Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Free? Really?

Yep. Free.

I spent a lot of years working fulltime. I've been a secretary, an office manager, a legal secretary, an executive assistant and even an advertising sales person. This doesn't count my fun jobs as a teenager.

If there's one thing I know jobs have in common...it's boredom. We all experience it at one point or another. Even worse, is boredom at breaktime. You sit in a little room, sometimes, if you're lucky, on a comfy sofa, but lots of times on a plastic chair. With nothing to do.

So when I was considering updates for my website, for some reason or another all that work boredom came wooshing back to me as a very bad memory =) and I wondered what I could do to help that.

I actually came up with three things. One is workshops. Because I know not every visitor to my site writes I put up 2 workshops that will interest regular people. One is on time management and the other on goal setting.

The second is short stories. These are found under the Happily Ever After tab, What Came Before tab and the Shorts tab. Lots of these will tie into books I have out or have coming out, but I'm writing them (especially the Happily Ever After) in such a way that they stand alone. You won't need to read the books.

The third update that might interest you poor bored workers (LOL) is a few updates in the Home Cooking section. Those will be updated monthly.

So, enjoy. Life's much too short not to have at least a little fun in your day. There will be a new story monthly (time permitting!) and it should take you a while to get through all the workshops! So check back.

Things should be hopping at susanmeier.com!


Friday, November 5, 2010

Review for Baby Beneath the Christmas Tree

by Susan Meier, Barbara Wallace

Genre: Current Series Imprints, Harlequin Romance, Series

RT Rating
A FAIRY TALE CHRISTMAS (4) By Susan Meier and Barbara Wallace: Opposites do more than attract in Meier's cute romance with sizzling undertones, while the true meaning of Christmas, love and faith are captured touchingly under Wallace's capable hand.

Single mom Gwen McKenzie is desperate to finish her degree so she can support her baby and taking a temporary job with CEO Andrew Teaberry will give her enough money to tide her over. Drew is an absentee parent who suddenly finds himself saddled with his belligerent 16-year-old son for his working holiday. Their age, class and outlook differences aside, both find a raging attraction as they work side by side on the dilapidated Christmas Tree farm in "Baby Beneath the Christmas Tree."

Workaholic Gill McKenzie is she's determined to qualify for a promotion at her PR company by turning the McNabb Community Center into a winter wonderland and hosting a successful Christmas party, even if she has to battle the center's head of operations. For Oliver Harrington the center is more than a job - it has also become his home, especially after then defection of his fiancée. Now, as if by "Magic Under the Mistletoe," he begins falling for Gill, even though he's sure he'll never measure up to her idea of successful - but he doesn't know Gill's heart has already been capture by Oliver and his charges.

Reviewed By: Pat Cooper

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Sometimes Life Isn't What You Expect

A few months ago, one of my favorite cousins died. He was one of the world's genuinely nice guys. Not only was he fun to talk with an family reunions, etc., but also he was a volunteer.

He spent time at an inner-city youth center. He didn't just coach kids; he life-coached kids. At his funeral, grown men walked to the podium and, weeping, told the story of how he'd changed their lives.

He was, quite literally, an inspiration.

The problem was...he lived hundreds of miles away. So we never got to see a lot of his good deeds. Not that we wanted to look over his shoulder -- that would have embarrassed him. What we'd really wanted was to be available for him while he struggled with his illness in the last years of his life.

Because he was so far away and everyone's life is so busy, we didn't even really do much in the way of visiting. He didn't die alone. He had another whole side to his family, not just ours. But we acutely felt the loss of not being there for him. Our loss at not being able to comfort him. Our loss at not really saying goodbye.

The Monday after his funeral, our local hospice announced they were holding volunteer training sessions. Moved by my cousin's death, and how good it was for us to know he'd had someone caring for him, I signed up for the classes.

Two months later, the classes are over and I'm an officially trained hospice volunteer.

All because my cousin showed us just how much of a difference a volunteer can make.