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...after waiting what seems like far to long, Catch a Shooting Star is now available in paperback!! I’m beyond thrilled about this – Jess and Nathan are quite possibly my favorite couple, and now they’re available to the technologically reluctant.
If you’ve read CaSS already, don’t forget to write a review!
Like all readers, I have a stack of books, both physical and virtual, that I’ve bought based on recommendation and review. The To-Be-Read pile. Every month I buy too many books and read them in a certain order: first, the ones I’ve been desperately awaiting, usually those part of a series (this month’s first read was MacRieve by Kresley Cole) or by favorite authors. Next come the ones that are by my automatic-buy authors. And then I get to the rest. If the new month has already rolled around, well, some of those books may get bumped down the pile.
Last week, however, I was home sick for three days, and so I got July’s must-reads done early in the month. Which left me time to hit the pile.
I am a fan of Maya Banks. She’s a versatile and amazing author, and I was thrilled to meet her – briefly – at RWA a few years ago. However, for some inexplicable reason, I never read any of her historicals.
Boy, was that stupid.
Maya has finally filled the hole that was left in me when Julie Garwood stopped writing historicals. Don’t get me wrong, I adore Julie’s contemporary romances. I used to buy them in hardcover, and now that I’m an ebook aficionado, I buy them at the expensive just-released price. But I have never, until last week, read any Scottish historical that made me feel quite like Julie’s did. And I’ve read a lot of really amazing Scottish historicals.
So, if you’ve yet to read the McCabe trilogy by Maya Banks, hie yourself over to wherever you buy your books from, and grab them. I, in the meantime, am off to read her other historicals…
The month is still young, so who knows what else I may discover in the pile?
In days past, he was a grunter. Alpha = hair pulling, head clubbing and lair dragging. We’ve managed to civilize our heroes somewhat since then, but I, for one, still want a man who’s just a little bit masterful. Who might take me by surprise occasionally and sweep me off to his lair (no dragging!)
Nathan Powell is a modern alpha male. No hair pulling, but lots of sweeping off feet!
Social misfit Jessamy James pays the bills with a cleaning job so she can do what she really loves: tell stories to children. She meets NFL superstar Nathan Powell when she cleans his house. He’s intrigued by her reclusive attitude, and she’s drawn to his open personality and lack of defensive walls. It doesn’t take long for attraction to set in, and for a relationship to blossom.
When Nathan is accused of dealing drugs, Jess is caught up in the media storm and finds her own vocation slipping through her fingers. They struggle together to clear his name and rescue both their careers.
Buy it now!
And now…the prizes! Comment below to go into the draw for a Catch a Shooting Star swag pack, AND for the blog hop grand prizes!
We have THREE grand prizes. You as a reader can go to EACH blog and comment with your email address and be entered to win. Yep, you can enter over 200 times!
1st Grand Prize: A Kindle Fire or Nook Tablet
2nd Grand Prize: A $130 Amazon or B&N Gift Card
3rd Grand Prize: The following Swag Pack!
Find the other participating blogs at http://carrieannbloghops.blogspot.com/
Cameron is sick of being a stereotypical nerd. In an attempt to “reinvent” himself, he takes three months off for a holiday in Australia–something the old Cameron would never do.
Troy and Jake are in a committed relationship. Co-owners of Sail Away, a water sport and cruising company, their life is about sun, sea and each other.
Neither Troy nor Jake have ever participated in a ménage, but after a day on the water with Cameron, both are fantasizing about sandwiching him between them. Cameron has never been with a man but can’t stop thinking about the hot couple, and how they’d look, naked and entwined. When he walks in on them having sex in the underwater observatory, he can’t look away–and then they invite him to join in.
Will the old Cameron sink in uncharted territory? Or will the new Cameron find himself diving in deep?
Yay! My first review for Catch a Shooting Star, from Romancing the Book!
“Olivia Ventura did a beautiful job and can’t wait for more of her talent.”
Meli has given me a Lovely Rose – I’ve included their rating system so you can see how awesome that is! You can read the full review here.
I’m guest blogging with Marie Sexton on the three types of heroine that make my teeth itch…come on over and add your two cents! http://mariesexton.net/
Come and visit me at http://www.escapetoaneroticfantasy.blogspot.com.au/, where I’m talking about fairytales!
May 30th Dena Garson
June 11th Marie Tuhart
June 15th Marie Sexton
June 22nd G.B Miller
May 23rd Seven Sexy Sins
June 5th Rachel Leigh
June 25th Maggie Nash
June 26th S. Dora
June 27th Jennifer Jakes
June 28th Virginia Cavanaugh
June 29th Sarah Grimm
We’ll be making updates and planning July soon! If you’d like one or both of us to visit you, email me on firstname.lastname@example.org
My fellow romance authors are probably familiar with the phrase “you write porn.” And, like me, it probably annoys the living daylight out of you. Here are some of the other frequent comments about writing and the E-publishing industry that make me want to stab people with a pen. Comments in brackets are the things I’d like to say in response.
It’s not really work (and yet, while you spend Saturday afternoon watching football/shopping, I’m hunched over my keyboard)
E-publishing isn’t real publishing (there are global sales figures that disagree with you)
E-books aren’t of the same standard as physical books (#%$^*&$@ speechless with rage – the people who say this know that I’m a writer AND editor)
I could write a book (so why don’t you?)
My job just doesn’t give me time to write (yes, because working ten-hour-plus days in the corporate world, being on call on weekends, and two hours per day commuting left me with oodles of time)
And now, on to the romance specific insults…
You write porn (have you even read a romance novel?)
Men can’t write romance (This is like saying women can’t play sports. I take offense on several levels, but mostly because I edit some male authors, and they rock!)
Only lonely women with a hundred cats read romance (will all the men and women with families and fulfilled lives please raise their hands)
Romance novels aren’t real books (seriously? And yet so many romance novels make the NYT list)
Anyone can write a romance (please, go ahead. I dare you)
Romance novels are just sex with a pretty cover (again, ever read one? no? hmm…)
Mommy porn (My teeth itch every time I hear this. Really, could you sound any more like an uneducated, close-minded fool?)
Anybody got any others to add? I’ve been practicing my deep breathing exercises to prevent myself from plunging that pen into someone’s chest, but I’ll gladly share my outpouring of angst!
Last week was below par. This week, although it’s only Monday night, is already crappy. Beyond crappy. I can categorically state that it would take a major lottery win – or equivalent – to make this week even marginally acceptable.
And it’s only Monday.
So, in a desperate attempt to feel better without packing on the kilos, I’m curled on my couch with my favorite blankie. The season one DVD of Big Bang Theory is playing in the background, and as soon as I finish this post, I’m going to dig in to my comfort books.
I’m sure you all have comfort books – not to be confused with your favorite books, although they may overlap. They’re the ones you reach for when you’re bored, when you feel bad and when nothing else interests you. Maybe you’ve read them so often you have multiple copies.
The number one book on my comfort book pile is Welcome to Temptation by Jennifer Crusie. Although many of her books make me feel good, WtT is the ultimate. Don’t ask me why, because I can’t answer.
Next: See Jane Score by Rachel Gibson. This one ties with True Confessions, also by Rachel Gibson.
After that, in no particular order, are the Syndicate series by Jules Jones and Alex Woolgrave, Julie Garwood’s Ransom, and Accidental Goddess by Linnea Sinclair.
If I’ve worked through all these and still don’t feel better, I’ll trawl through the bookshelves – I have a lot of them – and through my ebook files and just grab whatever catches my fancy. I can pretty much guarantee that Nora Roberts, Lisa Kleypas, Susan Elizabeth Phillips, Michelle Pillow and Shelley Laurenston will make the list. And usually David Eddings, too, although lately he makes me sad because he’s dead and will never write another book.
So, share: what’s on your comfort pile? If the week keeps on like this, I may need new material.