Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Up the Down Escalator



I recently won a Barnes & Noble gift card. That sucka's been burning a hole in my purse ever since. I knew exactly what books I planned to buy. I just didn't have the time to get to the bookstore. At last, today, I had to drop my daughter's car off at the mechanic for its annual inspection. Since the mall is right down the road and we had about two hours to kill, The Girl and I decided to grab some lunch and hit a few stores--Barnes & Noble among them.

Of course, my daughter's stomach came first. So we went to California Pizza Kitchen. I ordered a small buffalo chicken entree, but our waiter screwed up and brought me a buffalo chicken pizza instead. Rather than wait for a correction, I said nothing and proceeded to eat the pizza. But, it was much larger than I wanted so I wound up with more than half a pizza left to take home. So did my daughter (who got her correct order) and we put both extras into one big pizza box. From there, we headed a few stores down to Barnes & Noble.

Now, as I previously stated, I knew *exactly* what books I wanted. Found the first one right away. The second one...nope. Checked alphabetically under Author Name. No dice. Checked the front end caps. Nada. Checked the "New Releases" section. El Zippo. So, I decided to settle for the one book I'd found and perhaps a dark cherry frappuccino from the in-store Starbucks to soothe my disappointment. Got on the escalator with the girl, holding the big pizza box with my book and a book for her balanced on top. The escalator descended and out of the corner of my eye, I spotted the display of THE BOOK I WAS LOOKING FOR.

Here's where my insanity comes into play. Rather than continue downstairs and then reascend on the Up escalator, I whirled around and began racing up the down escalator, still clutching the pizza box and other books. Yes, I stumbled once or twice, and from downstairs one of the employees yelled at me, but I didn't drop anything and I got my book. That's devotion, folks. Or stupidity. Take your pick. All I care about is...I got both books. Win!

Thursday, March 25, 2010

Whatcha Doing on Saturday Morning?

Why not stop by the Huntington Library for Part III of the Dunes & Dreams-sponsored Writers' Workshop? This month, it's The Black Moment, Climax, and The End, How to Edit Your Work, and Finding a Critique Partner.

There might even be a surprise or two in the mix. So come on over from 10 am to 12 pm! Say hi! We'll be looking for you.

Monday, March 22, 2010

Guest Blogging at PASIC

I'm over on the PASIC blog today, discussing spring and the need for sunshine. Stop by and say hi. You can find me here.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

New Cover Day!


Some days, you just can't wait to get out of bed and hit the computer. And for me, today's one of those days. Because...I got the cover art for the third Kismet book, Kismet's Salvation! First the blurb:

Lydia Winchester's plain features and bookish personality have doomed her to spinsterhood in Victorian London. Her true interests lie in a far-off, exotic land she's determined to reach in order to right a terrible wrong.


Armand St. Clair's only loyalty belongs to the sea. When a little mouse of an Englishwoman saves him from the gallows, he feels honor-bound to accede to her brother's request and escort her to Hong Kong. But treachery and danger sail with them on the high seas.


In a mystic empire, Lydia will face the evils of greed, opium, and betrayal to find her true self: a woman of incredible honor, courage, and determination. A woman destined to love the one man who gave her his protection and his name when she needed them most.

And now the cover:



I really have to thank the ultra talented Tamra Westberry at The Wild Rose Press who always seems to capture what my less than artistic brain is trying to convey.  

So...how's your day?



Thursday, March 11, 2010

Whatcha Doin' on Sunday?

Why not come out to the Amagansett Free Library to learn a little more about romance novels? Five members of Dunes & Dreams (including the lovely moi!) will be discussing our favorite passion: how we write, why we write, and why the genre has such a lasting appeal. Want more details? Take a gander at this article in the East Hampton Star, featuring the lovely, talented goddess of the romance novel (they sooo got her title wrong in the article!), Bertrice Small.

Saturday, March 6, 2010

Breakfast Memories: The Good, The Bad, The Bizarro

I went food shopping last week and the first thing to catch my eye was an endcap display of Quisp Cereal. Holy cow, Quisp is back! If you're over the age of 35, you probably remember Quisp and his counterpart, Quake. Well, Quisp has returned. According to his box, he's been on Planet Q the last thirty years gathering the tasty ingredients to continue making his special breakfast treat. Welcome home, Quisp. I know at least one overgrown boy who's thrilled to see you again.

Also in big breakfast news: The WaffleSandwich is back at Dunkin' Donuts. This news item didn't garner quite so much excitement in me. Why? Because as I've mentioned before, I grew up poor. So poor that, when items were on sale in the grocery store, Dad would buy them in bulk (long before Costco and BJ's had the idea). During one particularly unique time in my youth, waffles were ridiculously cheap--something like 10 boxes of 10 waffles for a buck. Naturally, Dad bought out the store. For the next several months, we used waffles in place of bread for just about every meal you could think of. Peanut butter and jelly? Put it on a waffle! Bacon and eggs? Put it on a waffle! To this day, I can't eat waffles---not even waffle cones for ice cream. Sorry, DD. The WaffleSandwich is just not enticing me into your door. But on the upside, your chocolate chip muffin and raspberry coffee never let me down!


Wednesday, March 3, 2010

In the News...

So this morning, it snowed. Again. Since I have plans with G-Girl Gail tonight, I was less than elated to see the white stuff falling--especially when you consider we've had to cancel our G-Girl meetings three previous times thanks to snow. Today, I decided to flip on the news before work, get the deets before I bailed on my night's plans. Two news items (aside from the snow, which is already melted and a memory) caught my attention.

First, the good news. According to a new study, people who drink 4-5 cups of coffee a day are at lower risk for heart attacks! Yay! That gives me the healthiest heart in the household.

Now for the news that had me staring at my television screen in confusion. A new study states that "Women who live with their husbands before marrying them are more likely to divorce than those who wait until marriage to begin cohabiting." Let me repeat that. "Women who live with their husbands before marrying them are more likely to divorce..."

Umm...did I miss something? Since when are women the sole decision makers in whether or not to live together? And when did women earn the primary responsibility for divorce?

Note to those writing the news: COUPLES live together before marriage. COUPLES divorce. Not women.

Stepping off my soapbox now to fill my coffee cup.