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My youngest son was playing the guitar this morning, just kicking back riffing, and I was astonished at how every chord he picked resonated with me.  I guess it shouldn’t  surprise me since he is, after all, my son.  Naturally, we have similar ear structures, common emotions, and similar likes and dislikes despite the difference in our years.

But then I reflected on how there are musicians I don’t have any personal connection to who seem to repeatedly resonate with me, too.  Diverse musicians, from Chris Botti–the absolute best jazz trumpeter ever, or Imogen Heap, who I’m sure you know, to my worn, much-loved, old Eagles albums, and even good old Mozart.   At the same time I know there are lots of people who don’t care to listen to these musicians I think are so extraordinary.

Writing is the same way.  As writers we aren’t playing for the whole world’s approbation.  We’re writing to an unknown, but specific audience. An audience that, hopefully, resonates with our particular characters and themes, an audience the “gets” the way we see the world.  We are writing for readers who feel understood and “touched” when they read our words.  They feel moved by the images, language and experiences we portray.

That takes some of the pressure off, doesn’t it? As writers’ our goal isn’t to please everyone with our work.  That’s impossible. Besides, I write for the sheer joy of it. Like my son playing his guitar in the early morning, I sing/write whether anyone is listening or not. My goal is to compose words, thoughts and stories from my heart, and do it well enough that they resonate in others.  I am fortunate when you write me to tell me how one of my books cheered you up when you were sick, or that your jaw dropped when you read page 146, or I made you laugh out loud at a time when you really needed it.  Thank you for your notes and letters.  They let me know someone is humming the same tune with me.

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Cut From the Same Cloth

Now Aunt Honore is meddling in her mysterious nephew’s life…

Why does the powerfully built, golden-haired, Lord St. Cleve dress like an overdone Dandy? His outlandish wardrobe belies the hard unyielding lines of his face. Whoever he is, he’s ruining Elizabeth Hampton’s desperate scheme to secure a rich husband. Terribly vexing, to arrive at the most fashionable Breakfast Party of the Season wearing a perfectly stunning Chinese silk gown, only to discover Lord St. Cleve is clad in unmentionables cut from identical cloth.

Humiliating. Insufferable! Why, the devil, must he show up in fabrics Elizabeth searched so diligently to procure? To say nothing of the long hours she spent secretly stitching her creations together. He must be stopped. She is determined to spy out his perplexing game, and put an end to his interference.

St. Cleve despises pretension of any kind. He cannot abide the self-important airs put on by some members of the Ton and takes pleasure in making a mockery of Brummell’s fashion strictures. Conceited frauds! Hadn’t his grandfather’s snobbery made his mother’s life a misery? All the more maddening to discover that the one woman who captures his interest is the biggest pretender of all. He vows to teach Miss Elizabeth Hampton a lesson she won’t soon forget.

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A Regency Romantic Comedy
Zebra Regency Romance series
Kensington, January 2005

“…believable characters with realistic traits, humor, and a bit of danger to create a wondrous painting that will linger in your mind’s eye long after you finish the story. Terrific!

Detra Fitch, Huntress Reviews

…humorous and enchanting tale with intrigue and danger” Romantic Times,  4 stars

…charming book, with the lightness and freshness of a sunny day in the park.”

–Yvonne Choi, Rakehell Reviews

Foreign Copies:

German version of Cut From the Same ClothGerman translation of Cut From the Same Cloth

Brazillian Cut from Same ClothBrazilian/Portuguese translation of Cut From the Same Cloth

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Waltz With a Rogue

The Highwayman Came Waltzing…

When Elizabeth Claegburn learns that her childhood sweetheart Lord Ryerton will be investigating a string of robberies in the village, she doesn’t expect a shared waltz to rekindle their attachment. As romantic as the dance is, she knows cannot give in to a foolish tendre. For if the dashing nobleman learns her secret, more than her heart will be at stake…

This is a fun spin on the beloved Highwayman poem by Alfred Noyes- a story of sacrifice and devotion.  Imagine, if you will, what would happen if the highwayman was not a man but a group of desperate spinsters.

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The Highwayman Came Waltzing
a novella by Kathleen Baldwin

A Regency Anthology
Zebra Regency Romance series
Kensington, September 2004

4½ Stars -Romantic Times


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Mistaken Kiss

Willa is nearly blind, but she knows trouble when she trips over it.

(Aunt Honore is back…)

Willa, the vicar’s little sister knows full well that her prospects are bleak. When she accidentally kisses Alexander Braeburn, her dull predictable world turns upside down. Logic dictates that she should stay away from the handsome Corinthian. He’s the black sheep of their village. But how can she resist? She yearns for one more taste of the most tantalizing excitement she has ever experienced? Just one more, before Willa settles back into her dreary life forever.

Alex is intrigued by the refreshingly forthright Willa. Her genuine character warms his jaded heart and makes him smile. When she naïvely marches into trouble, Alex feels duty bound to rescue her. Is it duty? Or something else that compels him to watch over the vicar’s little sister?

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A Regency Romantic Comedy
Zebra Regency Romance series
Kensington, January 2005

2006 HOLT MEDALLION Finalist

“warm and charming tale”

-Romantic Times 4½ Stars

“a delight… laughter aplenty”

-Cheryl Sneed,  Rakehell Reviews

“Hilarious!”

-Reva Merchant, Library Specialist

Brazillian Mistaken Kiss

Brazilian translation of Mistaken Kiss

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Lady Fiasco

Can a lady with a reputation for disaster, stumble into love?

An unusual heroine, Fiona Hawthorn grew up running free. Without a mother to restrain her, she spent her days riding her horse neck or nothing across her father’s fields and swimming like a sea nymph. But in a sitting room she’s bound to overturn the teapot or accidentally trip the footman. Her illustrious Aunt Honore decides to takes the hoyden in hand, but amidst the strictures of the Ton, Fiona is a fish out of water.

When she was younger, Lord Wesmont was her hero. But he came home from fighting Napoleon a hardened man. Nothing can breathe life back into his cold heart, nothing except, perhaps, the love of an unusual young woman who regularly turns his life upside-down.

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A Regency Romantic Comedy
Zebra Regency Romance series
Kensington, September 2004

“extremely amusing” –Huntress Review

Voted Best Traditional Regency of 2004
by Cata-Romance Readers

“A winning mix of wit and humor.”
–Elisabeth Fairchild,
RT Lifetime Achievement winner


Brazillian Lady Fiasco

Brazilian translation of Lady Fiasco

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