Talking about my back list books...

Nothing but Sex

Was my Cougar Challenge offering.  Seventeen authors tossed in a hot novella about a group of older women who went after younger men...and believe me, this was one of Ellora's Cave's  most popular series!

Blurb:

A standalone story in the Cougar Challenge Series.

 

Lee Blackhorse is hardly Cougar material, no matter what her friends over at Tempt the Cougar say. A forty-two-year-old woman who lusts after her thirty-year-old weekend helper is just plain nuts. Or is it? She’s been secretly hot for the man for years.

Mike Running Elk is the hottest thing ever to don tight jeans and a second-skin t-shirt…and he has no problem seeing himself in the role of lover. In fact, if he can just get the hot-as-hell woman to realize he’s plenty old enough to ring her bells, he plans to do more than just clean her barn and mow her grass. He’s waited for her long enough.

When her Saturday helper appears at her door with an injured hand, Lee can’t pull her eyes off his naked, ripped chest. And from her heated gaze, Mike can’t believe she’s as oblivious as she acts. The ice has been broken and he intends to heat things up even more…

Reader Advisory: Contains a scene of violence.

 

Talking about my back list books...

Out of Her Dreams 
was my debut novel...

She’s a best-selling erotic romance writer. Her fans adore her. She’s making excellent money. All by writing about a man she dreamed up many years ago. Her hero is handsome, virile, sexy, strong, sensitive and a complete gentleman.

He’s a hot-headed, sex-on-the-hoof pro wrestler. He has a reputation for being the hottest, nastiest man on the mats. The fact that his face and body are plastered all over a bunch of mushy romance novels written by a woman with a death wish doesn’t sit well on those massive shoulders. His agent’s demanding monetary retribution from the woman who’s dared to use his image on her covers but he has another form of retribution in mind…and it has nothing to do with money.

She was his the moment he touched her. He came out of her dreams to claim her, and she wants every hot, throbbing inch of that delicious man.

He wants her, naked, at his mercy. One hot, orgasmic night wasn’t nearly enough. She ran…but he’ll find her.

Okay...in one and a half hours it will be DST again...

Daylight Savings Time...

Most folks I know think it's a royal pain in the posterior region...but a few of them like it.  I can't quite figure out why, though.  I guess some folks love torture.  Crawling out of bed an hour before the human body is willing and able to do so is not fun.  Unless you are crawling out of bed to see some hot sexy dude wearing a towel just climbing out of your shower.  At that point, I don't think I would really mind getting up that early. 

So I am putting a cover right in front of me so when I get up in the morning, it will remind me why it's okay to wake up so damn early.  Hey...maybe I'll put all my covers around my bed.  That way, when I open one eye and see that it's still dark, and roll over to cover my head, I might see something worth looking at. 

How do YOU feel about DST?  Your personal views?  Just curious...

Fran 

Feeling almost human again...

Went to the doc yesterday

and vented to my heart's content about how I feel about having my last two appointments cancelled then reset during a time when I was feeling like crud.  Oh...and I switched doctors to make my point.  After having gone through a full month of "sorta-flu-like" symptoms, and getting myself well using herbs and such, I did a bit of griping.  A lot of griping.  And it made me feel waaayyy better.

Got my shingles vaccine, set an appointment for a bone density scan, and got all that angry frustration off my chest.  YAY!  Decided I didn't want or need the current (worthless) flu vaccine, and got a prescription for the nasty sinus infection that developed over the last month.  Okay.  I am set for another few months.

It is amazing how just going to the doctor and talking about my health seems to resolve some of the garbage that I worry about.  So now it's time to worry about earning a living.  Getting back to writing.  Doing what I need to do to pay the bills.  I have already started on a couple of my dormant wips, and feel a lot better about finishing them.

So maybe I will have something to sub to my editor in a few weeks.  

Hugs!

Fran

Cleaning out the house...

It's time to get cracking and get two bedrooms cleared out and rearranged.

After four years, my grandson is coming home to roost, but since he left, the back bedroom has been switched to a computer/storage/sundries room.  His mom is in my second bedroom and I refuse to move out of my master bedroom. 

So now I must decide what stays...and what must go.  I have been a collector...some might call it a hoarder...but in truth, I never throw away anything that might come in handy someday.  Sigh.   But today, I have been going through the computer/storage/sundries room and have been mercilessly dumping stuff that will never in a blue moon be used.  Now watch...as soon as it is in the trash, a use will appear.  But at least the three bedroom house that I have lived in since I was a kid will be in full use once again.

I have hundreds of vinyl albums...that I do not have a turntable to play.  Many of them are SO classic, they are antiques. Stevie Wonder at age 11.  Jackson Five when Michael was about 8. I have a huge stash of old RCA Videodiscs...and the two disc players that I bought back in the 70's.  I never play them since all those wonderful movies are now available on DVD.  Much simpler that inserting the disc, then having to turn it over halfway through and reinserting. But there are true collectors who might pay me something for the memorabilia value.

I also have dozens of laser discs...and a couple of old fashioned laser disc players. I have a huge collection of vintage and antique toys...50, 60 and 70 years old. I have a wonderful set of 1970's fine Noritake China (out of production since 1986) that should go into the Art Nouveau 1910 china cabinet in the living room...that is filled to the brim with those old vinyl records and albums. I have been using a mixed set of old Albertson's stoneware that I picked up in the 70's and 80's as premiums when I would buy so many dollars worth of groceries...remember those things?

I have many fine pieces of sterling flatware that were a 25th wedding anniversary gift to my mom and dad back when I was about 13. I have linen and lace tablecloths, hand-made lace hankies from the 1800's and early 1900's, and you name it!

I have a marvelous black silk, hand-embroidered grand piano drape with hand-tied fringe that dates back to the 1890's...and no piano to cover with it.  I could probably open up an antique shop, but you know how it goes...people love antiques, but want to buy them at thrift shop prices.

So, rather than dump them at a garage sale, I will keep them carefully packed away just in case one of my kids or grandkids ever wants something wonderful, special, and so on.

I am quickly talking myself out of tossing stuff.  I guess I will simply store it all in the garage in water proof containers.  When I croak, my kids can sort it out and toss it.  

What would you do?

Fran

I got 239 words written today...and they were all BLOGS!

Snort!

Now I will be pulling out several wips and try to get a bit more done on them...so this will be short and sweet.  I have just gone through a marathon of movie watching...book reading...and having a couple of sick days.  Feeling much better now and ready to rock 'n roll.

Have a great Next week, sweeties!

Hugs!

Fran

It is another year...still not productive.

I have watched the first six Harry Potter movies since Friday morning...

I think I have begun my second childhood early. After I finish with Potter, I think I will watch all of the Twilight movies again...

Yep...definitely not in the mood to write.

I have read five books since last week.

Watched a dozen movies.

Have written about 500 words.

Somebody send me a stock prod? Please?

Hugs...

Fran