Friday, May 28, 2010
A harem outfit and a flogger? Sounds like a party. That’s why Jenny chose them as the key ingredients in her plan of seduction. For two years she has worked for Damianos Alexander, but tonight at the costume party she’s determined to become more than his secretary. Tonight, she’ll take that sexy male animal home—to her bed.
Damianos always gets what he wants, and he wants Jenny. She’s half naked, her body undulating in the movements of an ancient dance. Tempting every man in the room, including him. Too bad she doesn’t realize she’s tempting a wolf. Once she unleashes his feral side, there is no turning back.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Here's the blurb!
When romance author Simone Kent reluctantly turns to a consulting editor for some help with her latest book, she has no intention of falling for him, especially since she hasn’t had much luck with guys. After meeting him for coffee, however, she thinks she might just have found the most perfect guy in all of New York
City in bed and out of it.
Drake Parrish is about as far perfect as any man can get, though. Eight years ago, he seduced a girl for the fun of it, then cruelly broke her heart. For his crimes, he was cursed by an evil Voodoo priestess to live part of his life as a zombie. Since then, he has lived like a recluse on New York’s Upper East Side, afraid to go out for fear he’ll suddenly turn into one of the walking dead.
Being with Simone reminds him of everything he was forced to give up and Drake finds himself feeling things for her that he hasn’t felt in a very long time. When the Voodoo priestess learns of their relationship, however, she comes after him again, this time with her horde of mindless zombies. She doesn’t believe Drake has paid for his sins and is determined he won’t have a future with Simone, even if that means killing the woman he loves.
And for another sneak peek as well as a glimpse of the hunky hero, visit my website and click on "Coming Soon!"
"Stories so hot, they'll make your cheeks blush!"
Monday, May 24, 2010
So, does that mean that my book is so good they are willing to risk that whopping quarter of a million dollar fine? Or does it mean they just don't take it seriously? I think it's the latter. Not that my book isn't wonderful,it is!
Until the law comes out of the closet and actually makes some of these people pay, shows everyone that the law isn't something you can toy with in Cyberland or the real world, piracy and sharing are going to continue.
The law has the ability to track down these individuals who share books. Has the ability to locate these pirates. Sure, it might take some doing, but isn't that what we pay them to do? So what's the deal here? What do we as authors have to do to force the powers that be to enforce the laws already in place?
It's too much for one author to fight. No one can do it alone. Yet the groups we have out there who are involved in this effort aren't even together on this. It would seem to me that EPIC and RWA members should push their organizations to work on this critical matter. RWA may be thinking about print books only, but the fact is all their members now sell in e formats as well.
So why don't they address this problem?
On another note, I'd like to thank all the loyal readers of our work out there who are very conscious of the issues of sharing and piracy and treat our work with respect. Thank you!
A Scarlet Memoir is available at All Romance E Books and Alpheratz Press. http://alpheratzpress.com
Sunday, May 23, 2010
With veggies becoming much more expensive in the stores, I've decided to take matters into my own hands.
Now farming is in my blood, my grandfather had a huge farm up north (people down here call them ranches.) It was a pig farm, but there was every animal you could think of, including work horses to pull out the fallen trees in the fall to heat the house for the entire einter. Huge fields of corn, hey if it didn't sell it went to make cow corn for the winter.
My grandmothers personal garden was nothing to sneeze at. It was a good half acre and had everything from corn to strawberries. We never went without a good pickle or blackberries in the winter time. Yummy!! And there was an apple orchard about about an acre in size.
So I've done what I can and we have two raised beds, one herbs, one veggies. The romaine lettuce is coming very well and we've been snipping leaves off for sandwiches. The sweet banana peppers and cubana peppers are belling. I'm waiting for the 72 bell pepper seeds planted to start peeking up out of the soil and the only tomato plant to start doing it's thing.
My herbs, I love fresh herbs!! There's nothing like walking out doors in the morning before the heat of the sun, OK it's Florida, so I go out after the sun has gone down to gather my mint or sweet basil or chives for baked potatoes that night with dinner.
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Any author will tell you that we love what we do. Some lucky ones get to completely support themselves on their earnings, the rest of us either have full-time jobs on top of writing or, we take part-time work to supplement our incomes. To be honest, I enjoy working. Being in the grip of the Protestant work ethic was ingrained in me from the time I had my first paper route at the age of nine in Bondi Beach, Sydney.
I don't mind juggling. I really don't. The busier I am, the more I like it. I get a huge satisfaction out of paying bills out of money earned from writing, but I also get a lot of fodder from my day jobs.
A few months ago, a friend of mine got me in with a celebrity assistant's club. I've picked up work here and there and have had the terrible misfortune of working a few times with an actress whose career is on the slide. I say on the slide because she recently lost her home to foreclosure due to her shopping addiction and...diminished income.
I accompanied her to bankruptcy court and small claims courts - all of these incidents will no doubt show up in my books some time soon - and I was even there when she went to a salon to get her asshole bleached.
This last one I did already use in The Book and the Rose.
Anyway, the Actress was pissed about moving from her oceanside digs in Malibu to -shudder- The Valley. Now, I happen to live in the valley and bitterly resent the constant jibes people from the other side of the hill make about my home town.
I've worked for Z-list Actress now for a few months and off and it has never been pleasant.
Yesterday, I helped take her dogs to the vet.
We have a saying in my birth country of Australia. When someone is taken advantage of, we say, they saw her coming.
Well this vet saw The Actress coming.
A routine office check-up for three small dogs turned into a $2,000 vet bill. It would have been more if I hadn't argued the point about unnecessary tests and phantom illnesses.
Yesterday, her credit card must have been burning a hole in her pocket. We dropped the dogs home and traipsed along Ventura Boulevard where she shopped her heart out.
She dropped another $2,000 on an electric blanket, bought a new lap top at the Apple Store, some bling for her iPhone. Then she remembered she'd lost her iPhone and we bought a replacement.
We stopped by my goddaughter's house where I deputized her to bling the new iPhone. I'm all thumbs when it comes to crafty crap. My goddaughter however, was born to bling.
The Actress and I drove off. I kept wondering how somebody who'd just been through bankruptcy and foreclosure was still able to spend this way.
She bought French underwear - a snip at $500 for two panties and a push-up bra - blinged dog collars for the pooches, new shoes - for her, not them. They all got tutus [I swear] - and then she insisted on having lunch.
I didn't want to have lunch. I had fresh bread and peanut butter at home. I was happy to go home and have that.
But oh no. She wanted a lavish lunch. Unfortunately, I know her well and have had terrible experiences with her before.
In spite of her lavish public declarations that she would buy me lunch, I knew she would make my life miserable if I picked anything she deemed expensive. I ordered a cup of soup and an iced tea. I knew I could afford these should she gripe. And I just knew she would.
She berated the poor waiter and I begged her not to. I am always nice to people who handle my food. They could spit in it. Or worse.
The Actress hauled out her laptop in the middle of this swanky restaurant as she tore through spinach salad, char-broiled salmon, apple pie and several cappuccinos. She shopped for more crap online - a lanyard holder for her new iPhone and new sunglasses.
She argued with her mother on the phone and didn't seem to notice how aggravated our nearest neighbors and the entire restaurant staff were.
After being sniped at for four and a half hours, something came over me when she griped about the $7.00 for my soup and tea (tax and tip included).
I told her I couldn't take it anymore. I think I actually said I hate you. She looked shocked. I don't think she hears those words too often, except from her ex husbands.
She owed me $67.50 for the time I'd been her whipping post and dangled this over my head.
I said I didn't care.
"You don't care?"
"No, I don't," I said.
I got up and walked out. "Can't you take her with you?" the waiter begged.
My dear friend Kelly has quoted me from Benjamin Franklin who once said never to keep friends who are not like yourself. Somebody else once said - maybe it was Heidi Fleiss - we are guilty by association.
I didn't want to associate with an asshole boss. I don't care that money is involved. It's too painful dealing with such insanity. I drove home feeling both bad and good. It's hard to walk away from an income.
She apparently collected her cell phone from my goddaughter and was very sweet with her, paying her $20.
Then she drove to my place and somehow got into my building and showed up at my front door. She put on a marvelous performance. Oscar-worthy. I accepted her check for $67.50 and then said goodbye.
She hasn't stopped calling since. This morning, I found a pink diamante in my socks from yesterday. My little ode to bling. And to her. I dropped the bling off my balcony and deleted all her messages.
Maybe I am being foolish, but I think not. What about you? Would you put up with Miss Bling? I'd really like to know.
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Yes, a story and as it starts working out the dialog with in my brain, I have to remember that, HEY I'm driving, yep that's a green light, no brakes needed.
Not the safest time to have a plot running rampant through the thought process, so those internal fingers quickly push the aggressive story plot to the side. Turn up the radio and start singing, DAMN no good! Music encourages my muse. Turn down the radio and open the windows. Blast of 90 degree heat and crazy Florida humidity.
Well it helped stop the plot and started the old complaint about, why in the heck do I still live in Florida when I can't stand the humidity. LOL
I tell my friend what happened and she chuckled at me. Yep, she knows that feeling of your just doing something and then a whopping plot hits you upside the head. She writes children's books.
Mention it to someone else who doesn't write and it's "Well keep your eyes on the
road and pay attention." And I just say right back "Well DUR dumbass."
Huh, well the plot is Sci-Fi, off of Earth and has some interesting characters LOL.
So, I'm going to leave off there with just a little promotion...
A Lady's Challenge, Sequel to my Best Selling Torrid Title of the Year,
A Slave's Way Out HAS released with Whiskey Creek Press Torrid!! YIPPEE!!
Stop by and take a lookee see!
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
I'm so excited! Reese from Night Owl Romance gave GOOD COP, BAD GIRL my hot new erotic romance from Ellora's Cave 4 Stars! Check it out!
"Good Cop, Bad Girl is a hot quick read that is not to be missed.
WOW! Paige Tyler hits the nail on the head with this one. Julie Hanson is celebrating her 30th birthday with a group of friends when a cop shows up in response to her neighbor’s complaints about the noise. Man does it really heat up when Officer Kirk shows up later to give Julie her birthday present. The sex was smokin' hot and had me pausing as I turned the pages. For a quickie this was a really well developed read."
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Tuesday, May 11, 2010
My love affair with Hawaii began with my love of a woman - Princess Kaiulani, whose beauty and tragic story touched me so deeply as a young boy visiting the islands that I had to read everything I could about her. She died young, too young at the age of 24, but her passion for her people, her violent struggle to protect her island nation from foreign rule was one that affected me in more ways than I can say. As I grew older, I still loved Kaiulani. I still do. But my admiration for her morphed into a mania for Queen Lili'uokalani, to whom Kaiulani was the heir apparent.
Readers of my predominantly Hawaiian stories are probably familiar now with this last Hawaiian queen. Just as she was a woman of consequence, so was Lena Horne, another queen, another American original and although she was 92 when she died Sunday night, I feel bereft at her loss. Like Kaiulani and Lili'uokalani before her, she fought racial hatred, rose above restrictions and cruelty and challenged the status quo.
Two of my upcoming books deal a little with the subject of racial intolerance - Creed: Honeybone 2, coming to eXtasy Books in four days, May 15 and The Mediator, coming to Total eBound on August 15. In both books the subject is peripheral but I thought it interesting that as I finished up Creed on Sunday night, that it was somehow apt that I'd made reference to another woman of consequence, another American original, Ruby Bridges.
My character, US Marshal Dean Honeybone, has been transferred to New Orleans. For those who don't know or don't remember, it was this unit that accompanied 6-year-old Ruby Bridges to school in 1960 when she became the first black girl to attend an all-white school with the abolition of segregation.
It wasn't that long ago.
The adult Ruby Bridges is as magnificent as you would hope a woman of historic consequence would be. She is amazing. I hope one day to meet her and tell her how inspired I am by her courage. I cannot imagine what it was like to be 6 years old and not be allowed to trade food with my classmates because white parents have said they would poison you.
I cannot imagine what it was like for Ruby to see the coffin somebody left outside her classroom with a black baby doll in it.
Similarly, I cannot imagine how Lena Horne endured so much to be who she was. A civil rights pioneer from 1941, long before Ruby Bridge played her part in the story of change.
Miss Horne defied the US Army by refusing to perform in front of segregated audiences. And yet, for all of this, her voice, her talent and beauty were never squandered. She soared above it all. I watched her old movie 'Til the Clouds Roll By last night, just to see her beautiful face. Ever since I saw Leslie Uggams portray her in the stage musical Stormy Weather last year, I've been catching up on all things Lena.
I can't help feeling I have so much more to learn and yes, as I said before she was 92 but there is a huge hold left in this world by her passing.
I hope in God's heaven there is no segregation, no intolerance or pain. I hope there is nothing but peace, love, beauty and lots and lots of rainbows. I hope one day I get to go there and meet her, to let her know how much she means to me. I want to meet them all, these daring, darling, women of consequence.
But I will have to wait.
'Til the Clouds Roll By.
Monday, May 10, 2010
It just never seemed fair. Women are the ones who have to deal with manipulating our hormones and inserting foreign objects into our bodies. So why not men? My girls asked me that same question once they became sexually active and were placed on birth control. The only answer I had for them was simply this: When men can become pregnant, then they will be required to worry with birth control just like women. But until then, the ball is in your court.
It's a matter of necessity.
But still, you'd think why can't a man have a birth control pill? Hell, they have all kinds of products out there to help him keep plugging away---yep, pun intended. lol I hate that commercial with the two bathtubs and the man is sitting in one and the woman in the other. Isn't the purpose to get them in the same tub?
Well, before I continue with my man bashing blog, I decided to take a look and see if there is a reason there is NO birth control pill for a man. And much to my surprise, I discovered something I'd never even considered.
Women produce one fertile egg per month. Men, on the other hand, produce a thousand sperm per second. YEAH! Per second. Amazing. So it would seem there is a lot more to figure in when developing a product for a man. In addition to the fact that men produce that incredible number of sperm, a woman's body has an automatic shut off valve for her cycle. Her period. Then when she is on birth control, hormones fool a woman's system into thinking she is pregnant and shuts down egg production.
Men don't have a shut off cycle in place to deal with. So manipulating it is not part of the equation. Well, regardless of the why, men taking birth control is not something I see a man doing. Do you? I'm not so sure I'd trust a man to tell me that he's "on the pill" and to have actually taken it.
I don't think it's in their psyche to embrace a contraceptive. After all, it would be a sperm killer. Okay, that's it for my man bashing today. lol Sorry, guys, just got to get it in sometime, ya know?
Sunday, May 9, 2010
I can't wait, I'm soooo psyched *Doing the Snoopy dance*!! The sequel to A Slave's Way Out is COMING!!
A Lady's Challenge is releasing with Whiskey Creek Press Torrid on May 15th!!
Welcome to Neris, Mercenary planet light years from our own Milky-way Galaxy.
Lieutenant Trea Padame, is not only the second in command of the mercenary warship Catalysts’ security division, she’s also hiding the truth from all that she’s a lady. She is to take her father’s seat as head of her family’s house in the Eastern Lowlands unless she can find a warrior to take as her life mate and has her eyes set on —
First Commander Daniel Hedden of the Catalyst, who’s used to men following his every command on duty and Trea following them in bed. Can the warrior in him find the way to free his heart of past memories, forgive Trea hiding her identity from him and let an ancient revelation come true, or will he disregard all and face losing Trea forever to an enemy who’s set to take Trea and her village for his own?
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
"This short story is a fun erotic romp. Goldie Lockwood becomes lost on a forest hike and stumbles on a cottage just when she has given up hope of ever finding her way home. Hungry and tired, she finds the cottage locked and empty, breaks a small window and enters. Little does she know that she has stumbled into the home of three sexy, hunky brother were-bears who are also highway patrol officers.
When the three brothers come back to the cottage and discover the break-in, they are very upset. Goldie begs them to “punish” her instead of “arresting” her. This book shows a fun side with some light bondage, spanking and group play, while demonstrating a bond between Goldie and the youngest bear-shifter brother. The fun begins with spanking and gets hotter from there. Whew, this is a hot and tasty tidbit of a story!
I really liked this version of the old fairy tale better than I like the original when I was a child. This one is a lot more fun for everyone. Give it a try!"
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Monday, May 3, 2010
No, it hasn’t started yet, but there are groups gearing up to start. I have friends who will be heading down to Florida soon to participate in that clean up. In the meantime, another friend, Mary Winter–author and publisher/owner of Pink Petal Books is donating half the proceeds from the sales of her book, Ursa Major, to the cause.
Stop by Pink Petal books and take a look. http://pinkpetalbooks.com
Sunday, May 2, 2010
Finally I was able to watch the movie Avatar last night. I really did enjoy it, the special effects were awesome.
However, I couldn't help noticing how much of a resemblance our own history with the native peoples of our planet have with the natives of Pandora against an intruder onto their lands. Oh you know, The lets go in and take what we think is ours no matter what we have to do syndrome.
Only the big blue natives of Pandora won their fight. Dare I say it...why yes I will, YAY *Clapping hands*