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Christina Dodd
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Visit my website—> http://christinadodd.com/ Virtue Falls series—> http://bit.ly/PbV8q6
Visit my website—> http://christinadodd.com/ Virtue Falls series—> http://bit.ly/PbV8q6

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I finished my book!
I finished my book!
I finished my book!
Now I'm going to frolic thru the meadows throwing flowers in the air, then have a glass of wine in the porch swing and marvel at the sunset.
After that, I'll get caught up on all the work I let slide while I was finishing my book…Did I mention I finished my book? :) :) :)
#writing #book #ebook
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C’mon, you know you’ve done it. You wake up with PMS and figure you’ll make an emergency run to the grocery store for chocolate, even though you look like hell — but who cares, you never see anyone there who knows you? And you meet your minister, your fifth grade teacher, the guy you’re secretly in love with and you’ve dreamed about for years, and a TV news anchor there to report on overweight American adults and for some reason, he films you, clutching your one-pound Hershey bar and snarling.

Not that this has ever happened to me.

Not long ago, the Husband and I went to Costco to get a corporate card. We spend a lot of money there (“Can you help us carry that twenty-gallon jar of dill pickles out to the car? Put it right next to the seventy-five roll package of toilet paper.”) and figured the corporate card, which refunds some tiny part of your purchases, would pay for itself. The trick is, I’m the corporate entity and Husband wanted me there in case they questioned it. And he assured me my whole job would be to stand there while he filled out the form and coughed up the fee.

Now let me stop for a minute and point out that being an author provides a fair amount of anonymity. People sometimes know your name (“I think my mom has read you.”), but they never know your face. So I went schlepping into Costco with no cosmetics and, well, I’d been working in the yard so I hadn’t had a shower and I was wearing this grubby shirt and jeans with dirt on the… READ MORE http://www.christinadodd.com/christina-dodd-puts-on-her-oldest-brown-sweat-suit-goes-shopping-and-runs-into-every-person-shes-ever-met/

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I used to work in a bookstore, & my boss Carol would mail romances to a customer who had moved. One day in the mail Carol received a Joyce Brothers column saying studies in married couples proved if the wife read romance, they enjoyed 3 times the sex. Carol got the column from our client’s hubby who also sent a $50 check for books & a note that said, “Keep up the good work.”
It’s #MothersDay! Buy your mom a romance! Your dad will thank you! http://www.christinadodd.com/books-by-series/

#romance #books 
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Am I the only one who thinks, "Meme" should be pronounced, "Me-me"?
Just sayin'.

#meme

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Readers become writers, and Christina Dodd has always been a reader. She reads everything, but because she loves humor, she likes romance best.

A woman wants things like world peace, a clean house, and a deep and meaningful relationship based on mutual understanding and love. A man wants things like a Craftsman router with attachments, undisputed control of the TV remote, and a red Corvette which will miraculously make his bald spot disappear. So when Christina’s first daughter was born, she told her husband she was going to quit work and write a book. It was a good time to start a new career, because how much trouble could one little infant be?

Ha! It took ten years, two children and three completed … READ MORE: http://www.christinadodd.com/meet-christina/

#writing

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The beautiful part of writing is that you don't have to get it right the first time unlike, say, brain surgery. — Robert Cormier
#writing

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When you go to my website you will find this right smack dab in the middle of the home page. How many of you use these options on author's pages?
#printablebooklist #bookbyseries
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A thousand years ago, Konstantine Varinski, a magnificent warrior of savage cruelty, roamed the Russian steppes. Driven by his craving for power, he struck a terrible bargain. In return for the ability to change from a magnificent warrior into a predator that could hunt down his enemies wherever they hid, he promised his soul — and the souls of his descendants — to the devil.
To Konstantine Varinski and to each Varinski since, the devil bequeathed long life and good health. They could not be killed in battle except by another demon. Because of their battle prowess, their endurance and decisiveness, they become rich, respected and feared.
Through czars, Bolsheviks and even presidents, they retained their warrior compound, went where they were paid to go, and with flawless ferocity, crushed uprisings and demanded obedience.
They called themselves THE DARKNESS.Christina_Dodd_Darkness_Chosen
They could breed only sons, a matter of much exultation to them. With each child, they hailed the birth of a new demon, and raised the child to be a ruthless warrior worthy of the name Varinski.
For no Varinski ever falls in love … until one did.
No Varinski ever married … until one did.
No Varinski ever fled the compound and their way of life … until one did.
For the first time, cracks appeared in the solid foundation of the deal with the devil.
Heaven took note.
So did Hell.

READ MORE ABOUT MY PARANORMALS: http://www.christinadodd.com/genre/paranormal/

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Meet our dog, Ritter. All dogs are special, but Ritter was special in a different way. In 2003, my husband suggested we train an assistance dog for Canine Companions for Independence, an organization that provides trained assistance dogs for children and adults with disabilities. We knew it would be a lot of work, but the reward was providing a dog to help someone in a wheelchair live a full, joyful life.
CCI breeds and provides the dogs. Ritter was our assignment. We got him when he was eleven weeks old and hell-dog. The first thing we were told about him was that he’d eaten a towel and we should watch to make sure he’d pass it. (It’s stuff like this, folks, that makes me realize that I’m the living embodiment of romance.) He wrestled with our own personal dog, Lizzie, who didn’t understand why she wasn’t still an only dog. We had to teach him over thirty commands including “Visit” which had him put his head into your lap so you could pet him and “Hurry” which was the “go to the bathroom” command. (Yes, romance! I’m surrounded… READ MORE
http://www.christinadodd.com/photo/christina-dodd-and-ritter-the-almost-assistance-dog/ #dogs 
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