Once upon a time, four years ago . . .

. . . my husband and I took our boat to Genoa Bay, British Columbia. While we were there, we joined a bunch of boaters for breakfast at a bed and breakfast above the bay. It was located in the most unusual house I've ever seen.

Suspended from the ceiling of the great room was the hull of a 44 foot sailboat!

By the time we'd eaten breakfast, toured the house and the kitchen, I knew that I'd experienced something very special, something so unusual that a story just had to have happened there.

(By the way, this is the way most stories are born for me!)

Before our little boat cleared the entrance to the bay, I was clacking away at the keyboard to my laptop, deep in the beginning of a story that was to appear in January, 2010 as Genoa Bay.

It's the story of a woman who inherits a bed and breakfast from an old mentor. In her struggle to get the business going again, she finds herself pitted against a developer who will stop at nothing to obtain the land where the old house sits. It's got a bit of romance, a bit of humor and a large dose of suspense. I hope you like it.

For those of you who follow my writing work, this story brought me into contact with a great new friend, with whom I hope to begin a whole new series of books. More about that later. . .

In the meantime, you can read an excerpt here: