NEWS FLASH! KILLER KISSES goes LIVE!

KILLER KISSES Is ALIVE and available at http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0080LR1XA

This anthology has romantic tales ranging from short, contemporary, and chaste to long, paranormal and spicy.

In A Peck on the Cheek: Hurricane Jason, a female private investigator searches for a two-timing husband, but lands in an hurricane shelter. Does she get her man?

In Cat Nips: Catastrophe, a crazy cat lady is evicted by her drunken landlord and the lives of her cat are at stake. Will she and her cats wind up on the street? Or will a secret admirer find a better home for everyone?

In Hot Lips: Lake Placid Cure, a woman finds her husband in a compromising position–again. Looking to recover her dignity, she sets out for a medi-spa, encounters a murder mystery and discovers that miracles still happen in Lake Placid.

In French Kiss: Pigmalion, a speech pathology graduate student needs one more subject for her research project to graduate. She runs into a hot guy with a heavy accent and tries to recruit him into her study. Will she teach him the language of love?

In Sizzling Smooch: Bonded for Life, a Mexican artist runs for her life to hide in the little town where she graduated from high school. She’s convinced no one will find her there. But a boy with a high school crush on her grew up to be a hunky cop–and he has her in his cross hairs.

In Delectable and Delicious: An Inn Decent Proposal, a chef and a hotelier join forces at foreclosure auction at an inn and outbid a small time hood. The thug doesn’t like being on the losing end of the deal. Things heat up outside and in the bedroom. Can the couple make a go of it? Or will the hood destroy their dream?

In Release Your Inner Wild Women: Kiss of the Silver Wolf, a young woman searches for the truth about her brother’s debilitating disease. An intriguing man with silver hair and a penchant for long night insists she’s his life mate. How does this sexy man figure into her family secrets?

All my short stories and novellas have been rolled into one full length book, a sweet deal at $2.99 USD. I hope you enjoy the reads and tell your friends.

News Flash! Interview with Black Rose Reviews!

A chat about my stories and the writing life http://blackroseinterviews.blogspot.com/2011/04/guest-interview-with-sharon-buchbinder.html

News Flash! 4 Siren Stones for Bonded for Life from Siren Book Reviews

Attention shoppers! We have a 4 Siren Stone review for Bonded for Life from Mona at Siren Book Reviews! Whoo hoo! Read her wonderful words at http://sirenbookreviews.blogspot.com/search/label/Sharon%20Buchbinder

The Allure of High School Reunions

When I was invited to participate in the Class of ’85 Series by our fabulous Wild Rose Press editor, Kathy Cottrell, I said yes immediately. Not because I’d been to so many high school reunions, but because I’d been to so few. As soon as I graduated from high school and won scholarships to an out-of-state university, I ran away as fast as I could.

Why did I run? No, it wasn’t because I’d become a contract killer, like Grosse Point Blank’s Martin Blank. You see, in high school I’d been a walking cliché: formerly fat, unpopular book worm from the wrong side of the tracks who had a divorced mother.  With a graduating class of 200, there was no nerd herd to hide me. I had a few good friends who kept me sane, but unlike my sister, I was not going to win any beauty contests. I had a hard enough time just finding hand me down clothes that weren’t too small because I was taller than my sister. Did I mention I was a giant, scrawny 17 year old (5 foot 7 inches, 127 pounds), too? Yeah, that wasn’t too weird.

In spite of all the above, the hardest part of my life was my big secret. To the outside world my mother was perfect. She was a Girl Scout Troop leader, a Sunday school teacher and a hard-working single mother in a Donna Reed world. But at home, behind closed doors, she was Mommy Dearest. She told me never to reveal the abuse or else.

When I hit my 52nd birthday, after much soul searching, many hours of therapy and support groups ad infinitum, I decided to face my demons. First I paid a visit to my mother to whom I had not spoken in over 25 years. What I found in my wiser adulthood was a woman with a severe personality disorder who was incapable of giving any affection, much less being a good mother.

The second thing I did was to attend my 35th high school reunion.  Unlike the comedian in the Quinnipiac College Reunion Video, I did not go to see who had gotten fat or who was single. I went to prove to myself that I had outgrown that awkward adolescent girl, that I had become someone better because of my trials and tribulations.

To my unending surprise, I was greeted with smiles, hugs and warm welcomes. Many of the women who had been in my mother’s Girl Scout troop and Sunday school  class approached me and said apologetically, “I hate to say this, but your mother–she wasn’t right.” “Your mother was—eccentric.” “Your mother scared me.” To each woman I replied, “Thank you. Thank you for telling me this. You have no idea what this means to me.” The “secret” wasn’t a secret.  At last, I was freed from the chains of that lie.

So go to your high school reunion. Find out what happened to the guy you had a crush on. Maybe he’s single–or maybe he’s transformed himself into someone new. You never know. Maybe, just maybe, you’ll find yourself.