This ‘n That Sunday

I awoke to find a lovely email from a reader who wanted me to know how much she enjoyed Points on a Curve. Thank you, Mary. You truly made my day.

2738210_origThe Book Tour for The Eagle and the Fox (A Snowy Range Mystery) came to a successful conclusion. Grand prize winner of an Amazon gift card and print copy of the book was Sula. Winners of an eBook copy were Heather, Alan, Shirley, Ree, Shannon, Jen, Marco, Denise, Jen F, and Wax Applelover.

Thank you all for participating.

5055808_origThe NYC RWA Book Festival suffered from Ma Nature going all PMS on us. The weatherman announced there’d be no rain until 6pm. He lied. It poured. The event organizers moved mountains to cope and the day turned out to be a fab bonding experience. The panels were fun and enlightening, and my TBR list shot to the roof. We laughed, we got wet, we chatted and learned new things. And somehow I managed to come home with more books than I took. Funny that.



And a huge shout-out to good friend and fellow author, Roz Lee, who took on the Herculean task of driving into the city and finding us a place to park. I can’t think of a more fun gal to spend the day with. We topped it off with a dinner stop at On the Border (their shrimp bowl was to-die-for), then I hustled on home through dense fog and drizzle just in time to catch the last half of Orphan Black.


And perhaps the best part of my day? I came home to this…


About Nya Rawlyns

Nya Rawlyns doesn’t write typical romance. She writes emotion as a contact sport, rough and often raw. It need not be pleasant, heart-warming or forever after. What she seeks is what lies beneath—a dance of extremes, the intersect of need and desire, and the compromises we make when pain and pleasure become indistinguishable. ***** She has lived in the country and on a sailboat on the Chesapeake Bay, earned more than 1000 miles in competitive trail and endurance racing, taught Political Science to unwilling freshmen, and found an avocation in materials science. ***** When she isn’t tending to her garden or the horses, the cats, or three pervert parakeets, she can be found day dreaming and listening to the voices in her head.
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