• A Writer’s Muse: Annapolis

    Hello, Readers! Happy Holidays! I hope you are all doing well, despite our circumstances. I’m writing to you today, on Friday, at the end of the semester. Yesterday, all my grades were entered, and the semester has officially ended. While it wasn’t a perfect semester, I believe the students and I got through most of the important material we needed to cover, and I’m excited for the spring semester. Which leaves us with the space between now and when the semester begins in January for me to work on my novel. I love that space when I get to write—to really write. It’s exciting to dive in and begin to…

  • Annapolis Sparkles For The Holidays

    *** Apparently, my hometown knows how to do Christmas right, and I’m here to tell you that I think the judges from two of my favorite publications have gotten it right. Country Living magazine ranked Annapolis at No. 10 in its list of America’s 20 Best Small Towns for Christmas. Additionally, Travel and Leisure magazine ranked Annapolis No. 15 on its list of America’s Best Towns for the Holidays. We’ll take it. With wonderful events such as last night’s Parade of Lights sponsored by the Eastport Yacht Club, residents and visitors can stroll the streets of Annapolis, shop, eat, and watch the boats parade into the Harbor. Families, friends, and…

  • Springtime in Annapolis

    This morning I decided to do a little research for the novel I’m working on—yes, I’m writing again, and I’ve got two chapters under my belt thus far. However, despite the fact that I’ve lived in the Annapolis area for quite a while, I wanted to take a stroll along some of the streets I don’t normally walk around when my daughter and I shop down there. We typically hit Main Street and the Annapolis Dock, get an ice cream or coffee, and wander around the shops. Today, I stayed up by St. John’s College and Maryland Avenue, popping in and out of Prince George Street, King George Street, East…

  • Where I Can Breathe

    As my husband and I strolled around Annapolis on Sunday night–our first date night in many, many moons–we were stopping to take photographs. The city looked amazing; the sky was a blue that’s tough to forget, and there were few clouds on the picturesque canvas. There’s something about being near the water. Quite simply, I can breathe when I’m there. And it has to do with the water: it’s the way it looks, the way it smells, the way it shimmers, and the way it rolls and dances. I feel like an entirely different person when I’m there. I wouldn’t have written a contemporary romance novel set in in Annapolis…