She is a shameless fan of “The Sound of Music,” Hershey’s kisses, Charlotte Bronte, and Jane Austen, and can often be caught daydreaming of romping about gothic castles in lovely Victorian gowns. Her first published novel was The Sound of Munich, followed by Heart and Salsa, The Ghoul Next Door, Cake Pop Crush, and Dead in the Water. When she was seventeen, she filled four journals with her handwritten first novel, titled “The Dream Keeper.” To escape her chores, she often lied to her parents about what time her shift started at the local fast food joint so that she could spend an extra hour writing in the parking lot in her mom’s faded Buick. For someone who hated winging it, it would be experiments in torture.When she was in kindergarten, Suzanne Nelson jotted down in a school keepsake album that she wanted to be a “riter.” Though she clearly had issues with spelling, she persisted, composing cryptic poems about rainbows, fairies, mud, and even "Star Wars" in spiral notebooks all through elementary school. I tried to muster up a smile, but I didn’t have it in me. “Then let the experiments in baking begin.” “The catering job would be great for business, and Dad needs all the help he can get.” “Backing out isn’t an option,” I said firmly. Back out of the bake-off now, or give yourself a crash course in free-form baking.” “Well, seems to me like you have two options. “I’ve never baked anything without a recipe in my entire life. “No, this is a nightmare.” I grimaced and collapsed against Gwen. I’ll be in touch!” Then she glided down the hallway, tossing smiles and shining hair in all directions. “Yeah, it does sound like fun,” I replied weakly. Had she just said something about baking without a recipe?…I swallowed down my rising panic, then forced another smile. Suddenly my excitement shriveled into fear. And all with surprise ingredients! Super fun!” And to make it even more exciting, maybe you and Dane can bake something without a recipe. So I figured it was only fair to let you and Dane both have a shot at catering the party.…We can have the bake-off the weekend before my party.
“There are two bakeries in town: yours and Perk Up.
“Try out?” I asked, trying to keep my voice on an even keel. “So,” Sarah went on, “I was wondering if you’d like to try out for the job.” Catering the dessert for Sarah’s party would give Say It With Flour a huge boost. She paused, and my heart clattered wildly. And I’ve tasted your cake pops, which are completely fabulous.” “Well, I’ll need a birthday dessert of some kind, of course. “So, I know you all got the e-vite to my party,” Sarah continued, glancing at Gwen and Tansy.
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