Freewheelin' Fridays
dedicated to artistic endeavors of all sorts
Back in my fresh-out-of-college days at the Massachusetts Heart Association, I was loaned to the Greater Boston Chapter to help direct public relations. My assistant was an irreverent, smart-as-a-whip, musically inclined Boston University intern. Carla Neggers played the French horn and had been penning fiction in the branches of her Western MA sugar maples since childhood.
We shared a love of creative writing & another set of bosses in a fundraising firm. And then the tables turned. Carla studied the publishing crystal ball. Quicker than you can say IBM Selectric, she found her niche & polished what we now call genre romances. She suggested, cajoled & guided me down the same path, agent included. We were off and juggling: jobs, families, manuscripts & monthly meetings of the fledgling New England Chapter of Romance Writers of America which she founded.
Back then heroines were city slick, urbane, often in peril & just as often in satin & heels. Carla's tended to be country casual, holding their hair back with rubber bands from the broccoli. They were also independent, savvy, irreverent, genre-bending women. 
63+ titles, NYTimes and USAToday best sellers later,
I'm tooting her horn:
Secrets of the Lost Summer has launched & you'll want to follow Olivia Frost from Boston home to KnightsBridge.
☝Give it a click & check out her website.
As for Carla, she can still be found in the branches via her blogs on the writing life.
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| http://www.carlaneggers.com/blog ~~~~~~~~~~ I've put my own savvy women up in the trees.  |
THE CHICK PALACE
A lakeside romp fueled by friendship, family, and one old flame
not averse to once again testing the waters
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