I'm wishing...

at The Pink Heart Society today...

Naughty and Spice

It's raining at Naughty and Spice...

Cute Wins

I didn't watch American Idol this season...prepping the house for sale ate my TV time. But, I did carve out a night to watch the finale. What a great show. I'm actually glad I didn't have to choose between the two finalists, both so talented in different ways. Some entertainment news shows said it was too close to call, others were on Team Adam. Not having watched the show, it reminded me of last nights Dancing With The Stars, where cute edged out sexy.

Like most women in America, I voted a few times for Gilles. Even with as dead sexy as he is (and he IS) I admired how hard Shawn worked, on the dance steps, the performance, and keeping it all age appropriate. She's adorable.

Maybe it's the economy, or maybe it's the underdog mentality. Either way, two great results shows.

And it true front runner fashion, if I had been watching AI, I would have been on Team Kris.

I'm Talking Food Porn...

...at the Pink Heart Society today...

Inside the Outsides

I'm at the RCRW Authors blog today, talking about how writing is like staging a home for sale. Yep, I can tie anything together!

Starting Over by Jenna Allen

Starting Over by Jenna Allen

Jess and Scott haven’t had a conversation that didn’t end in a fight in months. Making up is fun, but the clock is ticking on their marriage. Is a cross-country move the cause of their problems, or the solution?

excerpt ::

The hum of the engines echoed in my ear. I never could sleep for long on planes. Maybe if I kept my eyes closed they wouldn’t be too puffy. I snuggled deeper into the pillow, only then noticing where my body had turned.

I peeked up at Scott’s sleeping face, his dark lashes fanning against his cheek. We hadn’t slept this close since before I found out he sold the apartment. Up until then I hadn’t been happy about the thought of moving, but I’d open to the possibility. Then the phone call came and the rug had literally been pulled out from under me. We were going, and to drive the point home, he’d sold ours.

It had been an amazing offer, and if we’d already agreed to the move, I would have been happy about it. As the days passed and moving became imminent it seemed silly to still be angry. I knew everything I held inside I wouldn’t be able to get over, so I let it out.

It was a New York problem. If Portland was to be a fresh start, I needed to leave it there, with the stack of delivery menus and perfect bagels.

I snuggled deeper into Scott, my head on his shoulder, lifting one of my legs across his. And then I realized just where my hand was. On the fly of his slacks. If there hadn’t been a blanket covering us, I might have been mortified. Instead, I was simply embarrassed and moved my hand back to my own leg.

“Now don’t do that,” Scott whispered against my hair, his warm fingers wrapping around my wrist and pulling my hand back to him. “I need to be reminded there are parts of me you like.”

Fictionwise

Compromising Positions is on the Fictionwise bestseller list for Samhain. Quite cool, but what thrills me? 32 reader ratings. 32 people read the book and took the time to say they liked it. Good peeps. I do wonder about it being listed as erotica/mainstream. romance/mainstream maybe. It's too happy ending for erotica IMO.

What Writing?

I have been consumed by prepping the house for sale. I am more than ready for it to be over. Plus, there was Grace's birthday party - which I'm not ashamed to admit I almost opted out of. Alas, her polka-dot cupcakes are ready for tomorrows fete. Six dozen will have to be enough.

Buy My Mom's Book

I finally got copies of Par For The Course today. Bayley likes to see my books, Hayden and Grace aren't as impressed. I think they aren't as worried about paying for college yet.