Good morning everyone!
We've made it to Thursday, and the sun is still ashining away! That means I
have a guest on the blog today courtesy of my connection with Will over at Pride
Promotions. Click here to read a saucy Crawl in Bed Interview with JK Hogan, author of Unbreak Broken.
Congratulations go out to
my friend and fellow Pulp Friction author Laura Harner today on her new
release, Coming Home Texas. This is book one in a new m/m series for Laura and
it is awesome. Get your copy today and fall in love with Brandon and Joe.
Why couldn't the mummy
play outside?
He was all wrapped up in
chores!
Yesterday I added a few
thousand words to the Christmas story I'm writing with Havan fellows and today,
I'll be focusing on Mum's the Word. Another chapter of that is due next Monday,
but more importantly, I'm running out of time to get the story finished. Only
about five posts to go. Of course, I'm in the same situation with the Pulp Friction
story, Dead Money. That's due to the editor on the 1st. What would writers do
without deadlines to inspire us?
I've got a good start on
the sale over at All Romance for National Coffee Day. Will be adding a link and
Pinterest board to the side bar today or tomorrow. For a preview of titles on
sale, click here: #booksncoffee. More titles to be added later.
In other news, I am
excited about this article, about a pre-Roman tomb unearthed in Pompeii. I have long been interested in archaeology and the ancient world. Not just because of Indiana Jones and
Harrison Ford and the glamour and adventure portrayed in the movies, either.
Nope. I am fascinated by the way our cultures have grown and changed. For better
or worse, our world is the way it is in part due to the actions and beliefs of
these ancient people… Incredible, isn't it?
Speaking of things from
the past… Rocking out this morning to this eighties hit: Boy George and Culture Club Karma Chameleon . *sigh* I had the BIGGEST crush on Boy George back then. He's still a very handsome man.
Time to refill this
coffee mug and get to work.
Y'all have a great Thursday!
Like A Wolf
To triumph, you must face
your competition.
That's what the fortune
cookie said.
EXCERPT
The man standing at
a host’s podium was worthy of the reaction his voice had caused. He was tall,
broad of shoulder and narrow of waist. His hair hung in a smooth curtain of
darkness to the shoulders of his simple white dress shirt, nearly bursting at
the seams trying to contain the muscles packed into that frame.
“I…we…” His voice gave
out, probably because all his brain cells were focused on striving to see
through the gloom to make the blur of white that was the man’s face into an
image to go along with the voice and the figure.
“You have a reservation.”
The voice purred smoothly along his skin…stroking it, leaving prickling hairs
rising in its wake.
“You know who I am?”
Startled, he moved closer and found himself under intense scrutiny from a pair
of tawny gold eyes with a curious, elongated slant, almost Asian. “I…” Again,
he was at a loss for words.
“No.” A soft chuckle
broke the silence before it could grow awkward, and Robert started. That
chuckle went straight to his groin. “You’re standing at my podium, and…” He
raised a big hand in a cavalier gesture. “The rest is logic. Name
please?”
“Red…ding.” Robert was
grateful for the shadowy darkness that hid his face…and his blush, hopefully,
from the man at the podium. “Um… Robert.”
The chuckle erupted into
a full-throated, husky, ball-tightening laugh. “Ah, Red, I am the Wolf. Henry
Wolf, to be precise. My friends call me Hank.”
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