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    • #MFRWHooks Family Ties

      Posted at 3:43 am by Mary J. McCoy-Dressel, on January 6, 2021

      Hey there! Most of last year didn’t go as planned, so I had to take an unwanted break from Book Hooks and #MFRWauthor 52-Week Blog Challenge. The 52-Week Challenge is monthly this year instead of weekly.

      Guess what? I published a book amid all the chaos life threw at me. My Book Hook today is for my December release—”a later in life or seasoned” romance. Our heroine Judy Carlson is the matriarch of the Double Dutch Ranch. She appears in all the Double Dutch Ranch books and the spin off series books.

      Seasoned with Destiny: A Gift of Love

      Double Dutch Ranch Series: Love at First Sight #5

      Book Description

      Heartaches, hot flashes, and new beginnings.

      Content with her family and new grandbabies on the way, Judy Carlson is happy—despite day-to-day struggles of running a ranch and memories of sadness they share. Menopausal changes remind her birthdays arrive too doggone soon. On sleepless nights, she longs for a partner to snuggle up beside. She never minds gazing at a strong cowboy, a man with a handsome smile, or with an intellectual touch of silver in his hair. She observes this daily in their seasoned ranch foreman, Selva Rosado. Though she won’t admit to an attraction until an emotional and physical warming encompasses her when he’s around.

      However, after dancing a night away with Dale Connor three years ago, she’d considered settling down again. Then he disappeared on a clandestine trip, only to return with intentions as mysterious as his journey, and trouble from his past. She learns how right her family is to worry and how wrong she is to ignore intuition. Yet she can’t overlook their loyal foreman in the background who waits and watches with his own mysteries.

      Two men vie for her hand. How can a cowgal decide which one will park their boots beside hers at the end of each day? Before making any decisions, she aims to discover all of their secrets.

      Heat Level: Rated “sensual–intimately sweet and personal.”

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      I changed a name in the following to avoid spoilers. Judy’s idea. The name I chose to use for the hero in this excerpt is in capital letters.

      Excerpt

      Tears came to her at the awful sight that met them. She shielded her eyes with her palm. Our lovely ranch may never be the same. Dane drove under the signpost and pulled to the side.

      He faced her. “Sit tight. We’ll take care of this.” A yellow banner saying Sheriff’s Line Do Not Cross had been attached to one side of the signpost when they’d arrived home. The guys got out to take it down. Dane gathered it up and tossed it into the truck bed.

      “Are you ready for this, Mom?” Dane asked, after getting back in. “Stay with us tonight, and you won’t have to deal with the mess. We’ll take care of straightening up inside after authorities had gone through and released it.”

      Judy prepared herself to see more yellow tape on the barn and her once safe home. How would she overcome this? “No, I have to face the demon. Avoiding it won’t make a difference.”

      “Yeah, it will,” Jase said. “Dane, drive to my house so Mom and Brenna can get the baby settled. The three of us will clean up here.”

      Judy clasped JOHN’S hand but kept quiet as Dane turned around and drove the long way toward Jase’s home to prevent her from seeing more. They were right to do so.

      “It’s the best thing to do, Judy,” Brenna said. “I don’t want to see it, either.”

      “I understand, honey.”

      JOHN held her. Instinctively, she leaned into the crook of his arm. She closed her eyes for the duration of the ride.

      At Jase’s, they escorted Brenna, the baby, and Judy inside. Judy had to admit that she liked this idea better. She released JOHN’S hand, got a glass from the cupboard, and filled it with water from the tap. She took a long drink. “You’ll come back to get me when you’re finished?”

      Dane jangled his keys as if impatient. “Of course. It’s easier said than done, but try to relax.”

      “Go get your pistol out of the lock box, Bren.” Jase laid the shotgun down on the coffee table near them. He kissed Brenna and his child farewell. They exited in a flash.

      Clasping her hands at her waist, Judy watched after them until they disappeared out of the driveway. They could’ve lost us. What can be going through their minds?

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      What is Book Hooks? From the Marketing for Romance Writers Website: Book Hooks is a weekly meme hosted by Marketing for Romance Writers as part of the MFRW Authors Blog. It’s a chance each week to hook readers on your current WIP or any previously published book.

      Visit more Book Hooks from participants at this LINK.

      Thank you for stopping by today. Happy New Year!

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    • Seasoned with Destiny: A Gift of Love

      Posted at 3:10 pm by Mary J. McCoy-Dressel, on December 25, 2020

      I proudly present to you:

      Double Dutch Ranch Series: Love at First Sight, Book #5

      Book Description

      Readers have grown to love the Double Dutch Ranch series and the Carlson family. Return to Canyon Junction with Book Five.

      Heartaches, hot flashes, and new beginnings.

      Content with her family and new grandbabies on the way, Judy Carlson is happy—despite day-to-day struggles of running a ranch and memories of sadness they share. Menopausal changes remind her birthdays arrive too doggone soon. On sleepless nights, she longs for a partner to snuggle up beside. She never minds gazing at a strong cowboy, a man with a handsome smile, or with an intellectual touch of silver in his hair. She observes this daily in their seasoned ranch foreman, Selva Rosado. Though she won’t admit to an attraction until an emotional and physical warming encompasses her when he’s around.

      However, after dancing a night away with Dale Connor three years ago, she’d considered settling down again. Then he disappeared on a clandestine trip, only to return with intentions as mysterious as his journey, and trouble from his past. She learns how right her family is to worry and how wrong she is to ignore intuition. Yet she can’t overlook their loyal foreman in the background who waits and watches with his own mysteries.

      Two men vie for her hand. How can a cowgal decide which one will park their boots beside hers at the end of each day? Before making any decisions, she aims to discover all of their secrets.

      Author Note: Seasoned with Destiny: A Gift of Love is Judy’s story. However, her three sons will not sit back quietly when everything they love is at stake. Therefore, you’ll see chapters in their points of view, too, plus a chapter from a special man.

      Grab a copy here:

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      How about a little sneak peek from the first chapter? Yeah? All Right!

      Chapter 1

      Judy walked cautiously into the great room and peered into the kitchen. The mumble and jumble from her family came to a halt. She peered around the room. “What’s the matter? You act like you’ve never seen me wear makeup before. Yes, it’s a new dress. I advise every one of you to keep your attitudes in line tonight.”

      They all looked stunned, but Jase, her firstborn, stood. “Should we sit down to have a talk, Ma? You haven’t had a real date for a long time. You never fooled me. You dated another guy for many years, but he never had your heart. Need any advice?” Jase roared. Tristan and Dane stood at the counter snickering.

      Jase continued. “Just saying. I don’t want to have to rough him up any, so we need to set up some boundaries in advance.”

      Judy rolled her eyes at the so-called leader of the pack. “Why, Jase Carlson. If you weren’t so big, I’d smack your behind. Instead, I’ll have Brenna do it.”

      “Hey!” Brenna waddled up to Jase. “Don’t bring me into this.”

      “Come on, Bren,” Jase smirked. “Smack my ass, doll.”

      Brenna patted his behind. “Watch it big guy. You know better than to mess with me right now.”

      Jase drew her over in front of him and slipped his hands to her round belly. “Because of this kid? Huh, little Mama?”

      “What do you think?” Brenna narrowed her eyes but smiled and lifted her face for a kiss.

      Judy carried the Cussin’ Jar over to Jase. “Now.”

      “Aww, come on.”

      “Five bucks, mister.”

      “Damn, you raised the price?”

      “That’ll be ten bucks. Between Brenna and Nora, I’ll have two more grandbabies. The cost went up. If you don’t like it, stop cussin’. Shall we make it an even twenty?”

      “I don’t mean to in front of you, Ma.”

      “Habits are hard to break.” Judy smiled at the friendly banter, but she saddened as this pregnancy reminded her of Jase and Brenna’s last one. She’d had a stillborn birth at five months with a little boy named Timothy. Today, little Timmy would be the age of Nora and Tristan’s three-year-old son, Shiloh. It had been one of the most difficult things the family had ever faced. She chose to believe Timmy rested in his grandpa Bill’s arms in Heaven.

      Jase pretended to zip his mouth but ignored the jar. “I’ll get it later. The kids took all my cash.”

      Tristan, her middle son who held the weight of the family on his shoulders, took over where Jase left off. “You’re awful calm, Mom, for a first date. Holding out on us and seeing Dale on the side? Slipping out at night? Huh?”

      “It’s none of your business, but no. Dale and I got along at the wedding. It’s almost like we’d known each other for years.” She only fooled herself. Too much time had passed to have those feelings for him now. Three years was too much time, and she’d heard different rumors concerning why he’d disappeared, but she didn’t have the heart to ask those who knew him. This evening, she intended to find out if they were true. Maybe she wouldn’t inquire on their first date.

      “You don’t know him.” Tristan frowned. “If it isn’t us watching out for you, who will? It’s no different than the third degree we’d get from you on our dates.”

      “Yeah, Ma. Remember when you coerced me to take Brenna to the hotel after just meeting her?” Jase leaned his head to the side to escape Brenna’s hand from covering his mouth.

      Judy nodded toward Brenna’s belly. “I was right, wasn’t I?”

      “Wasn’t she, Jase?” Brenna warned.

      Jase patted her tummy. “Okay, darlin’, she was right.”

      Judy brushed her hands forward in a sweeping motion. “Humph. Let me finish getting ready. You all go home before he gets here. I don’t need you scaring him off.”

      Jase and Dane pulled out a chair. Dane nodded to his brother. “Hey, Tristan, bring over some sandwich fixings.”

      “Uh-uh. No, you don’t.” Judy took hold of his and Jase’s sleeves and attempted to pull them out of the chairs. Instead, they sat speechless, and they must’ve applied glue to their jeans because none of them budged. “You boys, git. Come back to make your sandwiches after I leave.”

      Jase grinned at Brenna. “Come on, guys. She can’t kick us out of the driveway. Dale will have to come through us first.”

      She could spit Sonoran sand right now. Judy pushed Jase toward the door. “Wanna bet? Go home. I’ll call if I need you.”

      Selva Rosado, their ranch foreman, tapped on the door, entering with a confident air about him. He carried a bouquet. “Tristan, can I see you in the barn? We have a slight problem.”

      Tristan grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge. “Sure. Those flowers for me?”

      Selva chuckled. “No, amigo.”

      Judy smiled at Selva who had worked on the Double Dutch for years and had been good friends with Bill and her. The man had a swagger that caught her attention more times than she’d want to admit. She’d always imagined Bill would have the same touch of silver in his hair as Selva’s. “What are you doing with those flowers? Got a date yourself?”

      “Nah, not me. Good evening, Judy.” Handing her the flowers, Selva gazed at Judy from the floor up. “I saw these at the store today. They were the last bunch, sitting all alone. The first thing I thought of was how nice they’d look on your kitchen table.” He cleared his throat and nodded to Tristan. “Sorry to barge in on you all like this.”

      Tristan took a swig from the water bottle. “I’ll be right there. Mom’s got a date. We’re sticking around to intimidate him a little.”

      Selva lowered his eyes to Judy’s. “A date? Back with Martyn?”

      Judy strolled over to Selva, touched his upper arm, and thanked him for the flowers. “Don’t listen to him, and no, it isn’t Martyn.” She turned to Tristan but eyed all three boys. “You go out to the barn to see what’s the matter. Stay there until you leave for home. I don’t need you here when Dale comes. Go.” She swung her arm toward the door with her finger pointing.

      Jase and Dane each gave her a hug before following Tristan to the door. Dane hesitated. “How come Brenna gets to stay?”

      “Have you boys reverted back to teenagers?” Judy faced Brenna. “Now, honey, I love you like you’re blood, but gather the kids from outside and skedaddle. Please, all of you go home.”

      Dane frowned. “Let’s get out of here, guys.”

      “I love you boys.”

      “We love you, too, Ma,” Jase called over his shoulder.

      “Love ya, Mom, behave tonight.” Dane, her youngest and a protector of everything, gave one of the smiles he’d used to get his way as a boy. She couldn’t help but return it.

      Selva trailed through the kitchen behind them all, holding up at the door. He met her gaze. “You look nice tonight. Is it Dale Connor who you’re dating? Roxanne’s father?”

      “I wouldn’t say dating. He’s been gone. Do you remember him from the wedding a few years back?”

      “Yes, ma’am and for other reasons. I heard he’d returned. Be careful, Judy.”

      Judy tilted her head inquisitively. “Whatever for? Is there something I should know?”

      He put on his hat, opened his mouth as if to speak, but turned and exited.

      Hmm. What had that been about? Judy eyed his tall frame and muscles a senior personal trainer might die for, until Selva strode into the barn with Tristan. She padded over to lock the back door. Sighing, she wrung her hands at her midriff. A smile brightened her face upon spotting the flowers on the island. She picked up the mixed spring bouquet, got a vase from the china cabinet on the far wall, and arranged them in water. Tonight, he’d had on the familiar cologne. The beautiful flowers were what she needed to bring a calm over her, but it didn’t last long. His car rolled into the driveway three years too late.


      Ah, I love Judy and her story!

      Oh, one more thing, and I don’t like asking but… I haven’t been able to set up any promotion for this book because I didn’t think I’d get it out this year, so if y’all can help me spread the word, I’ll be grateful.

      AMAZON | BOOKS2READ


      Thanks so much for stopping by today.

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    • Short Snippet Saturday: You Can Hurt People Without Touching Them

      Posted at 10:22 am by Mary J. McCoy-Dressel, on October 13, 2018
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      Welcome back to Canyon Junction! We’re here with another Short Snippet Saturday post, but first… My heart goes out to all of you affected by another hurricane in the U.S. Many of you are still suffering from Florence and now Michael. Prayers and hugs are sent to everyone in need, and for those of you who are experiencing nature’s forces around the world.

      Well, the business of the day here is:

      It’s no surprise that I’d soon be posting another snippet from my new release, Hooked by Sundown, #3 in Canyon Junction: Hearts in Love Series. I’m happy to say the first review came in with a five star rating. It made my day. By the way… There is nothing short about this snippet today. Not even the title.  ❤

      Sheesh, I need shorter series names though.

      I don’t think an explanation is necessary for this snippet. It involves, Wade, Sophie, and her brother in Wade’s POV. It’s rather long. Not as long as it nearly was though before I cut some out.  🙂  Pour yourself another beverage and take a seat.


      Wade set his cup down then cranked his neck to be sure she remained out there while he said his piece. “I warned you about hurting your sister.”

      “Shut up, dude. I didn’t touch her. Who said I had to listen to you, anyway?”

      Dumbass. He came close to grabbing him around the throat. “You can hurt people without touching them. Look at her. You need a job? Straighten up, and I’ll give you one where I work. We have a guy on his way out. He doesn’t know it yet. Let me know when you’re ready, and you got a job.”

      “Why?”

      “I don’t like seeing her distressed over you.” Sophie rose from the chair and headed inside. “Keep the job Mary J McCoy-Dressel, western romance, blog post short snippet Saturday, Hooked by Sundownin mind. It’s your choice.” Wade removed a skillet from the bottom cupboard, turned the stove on, and added bacon. He warmed up his coffee and observed Sophie’s face when she came in. She glanced at Clay then back to him as if she expected new blood and bruising.

      “Do you have ice?” she asked.

      “Yep.” All this reminded him too much about his own brother. Regardless, Wade missed him. Accepting his death hadn’t happened yet. How long would it take?

      She got ice out and found a baggie in a drawer. “Here, bro. This will make you feel better.”

      Clay glanced at Wade then applied the bag to a knot on his forehead. “Can I get out of here?” he asked Sophie.

      “Not yet, I’m making breakfast. Take those aspirins.”

      Wade had to get out of the room. He understood family issues better than most, but he was about to gag at the way she babied Clay. A couple big breaths later, he reentered the kitchen.

      Clay headed down the hallway but came back, gripped the doorway, saying, “Thanks. Both of you. I appreciate it. Don’t fix anything for me.” He turned toward the bathroom. “Let me know when you can take me to get my truck.”

      Sophie sighed. “I don’t know why I do this to myself.”

      She’d hid her turmoil well. Wade got up to hug her. “This is what I wanted to do last night. You’re afraid of losing out again and don’t trust me.”

      She returned his embrace. “Aren’t we all? I’m afraid of a lot of things like my boy being hurt again, me…”

      Wade held her at an arm’s length. “Didn’t you hear me say I don’t want to hurt anybody? You need to stop hearing only what you want.”

      “It’s a promise you can’t keep.”

      “Yes, I can. The part I can keep. Yeah, I’m gonna die one day. We all are, but I hope it’s not too soon. Between now and then, I can promise.” Wade peered into her eyes. “You gonna hurt me? It works two ways.”

      She sniffled, but tears didn’t fall. “I’m afraid I already did.”

      Yeah, she did, but he allowed it to dig at him. “Will you hurt me again?”

      “It isn’t my intention.”

      Mary J McCoy-Dressel, western romance, Image for blog post short snippet Saturday, Hooked by Sundown“Let’s move on then. Stop dwelling on the fact that you’re going to lose again. Maybe the other loss was also your gain.” Damn, but that sounded cold-hearted. He grabbed a fork to turn the burning bacon.

      “Oh no, it burned. I’m sorry. Go on. Get out of here so I can concentrate on feeding you.”

      “I can take Clay to get his truck if you want to finish breakfast.”

      She turned down the heat. “Sure. Let me ask him.”

      He took her arm, but she shook it free with a glare. “No. Tell him instead of asking.”

      She gave him a weird look. “Ah…”

      “Sophie…” He wouldn’t say she needed to stop acting like Clay’s mother. That decision was hers. She’d have to find her own escape from his dominance and to stop enabling him.

      “You’re right. Thank you for taking him in last night. If not, I’d be waiting at the hospital.”

      Wade strode into the great room and headed to the stairway. “I need to get my keys and wallet.” He went upstairs and stood at the rail. He couldn’t hear their voices, which was a good thing, meaning Clay hadn’t argued or raised his voice with her. Wade got what he came up for and went back downstairs.

      Clay waited at the door. “I’ll pay for your gas. I don’t suppose you smoke.”

      He shoved his wallet into his back pocket and attached a knife in a sheath to his belt. “Not anymore. It’s not necessary for you to put gas in my truck.”

      “It’s the least I can do. That’s a damn big knife.”

      “That’s the way I like them.” He gave Sophie a hug before leaving. “See you soon.”

      At Wade’s truck, Clay held the door before getting inside. “You’re good for my sister.”

      Wade nodded in agreement, got in, and drove away in silence. You’re damn right he was good for Sophie. Maybe she’d figure it out sooner than later because he didn’t plan on waiting until later.



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      Thank you for reading. Visit the page HERE to read more about this Spin Off Series to the Double Dutch Ranch Series.


      I hope your weekend is off to a great start. The weather here went from the high 80s to the 40s within a couple days, but it’s beautiful here. Each day I see new trees changing color in the wooded area right outside my bedroom window. My car has turned yellow due to small leaves falling from the tree in the front yard. I don’t know what kind of tree it is.

      Soon, when the leaves are all down, I’ll be able to spot where the turkey and deer live. Eight or nine turkeys come out on occasion to strut across my parking lot. The Tom usually stays behind until later then he squawks and screams trying to find them. (I guess.)

      How’s the weather where you are this autumn?

      Thanks for visiting. I love when you stop by!

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    • When Is “The End” Not The End? #MFRWauthor #AmWriting

      Posted at 1:00 am by Mary J. McCoy-Dressel, on October 12, 2018
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      Howdy! We’re into Week 41 in the Marketing for Romance Writers 52-Week Blog Challenge Blog Hop.

      Epilogue or Not?

      Wait. Does this mean as a reader or writer? I’m taking it from my own standpoint as an author and reader.

      If I’m replying like I’m supposed to, then this is easy to answer. Let me mention why I don’t include an epilogue in most of my books:

      • Sometimes epilogues get skipped?
      • All my books don’t need one.

      Do you read prologues and epilogues? I read both, so it doesn’t matter to me as a reader.

      It’s not that I will never write one in another book. It depends on the story.

      Moving Forward:

      Well, yes, I have used an epilogue in three of my books. The first two were the first two books I wrote centuries ago.

      After more centuries, when I started writing western romance, Hey, Cowboy, Book #2 in the Bull Rider Series, called for an epilogue at the end.

      Why?

      This story needed one to help wrap up a couple things. It wasn’t necessary because the ending at the last chapter ended with a satisfying ending. And a great one.

      My Thoughts for the Epilogue:

      After the final scene at the end of the book, I wanted to have the reader see what happened after the fact and not only with Velia and Caulder. It gave me a chance to tell readers what happens to a few others in the book as time carried on outside of the book. I did it this way in case Hey, Cowboy turned out to be the last book in that series, which had been my intention.

      I wanted readers to visualize the future for all of these characters. Another reason this book has an epilogue is because I wanted to show my hero and heroine in a different role in the one and a half page epilogue.

      I love that I made the choice, and it still makes me “happy cry” when I read it. The same with the end of the last chapter. LOL, yes, I took a moment to read the epilogue while writing this. You don’t have to ask… Yes, I happy cried again. I swear it might be the best ending I ever wrote. Nah, not true. I love all my endings, but I believe Velia and Caulder will always live on in my heart. It’s getting crowded in there now with new characters finding their way too. Isn’t this fun?

      Remember, this is a Blog Hop and other authors take part in Marketing for Romance Writers Blog Challenge. Do they write epilogues or do they hate them? Will they read or write an epilogue at the end of a book? How about you authors and readers? Tell us.

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      Thanks so much for taking the time to stop by today.

      Interested in seeing more of my Blog Challenge posts like Open and Closed Doors? My Favorite Indulgence? My Best Gift Ever? And why the heck do Shining Beams Make Me Cry? Type #MFRWauthor or 52 Week into the search box in the sidebar for more.

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