea how devastating that loss had been for her proud parent?  

She and her brothers had watched the sturdy man they admired fall into the depths of despair over having to take a menial job to provide for his family. Her mother had returned to work after being at home for years. Household finances had become so difficult at one point that even Emily and her brothers had to help contribute to the household bills.       

“What can I do for you?” Mr. Martin asked with a distracted air as he gestured toward a chair in front of the desk. He sat in the large black one behind him.

He seemed as disinterested in her issue as he had been in her dad. Pushing negative thoughts away, Emily perched on the edge of the functional chair. She cleared her throat. Here goes everything. “I’ve a business deal which I think’ll be to our mutual benefit.”

His attention became fixed on her. His look implied her statement might have come out sounding more suggestive than she’d intended. Tempted to squirm, she swallowed hard not allowing herself the movement. Emily had no doubt the man could be unrelenting when necessary. It irritated her that he could rattle her. Her ex-boyfriend and boss, Brian had certainly mastered having control over her. But no more.

She’d shared her dream of owning her own ballooning business with Brian. When she’d seen this race advertised, she’d planned to prove her piloting skills during the race and come out with enough winnings to start her business. At first Brian had been supportive, until he wasn’t. He investigated the race and the earnings then decided she wasn’t a good enough pilot, and he should be the one to enter. She could go along as part of his team as she’d always done.

Emily knew it was time to break away from Brian, where ballooning was concerned and her day job as well. This race was the big one. The one with the largest prize money. Enough to help get her what she wanted, repay her parents, and move her toward her dream. She couldn’t give that up just because of Brian.

She squared her shoulders. Scooting further back in the chair, she gripped the folder tighter. “I’m looking for a sponsor for the Coast-to-Coast Hot Air Balloon Race. I estimate that it would cost not more than $7,500.”

Mr. Martin whistled. “That’s pretty steep.”

“If you agree, I’ll place the Engineered Materials name on my balloon and use its name at every opportunity to promote your company in exchange for your sponsorship.”

She handed the folder to him. “This is a cost break down in detail of where the money would be spent. Of course, I’ll supply receipts.”

Mr. Martin took the folder from her. His voice held skepticism when he said, “A hot air balloon race?” 

“Yes. I’m a pilot,” she pushed on. “The race consists of ten flights in ten different cities across the US. It starts this Saturday.”

“Ms. Kerr, we don’t—”

Emily leaned forward putting a hand on the edge of the desk. “Please hear me out, Mr. Martin.”

His gaze found hers. He studied her a moment before he nodded his assent. Had he seen her desperation? He struck her as an observant man who missed little.

“In that…” She pointed toward the folder, “…you’ll find a copy of my pilot’s license, photos of my balloon, a sheet estimating my expenses and I’ve included references. There’s also a mock-up of what your logo might look like on my balloon.”

“We don’t do…” He hesitated long enough to look at her again. After a moment he opened the folder, studying it.

She needed him to agree. If he didn’t, her dream would have to wait or fizzle all together. A race like this one didn’t come around every month or even every year and certainly not with this large amount of prize money. The land she wanted to buy would be long gone in a few weeks. It was now or never. She’d already quit her day job, invested her savings, her pride, and her future. With her family’s support but a fair share of apprehension, she’d taken her mother and father’s savings to buy the balloon and basket. They’d scrapped and saved after her father had lost his job and now they might be without their retirement money because of her. She couldn’t let that happen. Somehow and in some, way she’d return their faith in her and have the money she needed to start her business. She couldn’t think otherwise.

If it didn’t, she’d go back to working in the corporate world, under some other person’s thumb and doing what they wanted her to do. She’d be clawing her way back to what she really didn’t want but had to do to survive.

Had the plea in her eyes been that obvious? Even if it had, it didn’t matter now. At least he’d taken the folder.

Opening it, he flipped through the pages. “You came prepared. This is very through.” He pointed to a figure on a sheet. “Still this figure is quiet high for a sponsorship.”

Emily peered across the desk at the paper he held out to her. She’d made the amount high so she could cover any unexpected problems. Was it too large? Emily swallowed. “Yes. But I intend to be a thrifty as possible.”

Mr. Martin regarded her for a moment before he placed the pages back in the folder and returned it. He was saying no. Emily’s heart sank and her shoulders sagged. Where would she go from here? Nowhere.

Her father had been angry when she’d told him her plans to approach Martin for the sponsorship after striking out everywhere else in town. Had told her not to bother, that Mr. Martin was a tough man who would never agree. Her father had been right. She prepared to make a graceful exit before she burst into tears.

“I must consider my return on investment. I’m not sure it will be there.” Mr. Martin looked to the right. “Roger.”

Emily’s head jerked around, searching the room to locate the person to whom he spoke.  She’d been so focused on her mission when she’d entered the office, she’d failed to notice the man on the far side of the room.             

“Yes?” The man leaned out from behind a drafting table.

“Can I speak to you a minute?” Mr. Martin turned to her. “Would you mind waiting outside?”

            “Mr. Martin—”          

            “This won’t take long.” He walked around the desk and reached the door before her, opening it.

            What was going on? Emily stepped out into the entrance area and the door clicked shut behind her. She didn’t bother to take a seat. Instead, she stood looking out the glass door into the California sunshine. Why couldn’t he talk to Roger after she left? Had she said something wrong? She hadn’t made it all the way through her pitch. In her experience, powerful businessmen thought they could be rude to everyone. If she had a choice she’d walk out. But she didn’t. 

Emily jumped when the office door swung open. Mr. Martin, with his sizeable square shoulders, filled the doorway. “Ms. Kerr, please come back in.”

She studied him closer than she had before. He had a cleft in his chin that reminded her of her mother’s favorite movie star. What would it be like to touch it? Where had that idea come from?

Mr. Martin stepped back and allowed her to enter.

Moving past him, she glanced up. He had the height to go with those wide shoulders. Over six feet of it. She wasn’t a short woman but he made her feel small. That didn’t matter. She needed to focus. What mattered was Martin agreeing to the sponsorship. With newfound resolve, she didn’t plan to leave until he agreed. 

The other man was still in the office, but he now stood beside the desk. Balding, with wire-rimmed glasses, he had a pleasant face. She gave him a questioning look which he returned with a lifted brow.

Mr. Martin raised his chin in the direction of the man. “This is Roger Clark, my chief engineer.”

“Hello.” Roger didn’t offer his hand.

“Have a seat.” Mr. Martin indicated to her the chair in front of the desk. “I think that Engineered Materials just might be willing to help you out after all.”

Emily’s heartbeat increased. She’d done it. She would be in the race. Controlling the urge to jump up and throw her arms around him, she forced herself to remain calm despite the rapid tap-tap-tap of her heart. “Thank you. You won’t regret it.”

Mr. Martin put up a hand, “Not so fast, Ms. Kerr.” He pushed book out of the way and sat on the corner of the desk, one long leg swinging. “There’re two non-negotiable stipulations.”

Her heart fell. “What stipulations?”

“I want the balloon to be manufactured by my company.”

“You mean the envelope?”

He nodded. “Yes. The envelope.”

Emily wasn’t pleased with the idea of demands. She’d had enough of them. But did she have a choice? She’d hear him out then decide. “What’s the other one?”

“I go with you.”

Her look locked with his. “What? Why would you want to do that?”

He straightened his shoulders. “I think I should go along to protect my company’s interest, especially for that amount of money. I want to see that our branding is done whenever and wherever possible. Plus, I can protect my interests and showcase our product to other balloonist.”

That did sound logical. But seeing him every day?  He didn’t strike her as the type of man who took orders, more likely he gave them. This was her race and she would be the one making the decisions. All the decisions.     

Emily narrowed her eyes. “Mr. Martin, just how much do you know about ballooning?”

“I know what the envelope is constructed of and the basic physics of flying.”

She huffed. That was next to nothing. What if she didn’t agree?

There would be no race for her and no chance to start her business. Was she willing to give up everything because she wouldn’t meet two demands? Then again this was her race, her balloon. She couldn’t let someone else tell her how to run her show. She’d had enough of that kind of treatment. She wasn’t going down that road again.

“I already have an excellent envelope. I know what it’ll do.” 

Mr. Martin shrugged his broad shoulders. “Take it or leave it, Ms. Kerr. My envelope and me or no sponsorship.”

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Love in the Air

by Susan Carlisle

That is the name of my next Indy series of romance books. The first in the series came out this week. It is called Racing to You. The story is about a hot air balloon race across the US. I’ve always had a thing for hot air balloons. To me they are almost magical as they float in the sky noiselessly and with such bright colors. After visiting a number of balloon events and doing some research I starting writing a book about a female pilot. This is the book of my heart that I started years ago. Finally I’m putting it out into the world. I hope others enjoy the adventure as much as I did.

The last person she wanted to ask for help is the man who destroyed her father’s life.

Hot air balloon pilot Emily Kerr needs to enter a coast-to-coast race across America to raise funds and start her own ballooning business. Her only obstacle is finding a sponsor.

Reid Martin is an industrial textile manufacturer who has developed a promising high-tech material, but he needs to test it in a practical setting before selling it to the Department of Defense. With a government contract in hand, Reid can take his family company public, saving it from bankruptcy.

Despite her reservations, Emily offers Reid an enticing opportunity to get a first-hand look at what his fabric can do. He agrees to help the intriguing woman but with two stipulations:

1. She must use the balloon he constructs
2. He will accompany her on the three-week trip

While floating across the sky, Emily reluctantly accepts the appealing man’s presence while vowing not to let him touch her heart. Will Reid risk everything—including Emily’s dream and his hope of winning her love—to save his future?

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Welcome J.C. Harroway!

Some of you will know J.C. Harroway from her books for the Dare series, and it’s my pleasure to welcome her here today and ask her a little more about herself and her debut medical romance!

headshotI discovered Medical Romance when:

For as long as I can remember I have read romance, often broken up with short runs of other genres. But I always return to my happy place. My grandmother was a huge Mills and Boon fan, reading across several lines, and I would borrow and devour her books. My reading tastes, even within the romance genre, vary dependent on my mood, and for a while, I probably avoided reading medical romances because I was literally living the dream-working in the NHS as a junior doctor and also married to a doctor! I am very happy to have re-discovered medical romance, and thrilled to share my debut, Forbidden Fling with Dr Right with readers.

I wrote my first story when:

I was rather late to the story-writing bug, although I have been an avid lifelong reader and romance lover. I dallied with writing stories when my children were small but, not unsurprisingly, never actually finished a manuscript and never showed those early stories to another soul! My late bloom for writing though supports my core belief in the importance of both lifelong learning and doing whatever you want to do, irrespective of age or stage. My first book was published in 2016 and next month sees the publication of my 17th book.

Where do you live?

I was born in the UK and lived there until my thirties. Then I made the life-altering decision to move my family, including two small children under five, to New Zealand where I have lived ever since. Home is Christchurch, the South Island’s largest city, also know as Ōtautahi or the garden city.

My best trait is:

Ha! I think this depends which of my family members you ask. I think I’d have to say my persistence, because it has definitely helped me to achieve the things I want to achieve in life. It also makes me tenacious, a fault at times (see worse trait below).

My worst trait is:

My husband sometimes calls me the Welsh Terrier, because I often pursue things to the exclusion of all else. This can be a positive (see above), but I have also had to learn that I cannot fix every problem, no matter how long I stay at it. This has been useful in my writing career, especially in dealing with the inevitable rejections. Fortunately I can be adaptable and switch direction, as with my move from Dare to medical romance.

Five things on your bucket list: 

In post pandemic life this has definitely changed. Pre 2019 my bucket list might have comprised five countries I’d like to travel to. Like most people, I hope one day to be able to travel again, but my current bucket list is a little closer to home.

  • Hug my extended family in the UK.
  • See Taylor Swift live in concert in New Zealand again.
  • Cross the ditch to Australia for another romance writers conference.
  • Self-publish a book (I still have not done this!)
  • Invent zero calorie, healthy chocolate!

Be sure to look out for JC Harroway’s debut medical romance!

FFDR cover

She shouldn’t have kissed her boss!

She shouldn’t want a repeat!

Straight-talking Dr Darcy Wright is almost at the pinnacle of the career she’s neglected everything else in her life for. She just has to meet her new boss, Joe Austin’s impossibly high standards. And find a way to work with the tempting surgeon who uses his grief as an emotional shield. Which means forgetting that they succumbed to the mounting friction between them…with one earth-shatteringly off-limits kiss!

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Twenty-five and Counting

by Susan Carlisle

No, the above isn’t my age. That would be a long time ago! But it is the number of books I’ve written and a few more.

Harlequin Publishing makes a big deal when their authors reach a milestone of books written. The first is 25 books, 50 and so on. I have worked for years to reach the 25 books published mark. I never believed it be possible but I did it. I was looking forward to being introduce at Harlequin’s annual party and receiving my pin.

Then along came the stuff I refuse to name. The party was canceled and due to the same stuff my pin couldn’t be made. I know in the scheme of things my issues during the last two years has been small. Still the disappointment was large to me since I had been looking forward to that evening for so long.

My work was acknowledged during a very nice zoom party. A year and a half later my pin arrived in the mail. I have to admit I was tickled to get it. It’s a tangible sign of my achievement. I’m currently working on book 33 so it won’t be long before I’m due of another pin. I hope by that time I can prance across a stage and open that tiny box once again. For now I’m enjoying the one I got.

Have you ever looked forward to something then been disappointed?

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Welcome Luana DaRosa

by Susan Carlisle

It’s always my pleasure to introduce a new medical author. Today, is one of those days. Please give Luana a warm welcome.

Luana, will you please share a little about yourself with us?

I discovered Medical Romance when:

I’m trying to remember when precisely, but I’m not having an easy time. I think it must have been ages ago in my late teens. In those days I wanted to be a doctor and marry my high school sweetheart (spoiler alert: I did neither of those things)

Since I couldn’t do those things at 16, I had to live through the books available to me.

I wrote my first story when:

I think I have always been writing stories. But then in the around 13 I discovered fanfiction and the cool things people did with fanfiction. Only I didn’t like to keep to the lore of an established world as much as one should, so I quickly started creating original stories. And that is how my writing aspirations began.

Where do you live?

Until recently, I lived in the North East of England. Now I live in Reading.

My best trait is: I come from a very diverse family, which I think gives me so much to talk and write about, as well as a lot of first-hand experience to work off of.

My family is from Brazil, but I grew up in Europe and then I spent a lot of time in Africa before moving to the UK.

My worst trait is:

I asked my partner and he said it’s when I go into the kitchen to fetch something and leave all the cabinet doors open, oopsie. I’m quite the scatter brain, this is only one of the ways this comes through.

Five things on your bucket list:

  1. I want to have a pet pig
  2. Do a road trip across the United States
  3. See my book in a bookstore (sooooon)
  4. Have a super extravagant high tea experience
  5. Get an autograph from RuPaul so complete my collection of drag queens I’ve gotten autographs from.

Be sure to look for Luana’s debut book. It’s out tomorrow- February 1st.


The flaw in her plan:
The surgeon she must resist! Walking into her new Chicago hospital, locum anesthesiologist Emma Santos is ready to take her career by storm. She’s spent too long neglecting her own goals for someone else. She’s not ready for widowed surgeon Mark Henderson. Her new boss is hard to please…and heart-stoppingly handsome! And that makes him a threat to both Emma’s medical ambitions—and her determination not to be ruled by attraction!
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December in the Fast Lane

Most of the time I take the month of December off but this one has been extra busy. I have a new book out. My 30th for Harlequin. Anytime a new book arrives it means excitement and extra work.
Then there is spending special time with the grandchildren. Here the little angel is mine. Doesn’t she look sweet?
I’ve also been working on my family’s Christmas stockings. I am currently on number 15 of 17. This is me showing them off during a Harlequin program. I’m super proud of them.
My husband and I took a long weekend trip to Jacksonville, FL with some friends. We had a blast. We even saw a Christmas parade on the river. All the boats were decorated. We loved it.
My youngest son, Nick and I attended his heart surgeon’s retirement party. Dr. Kanter did heart surgery on Nick 5 times. One of them a heart transplant. Thirty years of friendship.
My friend Jeanie and I visited the Biltmore House and Gardens. We got a late ticket so we could see it by candlelight. We then drove over to Louisville, Kentucky to see the Southern Living Home. We had a great time.
Nick and I started our basketball season by a trip to Atlanta to see Auburn play. It still amazes me that my 30 something son goes to the games with me. (It doesn’t hurt that I pay most of the time, but who cares? I ‘m getting to spent time with him.) Another good time had.

Now, I’m in Orlando, Florida at the Book Lovers Con. I staying in a beautiful resort hotel. This is just a taste of what it looks like. I will be going home with a sun tan for sure. Then there will be Christmas….

I want to be sure to wish you a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year. Until next year.

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Out and About

by Susan Carlisle

The gates have been opened and I’ve been released on the world. After months of staying at home I’m loving being out among the people. The one thing I’ve had hammered home in the last few months is that people need people. My going has picked up to being in the fast lane in the last few months.

First, I was off to Nashville, Tennessee to give a program about my father’s family with the last name Myhr. My great grandfather was from Norway. The picture is of some of my family in front of the ancestral house. It was great to see everyone.

My next stop was a week cruising around Iceland. The trip was amazing. Waterfalls were everywhere.

Not going to conferences for a writer is very difficult. They are where we learn new things about the industry and see people who understand us. Finally I had a chance to attended NINC in person in Tampa, Florida in late September. The cherry on top was getting to go to a Maroon 5 concert. The group put on a great show. Tampa was a very nice place to spend a week in the fall. Getting a tan while gaining knowledge is the best of both worlds. I came home eager to write my next book. A refreshing concept after the last few months I have had.

Three days after getting back from Florida I attend my local writers conference. I was renewed. It was wonderful to see friends and make new ones. Nancy Harkness and I bonded. Even though she beat me out for a Maggie Award. Her book was better than mine and I told her that. If you haven’t read one of Nancy’s books you should.

A week later I was off to the Georgia State Fair in Perry, Georgia. My sister-in-law and I spent time seeing a skiing show, a seal show and Gary Puckett and the Union Gap. If you don’t know Gary Puckett’s music, I encourage you to go out and find it. You’ll be glad you did.

My going isn’t over, thank goodness, but more about that later.

Have you been anywhere fun lately?

Oh, yeah. I have a new book out in January. I thought I’d share the cover.

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Adventures in Iceland

by Susan Carlisle

My husband and I have just gotten back from a cruise around Iceland. I will admit we had hoops to jump through because of COVID but those came after we had already booked the trip. The beauty and friendliness of the country wasn’t dampened by all the “stuff” we had to do. Each stop became my favorite. Then the next day it was the next stop.

Masked and ready to go.

My husband indulged my love of afternoon tea while on the ship.
Looking across the water at a glacier
Our room was right next to the Captain’s and steps away from the bridge.
Historical house made of sod. There is few trees in Iceland.
A major waterfall and they were everywhere. We saw at least 50 in one day.
Snow on the mountains all year long.
Anything that has to do with WWII must be visited by my husband. Iceland was no exception. This is an old army barracks.
This is where I want to stay on my next visit. This are little house of a B&B. The view is unbelievable.
We had fermented shark and dried fish with a 80 prof wine. I don’t recommend any of it but it was an experience. We also had lamb done in mushrooms. We thought it was good.
Riding a tender out to the ship from an island.

We had a great trip. One I would go on again. If you wish to hear more about Iceland check out my Facebook Live Talking Books, Tea and Everything in Between on Sunday, August 15. I do a Facebook Live every Sunday at 2pm eastern. I’d love to have you join me.

Have you taken a trip recently? Even for the day?

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Escaping

By Susan Carlisle

My husband and I needed to get away – somewhere, anywhere. In all our travels we had never been to Yosemite National Park in California. So we flew to Reno, Nevada, and drove to the park. The one thing we quickly learned was that you had to want to go to Yosemite. It isn’t easy to get to. The second thing we learn is that it is amazingly beautiful, and the third thing was it was worth the trouble to get there.

On our way to Bridgeport, CA
Along the road

This is the type of wagon the pioneers crossed the United States in. My husband and I spent a night in it. I know we were much more comfortable than our forefathers.

Yes, that is a queen size bed. We had a heater, which we needed, and a small refrigerator. The only thing missing was a bathroom. We had to walk to it. Still the stay was a lot of fun.

We are in Yosemite here. The tree were huge and gorgeous. Everything surrounding us made us feel small.

The spring runoff made the rivers rough and coooold!

We stayed in the Ahwahnee Lodge inside the park. It has been serving people for 70 years. I love these type of places. I can imagine woman with fancy dresses on and men in their suits waiting to be seated for a meal in the enormous dining room. They don’t build them like this anymore.

Yosemite Falls. To think it will have almost no water coming over it by September. But then comes the snows and the process starts all over again in the spring.

I highly recommend a visit to Yosemite. It’s a special place.

I have a new book out in July.

Taming the Hot-Shot Doc

Taming the Hot-Shot Doc by [Susan Carlisle]

He’s lost everything…
Dare he risk his heart?
When renowned Chicago surgeon Matt Chapman agreed to testify against a notorious crime family, he lost his family, his fiancée and his career. Now he hopes to start again in an idyllic Mississippi town. But his efforts to keep to himself are threatened by his new boss, Dr. Shay Lunsford, who seems just as alone as he is. Dare Matt get closer to Shay and risk his heart again?

Have you been to a beautiful place lately?