Treasuring Creativity

Okay, I could barely finish reading the post of my guest this week without visualizing my treasure.  As a child, how did you save the things that were important to you?  How did you protect them?  How often did you go to those little treasures and touch, hold, or daydream about them.

This post inspired me to dust off my box and maybe add a few items.

Drop by Romancing the Pen, and read more about my guest--Lizzie Starr--and her box of treasure.

Just when Bryce decides to give up looking for the masked dancer who captured his heart and get on with his life, his darlin’ daughter climbs onto the lap of a captivating woman in a coffee shop and calls her Mommy. He certainly wouldn’t mind exploring the possibility.


Carrie’s vacation is over. Although she loves her job, she dreads returning. Especially when a blonde-haired cherub insists she’s ‘Mommy’. Add the girl’s intriguing father, and Carrie believes she’s finally ready for a real relationship. But memories of a horrific attack surface, bringing doubt and fear.


Then one of Bryce’s fathers is kidnapped by a cult. Not knowing if the abduction was of human or Fey origin, Bryce must chance seeming crazy and losing Carrie with tales of the Faerie Otherworld. Dare he take her to Faerie and declare his love—or are the forces aligning against them too much to overcome?