I haven't been writing a lot in recent months due to planning my April wedding, having my honeymoon in Hawaii and other general life issues.

But, while my husband and I were in Hawaii, we discussed the possibility of my writing full-time. I wasn't expecting him to take me seriously, but he did. John made me an offer I couldn't refuse. If I complete two more books, I could quit my day job.

My last book, Wedding Bell Blues, was published in May and that was the last book I'd had under contract for HarperCollins. Now, for the first time in years, I'm out of contract. A free agent.

With my normal slacker mentality, there is a strong possiblity I might never finish another book. To be honest, if it weren't for my series of contractual obligations over the years, I don't know if I would have finished any books beyond the first one. Not because I don't love to write. I do. It's just so hard. Life is hectic. And... I'm so lazy. I hate to admit it, but I'm the worst procrastinator ever.

So, with the dangling bait of quitting my day job, I have strong motivation to keep writing books.

Time to write.