Blog Tour: Review of Family for Beginners by Sarah Morgan

Author: Sarah Morgan 

ISBN: 9781335014931

Publication Date: 5/5/2020

Publisher: HQN Books

USA TODAY bestselling author Sarah Morgan returns with a life-affirming exploration of love, loss, and how families come in all shapes and sizes…

New York florist Flora Donovan is living the dream, but her bubbly optimism hides a secret. She’s lonely. Orphaned as a child, she’s never felt like she’s belonged anywhere…until she meets Jack Parker. He’s the first man to ever really see her, and it’s life changing.

Teenager Izzy Parker is holding it together by her fingertips. Since her mother passed away a year ago, looking after her dad and little sister is the only thing that makes Izzy feel safe. Discovering her father has a new girlfriend is her worst nightmare—she is not in the market for a replacement mom. Then her father invites Flora on their summer vacation…

Flora’s heart aches for Izzy, but she badly wants her relationship with Jack to work. As the summer unfolds, Flora must push her own boundaries to discover parts of herself she never knew existed—and to find the family she’s always wanted.

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My thoughts:

Family for Beginners was another recent unexpected read that I ended up loving.  It's an emotional story about a family putting their life back together after BEcca dies suddenly while trying to make room for someone new.  I almost DNF'd this one.  I was not enjoying the characters.  Izzy and Jack in particular.  Jack was so clueless and Izzy just needed her father to tell her to have some respect.   But something compelled me to keep reading and I was swept along into this family's story.   The story is told through three perspectives, Flora, Izzy and Clare.  I ended up loving how all of the characters grew over the story. The ending was very sweet.  I highly recommend this one.

Enjoy this excerpt:

Prologue

Clare

Was destroying evidence always a crime? 

Clare scrunched the letter into her pocket and walked across the damp grass to the lake. It had been raining all week and the ground was soft under her boots. The wind blew her hair across her face and she swept it back, needing to see clearly.

 She wasn’t built for moral dilemmas, and yet here she was, required to choose between the two things she valued most. Loyalty and honesty. 

Where the grass met the narrow shingle beach, she stopped. Across the water, nestling among the tall reeds on the western shore of the lake, was the boathouse. Behind it was dense woodland, offering an enviable degree of privacy. As a child, she had played there with her best friend, Becca, dodging uneven planks and cobwebs as they’d transformed themselves into pirates. They’d launched canoes, and splashed around in the freezing water, shrieking in delicious terror as their limbs were roped by tangled weeds. 

Her own child had played there, too, although she’d been less relaxed than her parents. Perhaps because she understood what degree of adventure was possible here, she’d insisted on life belts and supervision at all times. 

She’d lived in London and Paris for a while, but this little corner of England with its lakes and mountains was the only place that had ever felt like home. 

After her father died, she and Todd had moved here to be close to her mother. It had been Todd’s idea to convert the boathouse into a luxury property. An architect, he saw potential in the most dilapidated buildings, but in this case his vision had been inspired. Splintered planks and broken windows had been replaced by stone, cedar and acres of glass. The upturned crates that had provided rough seating were long gone. Now, when Clare had time to sit down, she relaxed into deep sofas, cocooned by linen and luxury. But the true luxury was the position. The peaceful waterfront location attracted the most discerning of travelers, people seeking to escape the stress of the modern world and sink instead into the sybaritic pleasures of life on the lake, where their nearest neighbors were ducks and dragonflies. There were plenty of people willing to pay good money for that degree of seclusion. Clare and Todd rented out the boathouse for enough weeks of the year to guarantee themselves a healthy income. 

The boathouse was visible from only one corner of her garden and occasionally Clare would glance across and see guests seated on the deck, sipping their champagne while watching the coots and cormorants sheltering in the reed beds. At night the only sounds were the whisper of the wind, the hoot of an owl and the occasional splash as a bird skimmed the surface of the water in search of sustenance. 

Privacy was assured because this section of the lake was only accessible from Lake Lodge, and the entrance to the main house was easily missed from the road unless you knew where to turn. Hidden from view and mostly concealed by an overgrowth azaleas and rhododendrons were large iron gates, and immediately behind those gates was the Gatehouse where her mother now lived. From there a long, graveled driveway wound its way to the house. 

Clare’s mother had moved into the Gatehouse after Clare’s father had died, insisting that Clare and Todd move into the bigger property. Almost on impulse, they’d sold their small London apartment and moved back to a place where the pace of life moved slowly. Like others, they came to breathe the air, walk the mountains and sail on the many lakes.

 Her friendship with Becca had grown and matured here. Maybe it would have ended here, but now she’d never know because Becca was gone. 

The boathouse held no evidence of their final conversation, and she was glad of that. 

But now she had written evidence, sent the day before Becca had died.

 I wish I’d never told you. 

Clare wished that, too. 

Her eyes stung. Grief. Frustration. She wished they hadn’t had that last talk, because now it was the only one she could remember. Their decades of friendship had somehow shrunk down to that last stressful hour. She’d been so angry with her friend, her loyalties stretched to snapping point. 

She hadn’t known that summer would be their last together. If she had, would she have tried harder to bridge the gulf that had opened up between them? Maybe not. She’d been angry, but now that anger was shaded with guilt, because death often brought guilt along as baggage.

 Did loyalty still matter when the person was dead? Did honesty matter when all it would produce was pain? 

“Clare!” Her mother’s voice drifted across the garden. “What are you doing out here in the rain? Come indoors.”

 Clare raised a hand, but she didn’t turn. 

She had a decision to make, and she’d always done her best thinking by the water. She considered herself an ethical and moral person. At school she’d been teased for always doing the “right thing,” which had made it all the more extraordinary that her best friend had been a girl who made a point of always doing the wrong thing. 

And now Becca had left her with this. 

She was so lost in thought she wasn’t aware of her mother until she felt her hand on her shoulder. 

“You don’t have to go, you know.” Clare stared at the lake. Its surface was dark and stippled by rain. In the summer it was idyllic, but with angry clouds crowding the sky and small waves snapping at the shore, the sense of menace matched her mood.

 “She was my best friend.”

 “People grow apart. It’s a fact of life. You’re not the person at forty that you were at fourteen. Sometimes one has to accept that.” 

Had her mother sensed the tension between the two friends on that last visit? She’d walked down from the Gatehouse to see if she could help on that last day when Becca and Jack were busily packing the car and herding kids and luggage. 

Clare had hoped the chaos would conceal the fragile atmosphere, but her mother had always been emotionally intuitive. Fortunately, Jack and Todd had been too busy talking cars and engines to notice anything. When they’d left, Becca had brought her cheek close to Clare’s. Clare thought she’d murmured “sorry”, but she wasn’t sure and as Becca never apologized for anything it seemed unlikely. 

“I can’t remember a time when she wasn’t in my life.” She felt her mother’s hand on her arm. 

“And yet the two of you were always so different.” 

“I know. Becca was bright, and I was dull.” 

“No!” Her mother spoke sharply. “That wasn’t it at all.” 

Perhaps dull was the wrong word. Steady? Reliable? Boring? “It’s all right. I know who I am. I’m comfortable with who I am.” Until recently, she’d been able to sleep at night, satisfied with her choices. Until Becca had presented her with an impossible one. 

“You steadied her and she brought out your more adventurous side. She pushed you out of your comfort zone.” 

Why was that always considered a good thing?

In this case it hadn’t been good. 

Clare was so far out of her comfort zone she couldn’t have found her way back with a compass or SatNav. She wanted to cling to something familiar, which is why she stared at the boathouse. But instead of all the happy times, all she saw was Becca, her beautiful face smeared with tears as she unburdened herself. 

“I know something happened between you. If you want to talk about it, I’m a good listener.” Her mother produced an umbrella and slid her arm into Clare’s, sheltering both of them.

 Should she tell her mother? No, that wouldn’t be fair. She hated being in this position. The last thing she was going to do was put someone else where she was standing now. 

She was an adult, and way past the age where she needed her mother to untangle her problems and make decisions for her. 

“I’m going to the funeral. My flight is booked.” 

Her mother adjusted her grip on the umbrella. “I knew you would, because you’re you, and you always do the right thing. But I wish you wouldn’t.”

 “What if you don’t know what the right thing is?”

 “You always do.” 

But she didn’t, that was the problem. Not this time. “I’ve already told them I’m coming.”

 Her mother sighed. “It’s not as if Becca will know or care if you’re there.”

 The rain thudded steadily onto the umbrella, the sky sobbing in sympathy, sending lazy drips down the back of Clare’s coat.

 “I’m not going for Becca. I’m Izzy’s godmother. I want to be there for her.”

 “Those poor children. I can’t bear to think about it. And Jack. Poor Jack.”

 Poor Jack. 

Clare stared straight ahead. “What do I say?” She knew her mother wouldn’t give her the answer she needed, because Clare hadn’t asked the question she really wanted to ask. 

“They’ll find a way.” Her mother was brisk. “Life never sends us more than we can cope with.” 

Clare turned to look at her, seeing lines and signs of age that hadn’t been there before her father had died. “Do you honestly believe that?”

 “No, but I always think it sounds good when people say it to me. It’s reassuring.”

 Clare smiled for the first time in days. On impulse she hugged her mother, ignoring the damp coat and the relentless drip from the umbrella. “I love you, Mum.”

 “I love you, too.” Her mother squeezed her shoulder, the same way she had when Clare was a child and facing something difficult. You’ve got this. “Is Todd going with you?” 

“I don’t want him to. He’s still working on that big project.” In fact Todd had insisted that he’d drop everything to go with her but she’d refused. This was something that would actually be easier alone. “I’ll only be gone four days.”

 “Will you stay at the house?” 

Clare shook her head. Jack had suggested that she stay with them in Brooklyn, but she’d refused. She’d told him she didn’t want to make extra work, but the truth was she wasn’t ready to see him yet. Jack, with his warm nature and quick smile. She remembered the first time Becca had mentioned him. I’ve met a man.

 Becca had met plenty of men, so to begin with Clare had barely paid attention. She’d expected this relationship to be as short-lived as the others. 

“He’s a good man,” Becca had said and they’d laughed because up until that point Becca had never been interested in good men. She liked them bad to the bone. She blamed her upbringing. Said that she wouldn’t know what to do with a man who treated her well, but apparently with Jack she’d known. 

Clare remembered the first time Becca had shown her round the house in Brooklyn. Look at me, all grown up—four bedrooms, three bathrooms and a closet for my shoes. I’m almost domesticated. 

Almost. 

There had been a twinkle in her eyes, that same twinkle that had helped her laugh her way out of trouble so many times at school.

 Clare gripped the letter.

 Attending the funeral wasn’t going to be the hardest part. The hardest part would be pretending that nothing had changed between her and Becca. Kissing Jack on the cheek, keeping that unwanted nugget of knowledge tucked away inside her.

Excerpted from Family for Beginners Sarah Morgan , Copyright © 2020 by Sarah Morgan. Published by HQN Books.

About the author:

USA Today bestselling author Sarah Morgan writes lively, sexy contemporary stories for Harlequin.

Romantic Times has described her as 'a magician with words' and nominated her books for their Reviewer's Choice Awards and their 'Top Pick' slot. In 2012 Sarah received the prestigious RITA® Award from the Romance Writers of America. She lives near London with her family. Find out more at www.sararahmorgan.com. 

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Blog Tour: Moonlight Over Manhattan by Sarah Morgan

Author: Sarah Morgan

Publisher: Harlequin

Date of publication: November 2017

Determined to conquer a lifetime of shyness, Harriet Knight challenges herself to do one thing a day in December that scares her, including celebrating Christmas without her family. But when dog walker Harriet meets her newest client, exuberant spaniel Madi, she adds an extra challenge to her list—dealing with Madi’s temporary dog sitter, gruff doctor Ethan Black, and their very unexpected chemistry.

Ethan thought he was used to chaos, until he met Madi—how can one tiny dog cause such mayhem? To Ethan, the solution is simple—he will pay Harriet to share his New York apartment and provide twenty-four-hour care. But there’s nothing simple about how Harriet makes him feel.

Ethan’s kisses make Harriet shine brighter than the stars over moonlit Manhattan. But when his dog-sitting duties are over and Harriet returns to her own home, will she dare to take the biggest challenge of all—letting Ethan know he has her heart for life, not just for Christmas?

Moonlight Over Manhattan is the sixth book in this series.  It can easily be read as a stand alone book.  This is Harriet and Ethan;s story.  I'll admit that this whole series has kind of been hit or miss for me.  This one  was pretty much a miss. I finished the book, but it really felt like it took forever to get to the HEA.

The main characters were what were the major part of the miss for me. Harriet, who is the goody-goody, naive twin, now finds herself on her own after her twin sister found love and moved out.  She has challenged herself to do something difficult every day.  For Harriet, it seems everything is a challenge and that got a bit old after a while.  Ethan was kind just plain boring.  He is a great ER doctor, but outside of the hospital, he didn't really leap off the pages.  I honestly didn't feel the chemistry between this couple.  Even their HEA declaration was pretty lackluster.  Honestly, I felt like Ethan and Susan had more chemistry and they were just co-workers and friends.  

I have seen good reviews for the book, so you will probably want to judge for yourself.  It just wasn't for me.  

About Sarah Morgan

USA Today bestselling author Sarah Morgan writes lively, sexy contemporary stories for Harlequin.

Romantic Times has described her as ‘a magician with words’ and nominated her books for their Reviewer’s Choice Awards and their ‘Top Pick’ slot. In 2012 Sarah received the prestigious RITA® Award from the Romance Writers of America. She lives near London with her family.

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Sarah Morgan’s TLC Book Tours TOUR STOPS:

Monday, November 27th: Katy’s Library blog and @katyslibrary

Monday, November 27th: Romancing the Book

Tuesday, November 28th: Moonlight Rendezvous

Tuesday, November 28th: A Holland Reads

Wednesday, November 29th: Books & Bindings

Thursday, November 30th: @athousandbookstoread

Thursday, November 30th: A Chick Who Reads

Friday, December 1st: Thoughts of a Blonde

Monday, December 4th: Literary Llama blog and @theliteraryllama

Monday, December 4th: Cara’s Book Boudoir

Tuesday, December 5th: Bewitched Bookworms

Wednesday, December 6th: Laura’s Reviews

Wednesday, December 6th: Girls in Books blog and @girlsinbooks

Thursday, December 7th: Kritter’s Ramblings

Friday, December 8th: View from the Birdhouse

Friday, December 8th: Chick Lit Central

Monday, December 11th: The Sassy Bookster

Monday, December 11th: Ms. Nose in a Book

Tuesday, December 12th: Novel Gossip blog and @novelgossip

Tuesday, December 12th: Snowdrop Dreams and @snowdropdreams

Wednesday, December 13th: Satisfaction for Insatiable Readers

Thursday, December 14th: Literary Jo Reviews blog and @literaryjo

Friday, December 15th: Not in Jersey blog and @notinjersey

Monday, December 18th: From the Library of Mrs. Gardner blog and @mrs.literarylovely

Monday, December 18th: Why Girls are Weird

Tuesday, December 19th: Diary of a Stay at Home Mom

Tuesday, December 19th: Cheryl’s Book Nook

Wednesday, December 20th: Stranded in Chaos

Wednesday, December 20th: From the TBR Pile

Friday, December 22nd: Thoughts on This ‘n That

Blog Tour: Miracle on 5th Avenue by Sarah Morgan

Author: Sarah Morgan

Publisher: Harlequin

Date of publication: November 2016

It will take a Christmas miracle for two very different souls to find each other in this perfectly festive fairy tale of New York! 

Hopeless romantic Eva Jordan loves everything about Christmas. She might be spending the holidays alone this year, but when she’s given an opportunity to house-sit a spectacular penthouse on Fifth Avenue, she leaps at the chance. What better place to celebrate than in snow-kissed Manhattan? What she didn’t expect was to find the penthouse still occupied by its gorgeous—and mysterious—owner.

Bestselling crime writer Lucas Blade is having the nightmare before Christmas. With a deadline and the anniversary of his wife’s death looming, he’s isolated himself in his penthouse with only his grief for company. He wants no interruptions, no decorations and he certainly doesn’t appreciate being distracted by his beautiful, bubbly new housekeeper. But when the blizzard of the century leaves Eva snowbound in his apartment, Lucas starts to open up to the magic she brings…This Christmas, is Lucas finally ready to trust that happily-ever-afters do exist?

Miracle on 5th Avenue is the third in the "From Manhattan with Love" trilogy.  This is Eva's story.  I have really mixed feelings about this book.  I was hoping that it would replace the second book as my favorite of the three, but in the end it didn't.  Don't get me wrong, I did ultimately enjoy the book, but I just didn't love it as much as I was hoping.

I loved Lucas,  I was really rooting for him to realize that love can be a good thing.  I even loved Eva and Lucas together.  I liked how even though their fall into love was fast, it made sense.  They spent a lot of time together over 4 weeks and really got to know each other.  Eva was a bit too much of a "Mary Sue Sunshine" at times, but not enough for me to dislike her character.

So, why didn't I love it?  The first thing is a nit picky issue for me.  I ended up listening to the audiobook to be able to finish in time for the tour.  The narrator made Eva sound like a brainless, ditsy blond. You know the breathy bedroom voice that I'm talking about? It was really grating and made her seem so different from the way her character appeared in the previous books.  I know it was just a voice, but it was hard to take her character seriously at times   The other thing that I missed was Eva's friends.  Where were they?  They didn't make much of an appearance in the story which was disappointing.The camaraderie and fun banter between the friends was something I loved about the first two books.  Their absence made the story have a much different feel.

Overall, I did like the story.  The HEA was really sweet and almost made up for the issues I had.  I do recommend this trilogy as a whole. Watching the three girls find their HEAs was fun.

About Sarah Morgan

USA Today bestselling author Sarah Morgan writes lively, sexy contemporary stories for Harlequin.

Romantic Times has described her as ‘a magician with words’ and nominated her books for their Reviewer’s Choice Awards and their ‘Top Pick’ slot. In 2012 Sarah received the prestigious RITA® Award from the Romance Writers of America. She lives near London with her family.

Connect with Sarah

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Sarah Morgan’s TLC Book Tours TOUR STOPS

Monday, November 28th: The Sassy Bookster

Tuesday, November 29th: Book Reviews and More by Kathy

Tuesday, November 29th: Books and Bindings

Tuesday, November 29th: Susan Walters Peterson 

Wednesday, November 30th: A Splendid Messy Life

Thursday, December 1st: View from the Birdhouse

Monday, December 5th: BookBub Blog  – “5 Snowy Romances to Put You in a Holiday Mood”

Monday, December 5th: Kritter’s Ramblings

Tuesday, December 6th: The Reading Date

Wednesday, December 7th: Snowdrop Dreams of Books

Thursday, December 8th: Why Girls are Weird

Friday, December 9th: Becky on Books

Monday, December 12th: Chick Lit Central

Tuesday, December 13th: From the TBR Pile

Tuesday, December 13th: Thoughts on This ‘n That

Wednesday, December 14th: Walking with Nora

Wednesday, December 14th: Reading Lark

Friday, December 16th: Not in Jersey

Monday, December 19th: Bewitched Bookworms

Tuesday, December 20th: Satisfaction for Insatiable Readers

Wednesday, December 21st: Books and Spoons

Thursday, December 22nd: A Chick Who Reads

Blog Tour: Sunset in Central Park by Sarah Morgan

Author: Sarah Morgan
Publisher: Harlequin
Date of publication: August 2016

In the chaos of New York, true love can be hard to find, even when it’s been right under your nose all along… 

Love has never been a priority for garden designer Frankie Cole. After witnessing the fallout of her parents’ divorce, she’s seen the devastation an overload of emotion can cause. The only man she feels comfortable with is her friend Matt—but that’s strictly platonic. If only she found it easier to ignore the way he makes her heart race…

Matt Walker has loved Frankie for years but, sensing how fragile she is beneath her feisty exterior, has always played it cool. But then he uncovers new depths to the girl he’s known forever and doesn’t want to wait a moment longer. He knows Frankie has secrets and has buried them deep, but can Matt persuade her to trust him with her heart and kiss him under the Manhattan sunset?

Sunset in Central Park is the second book in this series.  This is Frankie and Matt's story and happens to be one of my favorite tropes: friends to lovers.  Matt and Frankie have known each other for years.  Matt has finally decided to make a move on Frankie.  But he has some pretty big barriers to climb over in order to get her to be his.

I definitely liked this book more than the first one.  All of characters seemed more comfortable with each other.  I loved Matt and Frankie.  I loved how Matt just took down Frankie's walls brick by slow brick until she couldn't help but fall for him.  Frankie lived her whole life thinking love never lasts.  Her parents were the worst examples for her.  She is reluctant to trust.  Even though I loved the romance part of this story, what I loved more was the lesson that Frankie learned after she returned home on Puffin Island. Our perception of past events can often become jaded.  That if we only focus on the negative memories of our past, we forget that there were was compassion and happiness as well.  

I highly recommend this one.  With a sweet romance, a lot of laughs and a cat named Claws, you can't go wrong!

About Sarah Morgan

USA Today bestselling author Sarah Morgan writes lively, sexy contemporary stories for Harlequin.

Romantic Times has described her as ‘a magician with words’ and nominated her books for their Reviewer’s Choice Awards and their ‘Top Pick’ slot. In 2012 Sarah received the prestigious RITA® Award from the Romance Writers of America. She lives near London with her family.

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Connect with Sarah

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Sarah Morgan’s TLC Book Tours TOUR STOPS:

Tuesday, August 30th: The Sassy Bookster

Wednesday, August 31st: Why Girls Are Weird

Thursday, September 1st: A Chick Who Reads

Friday, September 2nd: Not in Jersey

Monday, September 5th: Books and Bindings

Wednesday, September 7th: Just Commonly

Thursday, September 8th: From the TBR Pile

Friday, September 9th: The Romance Dish

Friday, September 9th: View from the Birdhouse

Monday, September 12th: Chick Lit Central

Monday, September 12th: Kritter’s Ramblings

Tuesday, September 13th: Walking with Nora

Wednesday, September 14th: Bewitched Bookworms

Thursday, September 15th: Satisfaction for Insatiable Readers

Thursday, September 15th: Book Reviews and More by Kathy

Friday, September 16th: A Holland Reads

Monday, September 19th: In Bed with Books

Tuesday, September 20th: Becky on Books

Tuesday, September 20th: Books and Spoons

Wednesday, September 21st: Stranded in Chaos

Thursday, September 22nd: Books a la Mode

Friday, September 23rd: Sharon’s Garden of Book Reviews

Blog Tour: Sleepless in Manhattan by Sarah Morgan

Author: Sarah Morgan

Publisher: Harlequin

Date of publication: June 2016

Cool, calm and competent, events planner Paige Walker loves a challenge. After a childhood spent in and out of hospitals, she’s now determined to prove herself—and where better to take the world by storm than in the exhilarating bustle of Manhattan? But when Paige is let go from the job she loves, she must face her biggest challenge of all—going it alone.

Except launching her own events company is nothing compared to hiding her outrageous crush on Jake Romano—her brother’s best friend, New York’s most in-demand date, and the only man to break her heart. When Jake offers Paige’s fledgling company a big chance, their still-sizzling chemistry starts giving her sleepless nights. But can she convince the man who trusts no one to take a chance on forever?

Sleepless in Manhattan has one of my favorite tropes in romance.  The sister and the brother's best friend who have grown up together finally admit that they belong together.  I was really looking forward to reading Paige and Jake's story.  Unfortunately, I really didn't love this book as much as I wanted to.  

For me, the pacing of the story was kind of slow.  In the first hundred pages, not a lot happens.  I didn't really buy into Jake and Paige together.  Jake isn't into commitment.  He is a jerk to Paige through most of the book.  It got tiring after a while.  Why would she pine for someone like that?  Paige was also a bit too independent for my taste and made some really dumb decisions.

The one thing that I did like about the book was the friendship between the three women.  Their relationship was fun and endearing.  I liked Eva and Frankie the most and they almost make me want to read the other books in the series.  Hopefully, their stories will be a bit more exciting, because this one was just really wasn't.

About Sarah Morgan

USA Today bestselling author Sarah Morgan writes lively, sexy contemporary stories for Harlequin.

Romantic Times has described her as ‘a magician with words’ and nominated her books for their Reviewer’s Choice Awards and their ‘Top Pick’ slot. In 2012 Sarah received the prestigious RITA® Award from the Romance Writers of America. She lives near London with her family.

Connect with Sarah

Website | Facebook | Twitter

Sarah Morgan’s TLC Book Tours TOUR STOPS

Monday, June 6th: Chick Lit Central

Monday, June 6th: In Bed With Books

Tuesday, June 7th: Satisfaction for Insatiable Readers

Wednesday, June 8th: Book Review & More by Kathy

Thursday, June 9th: Kritter’s Ramblings

Monday, June 13th: Why Girls Are Weird

Tuesday, June 14th: Romancing the Readers

Wednesday, June 15th: Stranded in Chaos

Friday, June 17th: The Sassy Bookster

Friday, June 17th: Not In Jersey

Monday, June 20th: Just Commonly

Tuesday, June 21st: Walking with Nora

Wednesday, June 22nd: Book Mama Blog

Thursday, June 23rd: From the TBR Pile

Friday, June 24th: View from the Birdhouse

Monday, June 27th: A Holland Reads

Tuesday, June 28th: Books a la Mode – author guest post

Wednesday, June 29th: Thoughts on This ‘n That

Thursday, June 30th: A Chick Who Reads

Friday, July 1st: A Splendid Messy Life – author Q&A and review

TBD: Worth Getting In Bed For