Foggy Point, Washington

Foggy Point, Washington is located along the Straits of Juan de Fuqua, west of Port Angeles. It is on a peninsula that extends north then bends west, so that it looks like the head and small claw of a Tyrannosaurus Rex.

In Victorian times, Foggy Point was a well known smugglers hideaway. Wine, spirits and luxury goods were the typical items smuggled. The citizens of Foggy Point would like to believe that the pirates of yesteryear are only a romantic paragraph in their communities’ history. It’s true that the coves and bays of today are no longer plied by the multi-masted schooners, but it would be naïve to believe smugglers no longer exist. Every man, woman and child knows not to go to the docks alone; even in broad daylight. . .

Quilt as Desired is in the editing process, so it will be ready soon. Here's a sneak preview to whet your appetite. . .
Aiden is a young vet who's dog Randy is his best friend. Harriet is a decade older and widowed; she shares her life with her cat Fred.

Chinese food flew everywhere. Fred hissed, Randy cried and Aiden and Harriet each tried to grab their respective pets. The cat jumped up, onto a bookshelf, a clump of broccoli dangling from his head. The dog ran down the stairs, trailing rice as she went. The two adults collided and then rolled off the ottoman onto the floor in front of the TV.
Harriet found herself on top of Aiden. She looked down at the surprised expression on his face and burst out laughing. He smiled. Harriet picked a clump of sticky rice off of Aiden’s eyebrow. He grabbed her hand and licked the rice off her fingers. Her fingers twined in his.
Aiden took her other hand in his and pulled both hands over his head. “OK, you have me where you want me. What are you going to do now?”

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I'm in the queue I say to you! Quilt As Desired is on the fast track to publication in Spring 2007! Keep your eyes peeled and remind your local book-sellers to put it on their shelves.