In Lieu of Deep Thoughts, Some Chicken and Mayo

Karin Kallmaker Stepping Stone

I’ve been so busy writing for the past while that I simply didn’t have time to do the blog I’d planned as a follow-up to questions I posed at the Bella Forum and on Facebook. I’ll return to the topic of who believes readers select romance just for the hot sex scenes at some future point. So in lieu of a pensive blog posting I thought I’d offer up a sample of what I’ve been working on. Hopefully, even though it’s unedited, it will speak for itself. This excerpt is from what is currently Chapter Two. At the bottom of the last hill Selena’s stomach growled right on time. Her favorite diner was brisk with customers, but a shallow booth tucked just around the corner from the counter was still empty. It was her preferred place to sit, her back to most of the diner, and the waitress usually served her as quickly as counter service. There was no sign of the owner—Betty? Maybe she was on vacation. The new waitress from the other night was there, as well as a wiry Latina at the counter she knew by sight. The newbie got to her first, scribbled the order of …