Priorities. A completely random blog post

If you’ve found yourself wondering why I’ve written 5 books with my co-writer as Mindy Michele since my last solo release, here is your answer…


What an evolution we go through.

Many moons ago, my focus and attention were on raising three little humans. When the youngest went off to kindergarten, I found myself at a loss with what to do with my time. At the suggestion of my supportive husband, it was
In short, storytelling became my thing as it had been before those three humans came along.

And now, ten years later, I find my focus shifting back to those humans as they dare to grow up. The oldest is a college grad, the middle a senior with a grand plan of moving abroad in the next few years, and the youngest is sixteen. I have three years left as a mom of ‘kids,’ and I have found my focus exists for them.

To soak up every ounce and every minute before they run off and create worlds of their own.

So forgive me if I disappear now and again. I’m still here, I’m still writing, I’m just putting my family first.


Co-writing is infinitely easier than writing solo. Mindy and I are so in sync that we finish each other’s sentences with little thought, making the process quick and (relatively) painless. This means when I step away from my laptop for personal things, I know my story is still being worked on by my other half. And Mindy, as a mother of a young toddler, has the same guarantee. Sharing these stories gives us a life balance we don’t have when writing solo.

We’re obsessive creatives by nature, so knowing there will be new words and directions to take our characters when we reopen the document rather than them sitting stagnant keeps us motivated.

The book world is fast-paced. It’s easy to beat ourselves over not keeping up with the authors cranking out releases and marketing their tails off. Maybe I’ll find the will to hustle when the season of parenting comes to an end…

But today, this is me telling me it is okay to step back.

*Don’t worry, I’m still writing solo and always dreaming up ideas. It just might not come as fast as we’d all like. One thing I’ve been struggling with is the direction I want to take my brand. Mindy Michele’s signature is '“sweet sexy drama” and “Hallmark with a kick.” Moving forward, my solo writing is definitely going to be my spicier outlet, but will I lean into more suspense, stick to sports-related themes, or dip my toes back into paranormal and fantasy? It might seem silly to obsess over these decisions, but they’re important in the grand scheme of a career.

And as always, THANK YOU to those of you who stick by my side supporting me no matter what. The best part of the last ten years has been YOU! XOXO ~M

ONE week until #TAAHR! Here's an excerpt

One Week

One Week —

Sneak Peeeeekkkkk 👀

Weaving my fingers into his silky curls, I draw his head away. “You know if I wait too long to put her in bed, she’ll wake when I move her and be up for hours.”

His blue eyes, dark with passion, read me. Whatever he sees causes him to push up and move to sit on the opposite end of the couch as I swing my feet out of his way. I sit up, combing my fingers through my tangled hair and adjusting my twisted shirt.

My gaze flicks to the expanse between us, and even though he’s not looking my way, Archer grins. “Yes, I am purposefully sticking to this corner. If you want to leave, I need to stay on my side.”

The man can read my mind. I shake my head. “I didn’t say anything.”

His thumb swipes at his bottom lip. “You didn’t have to.”

See? Mind reader. I follow his gaze to Clem fast asleep on Eli’s blue blanket on the floor, rattles and soft blocks strewn about.

Archer releases a heavy sigh, and my attention snaps to him. “What is it?”

“I’m gonna want to move fast, Will.” He pinches the bridge of his nose and swings his head toward me. “That’s the danger of our age difference. I know what I’m looking for, and I know you fit the bill.”

An invisible pull urges me closer. Sitting on the edge of the couch, I angle his way and take his hand. “So, what are you saying?”

Archer pops to his feet and drags me to stand with him, hauling me into an unyielding embrace. He buries his face into my hair. “I’m saying that I don’t want you to go,” he whispers in my ear. “Not to your apartment, Michigan, or anywhere I’m not at your side at the end of the day.”

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Have you read Blossoms & Steel?

Our fathers have been at war since high school, so when Kip left town for college I was happy to see him go. So happy, I kissed him. 👄

Six years later, he returns to our small seaside town just as cocky and handsome as ever. I want to hold onto the grudges of the past but Kip isn’t someone a woman can ignore, especially since he has something I need for my family’s business to grow.

And the more we run into each other, the more forbidden feelings creep in. Hate is powerful, but love is unstoppable.

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