Happy National Rescue Dog Day!

Dogs are love

When my darling friends Lindsay Emory and Ophelia London and I decided to write The Last Plus One, we knew two things: it had to be swoony and it had to have dogs.

Honestly, what’s better than falling in love to the pitter patter of sweet doggie feet?

In these three novellas that take place at the same beach wedding in Maine, the bride’s mother’s rescue dogs are always around. On the beach when they’re not supposed to be, roaming the extensive grounds of their compound, even chilling with the guests at the lavish pre-wedding cocktail party in the parlor.

And maybe, just maybe, they give a cupid-like nudge to the three couples as they figure out they’ve met their last plus one.

Do you love your romance with a side of sweet puppy love?

I have a signed paperback of The Last Plus One to give away—just tag me in a Twitter or Instagram post* (I’m @WriterAHaughton) with your favorite mutt. Make sure to use hashtag #TLPOdoggy so I see it. Post by midnight May 31, 2019*

*If you don’t have Twitter or Instagram, feel free to email me your picture.

**void where prohibited by law. Open to US residents only because of shipping concerns. Winner will be notified on social media. If I haven’t heard back from you by 6.7.19, you’ll forfeit your prize and I’ll attempt to select another winner.

A Love Story...

This is a love story, not a romance…

Max the Gentleman Poodle

Seventeen years ago on a girls’ road trip in college, I feel head over heels for a leggy, shaggy-haired ginger boy. I giggled while I snuck him into my hotel room, and we slept on the floor that night so we wouldn’t wreck the bed.

Today, we had to say our last goodbye. Anybody who loves a dog knows it’s always only a HFN, never a HEA. It always ends in heartbreak.

The Haughton Poodles

Max took care of us as much as we took care of him. There’s lots of tears at Haughton House tonight as he’s inducted into the Very Good Dog Hall of Fame and joins the two Haughton Poodles and many sweet Haughton Mutts who went before.

Love you bunches, Mister Max.

P.S. I hope your silver BFF welcomed you with a really big bowl of cheesy scrambled eggs. Y’all don’t have too much fun without us. 💖🌈🐾

P.P.S. Actually, go ahead and have a lot of fun without us. You deserve it. We never deserved you and your incredible heart.

A Romance Writer’s V-Day Confession….

For a romance writer and self-proclaimed #HEAjunkie, I’m rather unsentimental when it comes to this particular date in February.

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And I don’t think I’m the only one. Show of hands, please, who is pretty much over this day?

Don’t get me wrong, I loved the days of everyone-in-class-gets-a-Valentine-in-a-shoebox. But Valentine’s Day as an adult? It’s kinda ick, amirite?

The cynic in me says it’s because I’ve somehow managed to not be in a committed relationship on every single 14th of February my entire adult life…

(Yeah, sure, play armchair therapist over that one.)

But honestly, I think there’s something to be said for celebrating love every single day of the year. And not just romantic love. We only get this one chance at life, after all, so celebrate what makes it worth living.

Today, my Valentine is…

  • Dry shampoo

  • Geriatric Poodle Kisses

  • The half-smushed salted caramel chocolate cupcake waiting for me once I press “publish” on this blog post

  • My ridiculous and super pink flamingo coffee mug

  • This dust storm we’re having in west Texas today (because it’s gonna make for a killer sunset tonight)

  • Some Omaha steaks thawing in the fridge

  • Annnnnnd… mac and cheese for lunch two days in a row

<covers screen in smooches>

Yep, I’m totally in love with all of those things today.

And also super duper happy to celebrate the big hugs my brother’s girls gave me when I surprised them with my presence (such a gift!) and gift cards to buy books. And also beyond tickled to watch the “Thank you, Miss Lexi” video my Dallas bestie’s kids sent in response to the bookish gift cards I sent their way.

And to my future Valentine, I’m celebrating you too. Sorry you’re still in your tragic backstory, but you’re going to have one heck of a fall when you meet me.

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