Well today closes my ‘Pirate’s Booty’ contest. And the winner is…Tamara! Congratulations, Tamara! And thanks to everyone who played. I’ll start another contest in September to advertise my next book This Spells Trouble!!
Sooo onto pointless prattle that is now known as my blog.
I had a great night last night. I hung out with some of girls and we got pedicure and manicures. I got what’s called an American manicure (instead of French) the tip is more clear rather than bright white. Supposed to be more natural. And its ok, but it’s already chipped. And then my toes are too pink (the color didn’t look so electric in the bottle) and I had a flower painted on my big toes… only they don’t look like flowers. Nobody can tell what they are. It looks like this glob of blue and white star thing. But it’s not THAT bad. I’m just being dramatic. LOL. So then went and had a potluck at one of the girl’s house and we watched the crappiest movie. I mean it really pissed me off. What was it called… oh yeah. Rumor Has It. Seriously, I just lost 2 hours of my life that I can never get back. What a pointless, stupid movie.
So everywhere I go (on author related sites) everyone’s saying how bad Atlanta is crime wise. Ack. Really? So now I don’t have to just worry about my plane crashing or being hijacked, but also have to worry about getting assualted on my way to Starbucks? *Sigh* The things a girl does to go to a conference. Oh is well.
I’m still totally baffled about what to shove in as my title for the EC Caveman. I figure I’ll just shove a title in and send it off. Change it later. I mean because if they don’t want it, and I sell it elsewhere… I’ll need a title that catches peoples eye. I really worry the formal/military sounding ones are a little off-putting. But maybe it’s just me.
Okay… enough prattle. Now for my pic of the day… Get in my belly!
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New Releases today from Cobblestone Press
What do you do when you find out your husband is moonlighting as a gigolo? Jade Wellington decided to give him some unexpected exposure he’ll never forget! But with the ink on the divorce papers dry, she’s in plenty of hot water of her own. She’s accused of being a murder suspect and a prostitute by handsome police officer, David Jackson.
She’s trying to make the mortgage payments with utterly hilarious schemes that always backfire. She’s dealing with her nervous dog that needs to wear diapers, and has a passion for beer! What’s a girl to do? Fall in love!
With the love and support from her fiancé, Bryan, Charlene prepares for an important swim competition. Another win and she goes to the Olympics. Nothing prepares her for the tragedy that follows.
Charlene awakens in the hospital, unable to feel her legs or remember what happened. News from the doctor is anything but good, and her Olympic dreams slip away. Bryan refuses to leave her side and will do anything to raise her darkening spirits.
More than her desire to swim again, Charlene yearns to feel Bryan’s signature butterfly kisses grace along her inner thighs.
Distraught by her ex-fiancé’s criticism of her “controlling personality,” Olivia Chandler retreats to lick her wounds, only to meet a soft-spoken, yet commanding Spaniard. For one night, she lets go and finds ecstasy in his arms.
Dylan Montgomery has spent two years searching for the woman he knew only as Olivia. Now she’s returned to his hotel room, but a case of mistaken identity lands the woman in his twin brother, Ryan’s bed. They hatch a plan to seduce Olivia into a lifelong relationship of the heart, and convince her that she’s the perfect woman…for both of them.
