Author Archives: Kristine

About Kristine

I'm a writer of romance and various other fiction. Wife, Mother, Database Analyst, Dog owner

Rip tides and Slurpees

Rip tides strike again off the NJ shore.  Every time I read a story about something like this I thank God for my mother. When I was nine or ten a friend and I went to the Virginia Beach oceanfront with my … Continue reading

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chocolate should be packed in first aid kits

I live mostly in my head.  When I reveal that I work with computers for a living and have a secondary career as a novelist, people tend to respond with the all knowing “Ah.”  As if that explains it all. … Continue reading

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Why I write

Every time I sit to write I’m forced to ask myself if I’m wasting my time.  Will anyone enjoy what I write?  Does it matter? This leads me to the question of why I write.  To answer it I have … Continue reading

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Rest in Peace Anne McCaffery

I first started reading her novels when I was a teen.  After high school graduation I took a job in a book store and every time one of her books came through I set one aside to buy.   She wrote more … Continue reading

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Gaget

I’ve always been a little behind the times.  I don’t understand reality television or twitter.   I only just now really get blogging; though they teach it in my children’s school as part of the English curriculum.  Still don’t have a … Continue reading

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I think I’m ready

For the last few months, I’ve been working on my newest project.  I think it’s wonderful.  It’s my best book yet.  (just a little shamless self promotion) I’ve edited it myself, twice, and I’ll do it once more before I call … Continue reading

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Excuse me Ma’am your insecurity is showing.

 As a writer I’m expected to be a loner.  Books aren’t written in the middle of a party.  It isn’t done by a group of friends sitting around a living room.  It’s solitary work, between a writer and their medium.  … Continue reading

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