Friday, November 22, 2013

Talking Turkey with Judy Davis || KEY TO LOVE || UP ON THE ROOF AND OTHER STORIES

Judy Davis is hosting a free drawing for a autographed print copy of Key to Love from those who comment.                                       

When architect Elise Springer’s father is injured, she immediately leaves San Francisco to care for him. The last person she expects to encounter in her Pennsylvania hometown is her childhood friend Lucas Fisher. Lucas is investigating his brother’s death, and Elise can’t resist trying to help.

Lucas longs for the close family ties he never had. He’s back in Scranton to set up a classic car restoration business and build a future. The torch he carries for Elise burns brighter than ever, but before he can declare his love, he must obtain the legal rights to adopt his nephew—and prove his brother’s death was no accident.

As they unearth clues to find the murderer and a missing stash of money, Elise faces a dilemma. Is her career on the Weat Coast the key to her happiness, or is it an animal-cracker-eating four-year-old and his handsome uncle instead?

Talking Turkey. . .

by Judy Ann Davis

Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday of the year. It’s a special day when we don’t have to go into a meltdown mode chasing down the perfect gifts for everyone on our Christmas list. The real gift is simply being able to gather family and friends together to eat, talk, share stories, and enjoy all those tempting dishes—like to-die-for corn bread stuffing, Aunt Jane’s pecan and pumpkin pies with mounds of whipped cream, and the ever-famous turkey baked to a golden brown in the oven or a deep fryer. It’s also a time when I think about why I’m thankful as a writer. Here are my top five:

  • I’m thankful to be able to be born in a country where I am able to create and write freely without fears of censorship or retribution. I’m thankful for all our service people—the military, rescue squads, firemen, police and many, many more whose occupations are to protect our freedoms and who are dedicated to keeping us safe. We are, indeed, land of the free because of the brave.
  • I’m thankful for all the fans who purchase our novels and those who make each day just a bit brighter by dropping an email or note in praise of our work. It gives me and other authors a reason to push forward and pursue our dreams.
  • I’m thankful for my spouse, my children, neighbors, friends, family, fellow writers, beta readers, and reviewers who act as sounding boards and who understand the writer’s craziness and the driving need to escape to a favorite spot and put ideas on a blank white screen.
  • I am thankful for the editors, publishers, artists, and marketing, production and support personnel who take our lumpy claylike creation of words and help us sculpt those words into a smooth, finished work of art called a novel.
  • I am thankful for all the sights, sounds, smells and tastes around us—like bright sunny days, scarlet sunsets, serene snowfalls, gentle rain, the smell of pine-tinged air, the warble of a song sparrow, the chirping of a cricket, the taste of summer’s first strawberries—and all the wondrous gifts our Heavenly Creator gives us each day to help us to be inspired.  

Happy Thanksgiving from my home to yours!


 The first thought crossing Lucas’s mind was that a blue tornado had swooped down without warning.
Elise Springer barreled through the office door, crossed the distance between them and slammed her fist on the metal desk so hard two pencils did simultaneous jumping jacks before hitting the concrete at her feet.
“You liar!” she shouted. Vicious claws, still splendidly colored a brilliant red, reached out, clutching the front of his shirt and jerking him by the throat.
“Having a bad morning?” Lucas asked quietly, thankful he never made it a habit to fasten the top button. “Maybe I should make a pot of coffee?”
“You set me up, you detestable jerk!” Her hand still held fast even when his came up to cover it. “You never told me about the seventy-five thousand dollars Mike gave you.”
He pried her fingers loose, and she stepped back, slicing the air with the edge of her palm. “I trusted you, you lowly worm. I went in there on your behalf!” Both hands flew to her temples, massaging her forehead. She stomped to the window and back again twice. “God, what a fool I am.”
“It’s not what it appears, Liz.” Lucas sat down, leaned back in a chair beside the desk, and hoped Fritz had not lied and this was just one of her twenty-four hour bouts of raving insanity. “Maybe you ought to sit down, and I’ll explain.”
“You can start spouting an explanation right now, pal, and I don’t need to sit to hear your gibberish!”
If her eyes could throw darts, he’d be dead man for sure, Lucas decided. He mustered some courage. “If I had told you Mike gave me money from his personal funds to invest for him, you would have gone into the meeting with Pedmo and tried to second guess her, just to defend me. I couldn’t take the chance. You got the kid, right?”



Judy Ann Davis began her career in writing as a copy and continuity writer for radio and television in Scranton, PA. She holds a degree in Journalism and Communications from Point Park University in Pittsburgh, PA.

Over a dozen of her short stories have appeared in various literary and small magazines, and anthologies. Up on the Roof and Other Short Stories, a collection of nineteen short stories, was published this month by Whiskey Creek Press.

Her first novel, RED FOX WOMAN, published in 2010, is a western, mystery, and romance and was a finalist in the International Book Awards and USA Book News Best Book Awards.

When Judy Ann is not behind her computer, you can find her looking for anything humorous to make her laugh or swinging a golf club where the chuckles are few. She is a member of Pennwriters, Inc. and lives with her husband in Clearfield, PA.

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Judy Davis is hosting a free drawing for a autographed print copy of Key to Love from those who comment.


  1. Your thank you's echo my own, especially about fans. Nothing lifts you from a writer's slump faster than a an unexpected email from a stranger who enjoyed your work.

  2. LA Kelley--Thanks for your kind comment. Isn't it the little things in a writer's world. . . and all of life that make such a difference. . and in unexpected moments?

  3. Love your Thankful list, Judy. We share may of the same ones. Best of luck with your book! Barb Bettis

  4. Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday also, though I try to be grateful every day. That's hard when the nasty reviewers show up, but even then, if I weren't published, I wouldn't have the comments. So, bottom line - grateful!

    Thanks for sharing your list and I hope you have a wonderful holiday.

  5. Barbara and Ashantay--Thanks for the comments. I'm grateful each day that we have the opportunity to live in America. My husband and son are part of four generations who have served or are serving in the military to protect us and the freedoms we enjoy. Happy Thanksgiving to you both!

  6. Judy,
    Oh, my bad! I just realized I haven't said welcome and thank you for being here today. It's a wonderful post and perfectly in keeping with the spirit of the holiday. :-)

  7. Thank you, Melissa, for hosting me. Have a great holiday season, starting with my favorite holiday, Thanksgiving.

  8. Good list. What beautiful covers you have! Have a great holiday.