Who My pen name is Delsora Lowe and I live in Maine near the coast. Regrettably no view of the ocean, but close enough (1/2 hour) that I can drive and enjoy the scent of the salty air, see the rugosa roses and the islands that dot the bay and coastline, and sometimes spot a seal or two.
Interests I love reading romance. I am partial to contemporary and historical, but I do enjoy digging into a suspense or a paranormal or any other genre of romance. Not only is reading my go-to-entertainment, but I learn from every book I read, and every author I meet. My other favorite “hobby” is cooking. I used to cater for a living and work in restaurants, before moving to event planning. Food creativity is a huge part of my life. Whether it was building a menu specific to a bride’s taste or for a corporate meeting, food is the uniter and essence of any gathering, big or small, family or work. I am one of those that never follows a recipe. By that I mean I collect tons of recipes, but I alter each one, before I ever try it in its original form. Sorry, I can’t help myself. I also invent recipes as I walk through a grocery store or a farmers market. I do take a list of essential ingredients when I shop, but I always end of with a myriad supply of items not on my list.
Network or Support system I have a home state Romance Writers chapter who are near and dear to me. And I belong to the national group, Romance Writers of America. I also belong to 4 state chapters, most of which are independent chapters. Each has a wonderful group of writers, who all have different talents and perspectives they are willing to share. We have lively monthly meetings and great programming. I belong to two goal motivating groups, one that checks in daily, one that checks in weekly, and I belong to a critique group. And now that life is moving to a new normal, I hope to touch base with all of these writers in person next year. Nothing like seeing old friends and getting real hugs, meeting new friends, and learning new skills to bring a smile to my face and a pep to my step. These are the groups of writers who inspire me and keep me motivated and on track.
Desk My kitchen table is my desk, even though I have a real desk set up in another room. My work space is extremely “messy,” even though I clean it off often. Despite looking messy to any outsider, I do know where everything is. I used to have a boss who got upset that I kept files on my desk instead of putting them away. Once I file something, it is forever lost to me. So, until I finish a project, the files lay stacked. Despite the small table, and the kitchen location, the reason I love the space is (1) it is within a few feet of the stove and my lifeline, the teapot, and (2) it does face the window to my back yard (see below for details.)
Outrageous talent I used to have a lot of talents. I loved crafting and taking classes (pottery, sewing, braiding rugs, jewelry making-basically anything adult ed offered.) I even taught cooking classes for adult ed. The kids grew and I spent more time chasing after their activities and then working crazy hours, so no time for fun and relaxing with crafting. But I would say the talent I used most in any job I had, was networking. I love people. I love to talk. So, networking and helping others network is a core part of who I am. I am now retired, but most of my work life was spent organizing events for schools and nonprofits. And that means a ton of networking, of pulling the right people together for an event or conference, making sure you have the right décor and setting, the right invite list of like-minded people who have a same goal or interest, building a list of reliable vendors, etc. And then at any function, networking includes listening, so you can introduce people with common interests. That skill has come in handy as a writer. Over the years, I have built a wonderful network of writer friends and been involved with writing organizations around the country. So, despite lonely hours spent writing and editing, I still love the networking, whether in person at a conference or on ZOOM.
Window My backyard has a huge oak tree that is framed in the center of my window. I can watch the baby squirrels chasing each other up the trunk, the variety of birds that peck the dirt for tasty bugs, and see my blooming daylilies. I live on a road that dead ends into an elementary school parking lot, so my view is of the playground. I can see kids playing basketball and hear the ring of the net when they make the shot. I can see the kids swinging and climbing the jungle gym. In the winter I see a sea of brightly colored jackets and hats as kids climb the snow mountains made by the plow clearing the playground. And I can hear the happy shouts and squeals of the children and the loud-speaker when they are called back to class. Although I live in town, I have seen fox and deer in the wee hours of the morning—not a normal occurrence. And once in a great while the “ladies” who lay eggs next door, escape their pen and wander through my yard to peck at the ground.
The Love Left Behind Hartford Estate Book One
Her only worry was the out-of-control mother-of-the-bride,
Marlee Thomas looks at life head-on. No looking back, no second chances on what could have been. Except to thank her great aunt one more time for giving her love, a home, a legacy, and the means to mold an event planning business she loves.
(From the author. This book does have one sex scene. No explicit language.)
Okay, now your staring. But that’s all right. You’re allowed.