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A Tale of Two Winter Romances

So, lately I’ve been banging on about my new winter sports-themed romance, Edge of Glory, and that’s because I’m pretty proud of it. As I mentioned in my last blog, I really love snow.  And I think you all know by now I love sports.  It only makes sense for me to put those things together.  In fact, it makes so much sense that Edge of Glory is not the first time I’ve done so.

Way back toward the start of my career, I wrote a romance called Trails Merge, which I set at a small, family ski resort.  That book was inspired by a vacation (also mentioned in the previous blog) that I took with friends in grad school. And funnily enough, that book had come around again just in time for the release of Edge of Glory, in that Trails Merge is now available as a new release in audiobook format!

Seeing (and selling) the two books/audio books side-by-side as new releases has left me pondering the ways they are the same and different. Trails Merge has a much more home and hearth setting, while Edge of Glory sees the main characters traipsing across the globe. Both books get holiday scenes which move the romance forward in different ways, and both books also use holiday scenes with big family gatherings. And both books offered me some good fun in the research phases, albeit in very different ways.


For Trails Merge, I took my first formal ski lessons. I’d been skiing on my own for a couple of years but didn’t know any of the formal moves or terms needed to describe the things I’d been doing. The lessons helped my form, but more importantly, they gave me the language I needed to convey that form to my readers. The scene in the book where Campbell gives Parker her first ski lesson, and then a disastrous lesson for Parker’s ex much later in the book, both have dialogue taken exactly from the conversations I wrote off on my taxes.  Not a bad gig, huh?

Ski 07

The other really fun aspects of researching Trails Merge was that I took a mountain tour in a snow groomer. Snowcats are the huge, tank-like vehicles that spread and shape snow across the slopes. When the guy giving the tour found out I was writing a book, he let me ride up front wth the controls and told me way more information than any lay-person has a right to know about snowmaking and grooming.


So, when it came time to write Edge of Glory, I already had a pretty solid base in the basics of ski and snowboard terrain, but I was no longer working the realm of mom-and-pop ski resorts, or lessons for novices like myself.  Though I did take a snowboarding lessons with my son in which he and the hill both kicked my ass for 90 minutes, most of what I needed to know so far outstripped my abilities and access that I had to employ a lesson I hadn’t learned 9 years ago when writing Trails Merge, and that is to go ahead and ask important people what they know.


Seriously, one thing I’ve found over the years is that people generally like to talk about what they’re good at.  Everyone likes being recognized as an expert in something other people value. And generally if you cast a wide enough net and are polite about it, you’ll find someone who has the time and inclination to talk to you about almost anything.

With that in mind, I put out a call for people with top level access to the worlds of competitive skiing and snowboard cross. A Facebook friend pointed me to the contact info for several Olympic snowboard cross racers, and I just started at the top of the alphabet and worked my way down until I heard back from Jacqueline Hernandez. For those of you who don’t follow the sport of boadercross, Jacqueline Hernandez is an actual Olympian who represented Team USA in Sochi.


I was so geeked that someone like her would actually talk to me that I pulled on her expertise at multiple stages of the project.  We chatted on Facebook about things ranging from training schedules to diets to locations, and even what a day of pre-season training would look like. There’s one scene in Edge of Glory in particular that hadn’t even been imagined until Jacqueline told me about a training exercise called “hiking the start section.”  Her description of this process was so interesting to me, I could suddenly picture my characters doing exactly what she’d described. To say that scene wouldn’t be the same without her isn’t an exaggeration, because I literally didn’t know such a thing existed until she told me. When you read the book, you’ll have to look out for Corey and Tigger stepping into Jacqueline Hernandez’s boots and know your favorite Olympians are doing the same thing right now.


On the ski side of things, I was tremendously blessed because my friend Heather McEntarfer responded to my Facebook call, not just with contact information, but with an actual human contact.  It turned out that a man who’d grown up in the town I currently live in was a ski journalist. I would later learn that Hank McKee was legendary in the world of downhill ski reporting who had won the FIS Journalist Award, presented by ski racing’s international governing body for career contributions to the sport on a worldwide basis, but from the first Facebook message, I got to know him as a kind, exuberant and generous storyteller.


Hank didn’t just relay information to me, he jumped in headfirst and pulled me along for the ride.  His understanding of skiing went so far beyond gear and trail maps.  He taught me what makes up a skier’s psyche. He told me stories about obsession and drive that defied the most human instincts to avoid bodily harm.  His insights shaped Elise’s formation at a minute level. And his attention to detail pops up in a million little ways. For instance, once over a big breakfast, he stopped eating and said, “If someone’s going to blow up a story about a skier’s personal life it’ll be the Austrians. Austrians are obsessed with ski gossip.  Who do you think exposed Tiger Woods and Lindsey Vonn?”  It was just an aside in the book, but but every time I read it, I thought of Hank and knew I got it right, even if no else ever did.


Hank even went so far as to read a very early draft of the book and gave me some feedback while he was in town to sing with his long-time high school rock band, the Wretched Group.   Sadly that night, while he was rocking out on stage with his friends, I saw Hank for the last time.  He passed away, in true writer fashion, while working at his computer.  Hank never got to see the final draft of Edge of Glory, but I like to think he’d be proud of the role he played in the book it became.


So as we head into this winter, I’ve got two items on the table for you.  If you’re looking to listen to a Midwestern ski romance set amid a warm home and a big family in audio book format, the new audible version of Trails Merge is there for you with plenty of authentic touches gleaned from my personal on-the-snow experiences.  If you’re looking for something a little more worldly and fast-paced, Edge of Glory is available in print and ebook and filled with insights shared by two amazing experts in sports most of us can only watch in awe.

Or you could just go ahead and buy them both!


December 1, 2017 Posted by | Uncategorized | Leave a comment


My new book, Edge of Glory, centers around the world of snow sports. In the story I follow a downhill skier and a snowboard x racer as they race toward the Winter Olympics starting all the way back in summer.

I did a lot of research on training regimens, and I’ll write more on that later, but one of the things that really impressed me was that what I considered seasonal sports actually are year round endeavours. I read and talked at length with athletes who were putting in full-time hours in the middle of July, and every one of them was adamant about two things.  One, to be the best, there is no off-season, and two, despite the many summer hours in the gym, every one of them is working for the snow.

This was a mentality I had no trouble relating to. Not the working year round, or the being the best at anything remotely athletic, but the idea of killing time waiting for the snow to fly is infinitely familiar to me. Starting September 1, I check the ten-day forecast daily, first looking for the time where there are no more 80-degree days on the horizon, then 70s, then 60s, and on down until I see those night-time temps staying solidly in the 30s.  Then, one day I finally I wake up to the smell of snow.  Those of us who live in dramatic winter climates can smell snow coming days before it arrives.  It’s crisp and clean, and it rides on a north wind even stronger and farther than rain across the Midwestern plains.  And unlike the pressure drop preceding a hurricane, snow in the air makes everything feel a little lighter and more invigorating.

Or maybe that’s just me.  You see, when I speak of hurricanes, I know what I’m talking about there, too, because I grew up in Florida. I lived in the balm and heat of the sunshine state until I was fifteen.  When you grow up in a place where sweating on Christmas is not unheard of, the idea of snow is downright mystical. I remember being obsessed with it as a kid. I have only one memory of snow as a child (there are pictures of me in a pink snowsuit when I was one year old, but that’s before recollection takes hold).  One year, though, we drove to Illinois so we could spend Christmas with my grandparents and cousins.  We must have been there for almost a week without so much as a flurry, then on the day we loaded the car, winter weather reports started to come in.  I begged my parents to let us stay, but since they’d grown up in the Midwest and understood what a snowstorm would mean for our 20-hour drive home, they made no promises.  In my excitement, though, I climbed into the loft of my grandparents’ house and pressed my nose to the north-facing windows.  I shivered with excitement and dread as the clouds moved slowly across the park and then the field with two horses which I also enjoyed watching.  Finally, the pine trees at the edge of the lot fell under its shadow.  Squinting, I made out minuscule white flakes against their green bows, and I exploded down the stairs with my brother and cousins all jostling to get to the door.


The amount of snow that actually came down was negligible. By the time we left it was barely sticking to the ground, but for that half an hour we danced and played and tried to catch snowflakes on our tongues, and then we scraped off the little bit that had accumulated on top of the picnic table and made the world’s smallest snowman.  In the grand scheme of things it wasn’t much, but it was enough to hook me.

The next time I saw snow I was 16.  We’d just moved to my father’s hometown in central Illinois. That year it didn’t snow in December. No white Christmas for us. I was gutted. What was the point of living up north if we weren’t going to get snow? Then very late on New Year’s Eve it dropped below freezing.  By the time my friends and I woke up from our sleepover, the flurries had started to fall. A friend drove me home in her little car, and as we tried to crank up the defrost, snow started to come in through the vent.  I had no idea this wasn’t supposed to happen. To me it felt like living in a snow globe. Snow, inside the car? Magic! My brother and I spent much of the day finding new ways to play in the snow. That may be why the trampoline didn’t last long in Illinois.


My next great snowy adventure came in 2003.  Vermont had just legalized civil unions.  San Francisco had gone rogue and was performing same-sex marriages. George W. Bush and company were mounting a serious backlash. And I had fallen in love. Susan and I were both living and working at Illinois State University, a long way from either coast, but we decided Vermont was our best bet to get in on the possibility of legal status for our relationship. So along with a small group of friends and family, we headed to the mountains. We were there just long enough to get our license and then wait a couple days before tying the knot in a little white clapboard church.  So, what did we decide to do with that day in between? We decided that the day before our wedding was the perfect time to take up skiing.

Yes, you heard that right.  The day before we walked down the aisle, we strapped boards to our feet and tried to ride them down one of the biggest mountains on the east coast. I don’t have any pictures of that ski trip, as we spent most of the day careening out of control.  We were bad. We fell constantly. And in our Carharts and welding jackets and camo hunting clothes, we were clearly the rednecks of the run, but right before we left, Susan and I each had one really pretty ride down a gentle bunny slope.  Again, it wasn’t much, but it was enough.  We went skiing again for our first anniversary.  Then the next year we rented a cabin in the UP of Michigan with friends and had what is still one of the best vacations of my life.


A year later we moved to Western New York, right in the shadow of Lake Erie. Our town averages 215 inches of snow a year. Susie and I were so excited the first time we heard we were getting lake effect snow that we actually drove to the lake because we wanted ringside seats (We didn’t really understand that concept fully yet.).  And when our boy was born within view of that lake, there was no doubt how he’d be raised.


Watching Jackson have the winter experiences I dreamed of as a kid has been one of the most purely fun aspects of the last ten years of parenting.

And that brings my love affair with snow to the present.  The towns I lived in, both in Illinois and New York, have already seen their first snowfalls of the season, but I wasn’t there for either of them. Don’t feel sorry for me. I’m having another kind of great adventure as I travel around the UK with my family, but I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t missing the anticipation of a white winter just a little. My son pointed to a big hill we like to climb and said, “This will be so much fun to sled down when the snow flies.”  His smile fell and his shoulders slumped when I explained that there probably wouldn’t be enough snow for sledding here. There might not be any real measurable snow at all.

The thought had never occurred to him.  A December without snow was as completely foreign to him as the idea of a white Christmas had been to me at that age. Since then he’s mentioned several times that not having snow is sad. I usually redirect the conversation, pointing out all of the other magical experiences we’re enjoying, but I can’t quite disagree with him.

But fear not, this blog does not have a sad ending.  Last week we took an epic three-day road trip through Scotland, and low and behold, there atop Ben Nevis, an old friend greeted us.


And before any of you Scrooges cut in, I understand that snow is cold, and it can be a lot of work and can be hard to drive in, but none of that outweighs the magic for me.  Seeing that snow last week gave me the first real joy of winter.  And I’m excited to share that with all of you and Corey and Elise.



November 22, 2017 Posted by | Uncategorized | 3 Comments

Edge of Glory Wide Release

Hey Friends,

It started with print books in Ptown, followed by ebooks on the Bywater website, and now Edge of Glory is available everywhere!  If you’re those Kindle fans who love the ease of buying your ebooks directly from the Kindle store, or international Prime members who need to buy from the big warehouses to get shipping that doesn’t cost a kidney, your time is now!


And for those of you who have already gotten your copies, thank you!  The great reviews are rolling in.  And while I don’t ever go looking for them because of feelings and creativity and art for art’s sake and yada yada yada, my publisher does send some along from time to time and asks me to share them, like these from The Romantic Reader who gives the book “5 stars, hell all the stars. I love this book!”

Or Carleen Spry, who says, “Edge of Glory is, in my very humble opinion, one of the books to read in 2017. In fact, it’s probably one of the best I’ve read in two or three years.”

Or Amos Lassen, who wrote “When that romance comes, it is very special. I can say the same about this book; it is very special.”

I hope that those of you who have read Edge of Glory have had similar responses to the story and characters, because that’s really the goal here. Every time a new books comes out, I sit around waiting and hoping and praying that the story I put so much love and work into will resonate with someone else out there.  I’m not going to lie, I love that moment when I finally hear from a reader saying I achieved that goal. I adore getting that kind of feedback from readers, and so far I’ve gotten some really nice notes about this book, but here’s where I have to address one troubling comment has come up three times in the last two weeks.  It goes something along the lines of, “I’m not a reviewer, but….”

Friends, Romans, Readers, I desperately need you to know that you don’t have to “be a reviewer” to give valued responses to a book.  Authors are happy to simply hear, “I really liked your story!”  If you can add a sentence or two as to why, that’s the cherry on top for all of us, but it’s not even necessary.  That kind of stuff is soul-sustaining and I don’t want any of my readers to ever feel like they can’t comment on my Facebook, blog, or twitter simply because they don’t have the polish of some of our more established genre reviewers.

What’s more, your simple reviews of, “I really enjoyed reading this, 5 stars!” when posted on Amazon or websites like Goodreads sustain much more than our writerly souls. They sustain our careers.  Lots of advanced industry articles have been written on the correlation between reviews and the ways books are promoted on those sites (i.e. ads and bestseller charts and the “if you like this book, you might also enjoy everything Rachel Spangler has ever written” features), but the bottom line is the number of reviews matters.  It matters a lot.  And for better or worse, ten 5-star reviews that simply say, “I like this book” carry more weight than 2 long, elaborate thesis papers about  Virginia Woolfesque prose or the subtle classist work ethic permeating the plot. More positive reviews equals more help to authors.  It really is a simple as that.

So I guess I’ve written this entire blog to say thank you for reading Edge of Glory, and if you enjoyed it, I hope you will say just that on whatever review websites you can find because that sort of thing means a lot to authors, in a lot of different ways.


November 14, 2017 Posted by | Uncategorized | 1 Comment

Edge of Glory Sexy Pictures

That title got your attention, didn’t it?

Sorry, they might not be exactly the kind of sexy pictures one hopes for when researching a lesbian romance novel.  I did not find any Instagram shots of lesbian skiers and snowboarders in tawdry embraces, or semi-clothed lip locks you often find on the cover of our erotica novels.

What I did find, however, were pictures of truly powerful women with truly powerful bodies, none of which really fit with the type of bodies we traditionally see in Lesfic.  I know, I know. I hear from one reader at every conference that they want to see larger women represented in our fiction, and that’s absolutely what I had in mind when I wrote Beth from The Long Way Home, but that’s a different blog.  What I’m talking about with Edge of Glory, though, is muscular women.  And I don’t think I fully understood that when I started writing.


During my first pages of my first draft, I will admit I thought of skiers, and to a lesser extent snowboarders, as skinny women. You wouldn’t believe how prevalent this image is.  So much so that my amazing cover artist Ann McMan almost had to use a hand drawn snowboarder for the cover of this book, because public domain images of female snowboarders generally look like this.


I’ve watch more than enough snowboarding to call bullshit on that, but even as a winter sports fanatic, I’d only seen these athletes in the act of their their various professions, and when skiers are flying down a steep grade at 30 miles an hour in skin-tight Spanx, they looked pretty thin to me.  Snowboarders wear a lot more clothes (which is also another blog), but there didn’t seem to be any extra fat on them, and how could there be with the amount of calories it must burn to hold off the weight a competitor around an c-curve where crushing g-force meets almost reckless speed. Sure, I knew they were strong and fierce, but anyone who worked that hard and went that fast had to be super thin, right?


I mean, don’t misunderstand me, these women are not what anyone would call overweight, but that sort of skinny/fat dichotomy is super problematic for all women, and our community is not immune to dualistic thinking. I know I’m not. Thankfully, though, when writing this book, I had some real-life role models who refused to let me fall into that either/or trap by being comfortable enough with their badass bodies to show me exactly what I was working with.  The picture higher up in this blog is one I found while researching Olympic downhill skier Julia Mancuso’s off-season work out routine. Look at those shoulders!

And this gem happened to come out right after I started writing Edge of Glory, thanks to the epic body confidence of Lindsay Vonn.


Why yes, yes that is a painted on swimsuit.  Go ahead and enjoy the view for a moment.  I’ll wait.  But before you’re ready to read on, can you take a moment to look at her thighs. Not a hardship, right, but I’m not just making the request to excite you or sell books by telling you this is the body my skier Elise is modelled after. I want you to look at those thighs, along with the thighs and glutes on pro-snowboarder Elena Hight.


There’s no thigh gap on either of them.  In fact, on both of them, their thighs are wider than their waists. Not going to lie, the task of describing thighs like those in prose wasn’t as easy or as enjoyable as one might expect.  You see, in English we don’t have a lot of ways for describing women’s thighs in ways that are both flattering and accurately portray them as large.  In our culture, large usually equates to undesirable, at least when talking about that body part. My editor actually put a limit on how many times I could say “stacked.”  At one point we went with “bodacious.” “Sizeable,” “thick,” “big,” “mammoth,” even “meaty” or “muscular” all seemed to have at least borderline negative connotations, and yet I worried that if I didn’t describe them at all, or gave a generic descriptor like “beautiful” or “sexy,” readers would fall prey to the thinking that had filled my own mind early on and equate those terms with “thin.”

And when you look at the skier’s mid-sections, virtually none of them are flat. They don’t have “pot bellies” or “spare tires” or any of the other pejorative terms we use to denigrate women’s completely natural body types, but neither do many of them have washboard abs. And that’s awesome, but you know what else is awesome, snowboarders abs.


So often my characters get labeled as butch or femme, whether I write them with those labels in mind or not, which goes back to our dichotomy driven minds, but I’m not sure how and who gets to decide those things.  Don’t get me wrong, I’m fine with readers putting their own types and fantasies on my characters. I want them too do that within reason. However, the women I follow in the snowboarding world don’t easily conform to those labels any more than their bodies conform to societal expectations of the female form.  Their cores are hard and cut and powerful. They do not have soft curves, they do not have gentle swells, they do not have flat planes. They have ripples and ridges and raw strength.  They are not classic examples of a feminine form, but neither does their strength make them masculine any more than skiers thighs make them mannish.


These body types are beautiful, these bodies are sexy, and these body types are worthy of being praised for the ways they lift up the majestic female form while defying the boxes we try to force women’s bodies into.

And so that’s what I tried to do in writing Corey and Elise. Their bodies are not skinny, they are not overweight any more than their bodies mark them as necessarily butch or femme.  Elise has big, thick, stacked thighs.  Corey has jagged rocks for abs.  Both of them find those attributes utterly irresistible in the other.  Neither one of them feels any need to judge anything about the other’s personality or sexual proclivities based on those features.

I hope the same holds true for you all as you read Edge of Glory.

October 27, 2017 Posted by | Uncategorized | 2 Comments

Edge of Glory is Out!

The blog title says it all, folks. Today marks the Bywater release of my 11th full-length romance novel, Edge of Glory!


We got our first taste of the release last week in Provincetown, and the response was fantastic!  Aside from our official events, I got to have a book launch party with some awesome friends and readers and my family at the beautiful Harbor Lounge in Ptown. I think Jackson was especially proud to be there, which of course made me proud that he’s still impressed with what I do for a living. I also think he may have sold more copies of Edge of Glory than I did, though to be fair, his happy little expectant face when he says, “My mom wrote this one,” is super hard to resist.


Thanks to so many readers who came by our Bywater readings and signing, we sold out of every single copy of Edge of Glory in Ptown!  Let me honest, that’s a real heart boost for me.  I loved working with these characters so much, and I’m so excited to share them with readers. To know that some of them are just as excited to meet Elise and Corey as I am to introduce them gives me all the feels!

And since we actually had to turn a few readers away for lack of books to sell them, my amazing team at Bywater books rushed to get Edge of Glory live and online a few days early.  You can now get your very own copy in print or eBook exclusively at www.bywaterbooks.com

But wait, there’s more! We had such a rush on these books in Ptown that we decided to celebrate the big release by putting the entire Bywater catalogue on sale! That’s right, every single Bywater book is currently on sale, including Edge of Glory.  All you have to use coupon code Glory17 at checkout to get your discount!

So really, a new romance, an early release, and a sale…why are you even still reading this?  Go get your copy right now and start reading.

Please and thank you!



October 17, 2017 Posted by | Uncategorized | 1 Comment

Women’s Week Release

I am excited to announce that Edge of Glory is out!  Well, it’s out at Women’s Week anyway.  Folks who are in PTown right now can get their copies at Womencrafts ahead of the wide release.

Best of all, I got to hold the book in my hands for the first time. This is always a super special moment for me, but it usually happens alone in my home when the book box arrives in the mail.  For the first time ever, I got to share the moment, the one I’d worked for and waited for over a year, with my friends and colleagues who were all in Womencrafts when I walked up to the table.


Thank you to awesome author Lynn Ames for getting this shot of me beaming proudly as I picked up my new baby for the first time. And here’s a happy, congratulatory photo bomb hug from trailblazer Marianne K. Martin.


I really loved the special chance to share the culmination of such hard work with people who know what it’s like to stand in that spot.  It was also wonderful to have this experience in a place like Womencrafts. We are losing so many of our bookstores and gathering places that I appreciate the strength and fortitude it takes for women’s business owners to trust their livelihood to getting our work out to the reading public. I hold Michelle and her team at Womencrafts in the highest regard, which of course is why the whole Bywater crew worked double time to get Edge of Glory on their shelves before we even have it up on our website.

When the time came to get down to signing those first autographs, I couldn’t have been happier to be sitting along side my Bywater colleagues Carol Rosenfeld and Cheryl Head.



I think it’s pretty clear from the way I’m still grinning at that pile of books in front of me, it’s going to be awhile before the high wears off.

October 12, 2017 Posted by | Uncategorized | 1 Comment

Women’s Week 2017

Hey Friends!

We’re one week from Women’s Week!  I can’t wait.  I love Ptown.  I love the readers who gather there.  I love my friends and colleagues who make the events so much fun, and I love that this year I get to launch a new book! Did I mention that the book doesn’t even come out at large for a few weeks and people at Women’s Week are actually getting pre-release copies? Pretty cool, right?


I know I’m a bit biased, but I think that Edge of Glory is a fun read, and I can’t wait to share it with all of you. The fact that I get to start that process in one of my favorite places is a major bonus.

So, for those of you who are lucky enough to join me on this part of the ride, here’s all the places you can find me from October 11-14th.

Wednesday October 11
11:30 -12:30 – Signing books at Womencrafts
1:00 – 2:30 – Reading from Edge of Glory during the Author’s Favorites reading Provincetown Library

Thursday October 12
9:30 – 11:00 – Reading with the breakfast bunch at Napi’s restaurant
11:30 – 12:30  – Signing books and chatting with readers at Womencrafts
1:00 – 2:30 – Moderating the Building Tensions panel at the Provincetown Library

Friday October 13
10:00 – 11:00 – signing at Womencrafts
11:45 – 12:45 – Reading a little something sweet at the Provincetown Library
1:00 – 2:00 – book launch at The Harbor Lounge
5:00 – 6:00 – Playing in the annual readers and writers Wiffleball Game (104 Bradford Street) – All are welcome to play or cheer us on.

Saturday October 14
11:45 – 12:45 – Reading from Edge of Glory as part of the What’s Next panel at the Provincetown Library
1:00 – 2:00 – Signing books at Womencrafts

And if that’s not enough to keep you busy, here’s the full Bywater schedule of events:


October 3, 2017 Posted by | Uncategorized | Leave a comment

I’m on the Edge

Whew! I’m finishing up a busy couple of weeks, but don’t let the title of this blog frighten you. I’m not on the edge of a breakdown or the edge of a bridge or anything. I’m on the early edge of the publicity cycle for my upcoming release, Edge of Glory!

My new romance follows a professional downhill skier and a professional Snowboard X racer as they race toward the Winter Olympics.  We just finished the page proofs of the typeset and sent it off to the printers so that even though the book won’t be widely released until mid-November, we can have some early-release copies available at Women’s Week!  That’s right, those of you who make it in to see us at one of the many Bywater Books events at Womencrafts in Provincetown will be able to get your hands on an early-release copy!  After that, we’ll start a more gradual roll out of ebooks on the Bywater website hopefully by the end of October, followed by print shipments to all the big retailers no later than November 14.

So over the next few weeks I’ll be sharing little insights about the story, snippets of the characters’ backstories, and excerpts from the book itself.  I’ll also be waxing poetic about my love of the Winter Olympics as we all join Corey and Elise’s countdown to the  XXIII Olympic Winter Games in PyeongChang, South Korea this coming February.

In the meantime, let’s get this party started by showing you the amazing cover from the endlessly talented Ann McMan.


And give you your first look at the bones of the story in the form of the official blurb for Edge of Glory:

Corey LaCroix only ever wanted to snowboard, but Olympic medals and world championships only carry you so far when your knees ache and you’re suddenly an underdog for the first time in your career. Elise Brandeis doesn’t need a training partner, especially an unorthodox has-been snowboarder with an attitude. But Elise has already lost a full season to injury, and she’s struggling to make the Olympic ski team. Can teaming up with Corey give her the edge she needs to go for gold, or will the snowboarder’s infuriatingly cocky smile and rock hard abs prove a distraction she simply can’t afford?

Both champions brace themselves for the run of a lifetime. Putting their broken bodies on the line, they fight the competition, the clock, and the frozen terrain for one more chance at glory. But this time, as they ride the razor’s edge between victory and defeat, the stakes are steeper than any mountain they will ever face when legacies and hearts collide.

So, what do you say? Want to join me on this race toward the release of a romance that will hopefully make your winter months a little hotter?

September 20, 2017 Posted by | Uncategorized | 2 Comments

Audio Book Winners

Wow, I had so many responses to my last blog that I decided to draw not one, but two names out of the hat.  And without further ado, the winners are:

Linda Scibilia, who won a copy of The Long Way Home.

And MeBuchanan, who won a copy of Heart of the Game.

If the two winners would email me at Rachel_Spangler@yahoo.com, I’ll happily pass along your claim codes.

And for those of you who didn’t win but would still like to listen to one of my books in audio form, you can get a copy of Timeless, The Long Way Home, or Heart of the Game on Amazon or Audible!

August 29, 2017 Posted by | Uncategorized | Leave a comment

Free Audiobooks

Hey Folks,

I am in the final push to get Edge of Glory out to you during Women’s Week in Ptown and then wide release the week after.  This is simultaneously a stressful and exciting time as we rush around checking things like acknowledgements, typesetting and page proofs  off the to-do list. Everyone behinds the scenes is working frantically for the next two weeks, but you don’t really get to see any of that.

So in the same way that I give Jackson little treats to distract him while Mommy is working, I thought you all deserve at least the same consideration, and your treat is free audiobooks!

I am super proud that I now have three audiobooks out: Timeless, The Long Way Home, and Heart of The Game. So if you comment on this blog, on Facebook, or on Twitter telling me a) which of them you would most like to win and why or b) which of my other books you would most like to see in audiobook form, you will automatically be entered to win a free copy!

I’ll do the drawing early next week, so get your answers in ASAP!

August 24, 2017 Posted by | Uncategorized | 16 Comments

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