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Thursday, October 30, 2014

5 Things You Didn't Know About Author, Karen Cogan

1. I'm married to a professional landscape artist.
2. I'm a chocoholic.
3.I love recipes. I collect more online  than I can ever make.
4. I love babies and worked in church nurseries as soon as I was old enough.
5. I spend time I don't have riding my horse.

Karen Cogan

A native of Houston, TX, Karen spent
 her early years enjoying life along the Gulf Coast. 
  After high school, she attended Texas A&M
 as well as the University of Houston 
where she obtained a B.S. in early childhood education.
 She has written numerous articles and stories,
 books for children and novels for adults. 
 She particularly enjoys writing contemporary 
and historical romance. She now lives in the 
Southwest with her family and assorted pets.
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Karen Cogan's books

              RUNAWAY HEARTS
Lynn thought putting distance between herself and her mother was healthy. Then she met Greg. He not only understands the meaning of running away from his problems, he's about to give her a painful lesson on the subject.

Copyright 2013 © Karen Cogan
Lynn swallowed the last sip from the water bottle she’d propped beside her on the seat of her truck, and perused the housing she’d been promised upon taking the job. Small, square, and beige, the cluster of houses appeared exactly alike. No one stirred in any of the tiny yards, only a pair of jeans hanging on a clothesline proved this was not a ghost town. She finally spotted a two-story, adobe building across the street from a small food market, and dilapidated gas station, and decided she’d found Desert Rock Boarding School.
The name was written in both English and Navajo, and she wondered if she’d ever learn to pronounce the Native American version.
After parking her truck in front of the adobe building, Lynn took a deep breath, and let her body adjust to the stillness. The sensation was odd after jostling over miles of rutted roads.
She stared at the doorway for a moment, mustering up the nerve to go inside. She’d arrived here and might as well see how far over her head she was.
Though it wasn’t noon yet, the desert heat already pushed ninety-five degrees. She wiped her perspiring palms on her skirt and lifted her thick copper hair off her neck, as she studied her reflection in the school’s glass doors.
Reaching for the door, she lost her balance when someone inside the building pushed on the door at the same time, causing her to flail in an effort not to land on the ground.
“I’m sorry,” a man said, grabbing her arm and righting her before she landed in the dirt.
She gasped, and her cheeks heated, as she stared into the richest, chestnut-brown eyes she’d ever seen. Her first day and already she’d managed to make a fool of herself.
He said, “I didn’t see you. Are you all right?”
She forced a smile. “I’m fine. My mind was on finding the office. I didn’t watch the door.”
He reached to shake her hand. “I’m Greg Martin. I teach sixth grade. Maybe I can help you. I’m an old-timer. I’ve been here at Desert Rock for the past three years.” 
More heat crept into her cheeks, and she wished she’d introduced herself first.
“I’m Lynn Martin, the new fifth grade teacher. Good to meet you.”
The rich, chestnut eyes went wide. “Same last name, huh?”
“Apparently.” Did he think she would lie about it?
His grin showed a row of straight white teeth. “We’ll be interesting gossip.”
Had someone placed an “Embarrass me” sign on her back? How could one man manage to discompose her three times in five minutes?
Watch for Karen Cogan's latest novel, PRISONER OF THE PEARLS coming soon!

Though Debra is saddened by the death of her beloved aunt, she treasures the historic home in Galveston, Texas the dear woman left to her. Also, bequeathed, are a string of flawless pearls and a note warning her to never wear them. Unable to resist, Debra fastens them around her neck. She never dreams of the history behind the pearls, or the power they will have over her life. Will she solve their mystery, or wear them to her death?



  1. I'm with you on the recipes. I have bazillion cook books and seldom use them. I enjoy reading and looking at pictures.

  2. Wow, Karen, I bet your yard looks fantastic! And this is exactly the right time of year to be a chocoholic :) Enjoyed reading your "5 things."

  3. Time riding a horse is never wasted.

  4. This is certainly the best time of year to be a chocoholic, and I'm right there with you. Best wishes on your releases!

  5. Can't go wrong with someone who loves horses, babies, and chocolate!


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