Category Archives: Romance Authors
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!
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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/
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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!
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 while cleaning his house. Jess has never met a man with so much trust in the world, and he’s never met anyone he couldn’t charm. Outwardly, they’re complete opposites, but Nathan is intrigued by Jess’ reclusive attitude, and she’s drawn to his open personality. The attraction between them is inevitable.
When Nathan is dragged into a drug scandal, Jess is caught up in the media storm and finds her own vocation slipping through her fingers. As they struggle together to clear his name and rescue both their careers, they discover things about themselves that only strengthen the bond between them.
In honor of release day, on the 15th – really close now! – I’m giving away a $10 Amazon gift card. What do you have to do? At the bottom of this post there are buttons to share on Facebook or Twitter. Click on one of them, and you go into the draw! The giveaway is open until Sunday 18th March.
In the meantime, click here for an excerpt!
Wow! My baby brother is now a married man, and I’m finally catching up again! First off, huge congratulations to Jon and Mala. I love you both, and seeing you together is inspiration for a thousand books.
So now, on to the fun part! Catch a Shooting Star is due for release on March 15th and I have the excerpt right here…I hope you enjoy it!
The penis pointed right at her.
Jess was on her hands and knees, scrubbing the kitchen floor, when she looked up and saw it. Semi-erect and bobbing in her direction.
It was attached to a man, of course. A totally built, gloriously naked and sleepy-looking man, stumbling across the room, very likely about to trip over her.
He yelped and leapt about a mile in the air. Jess scuttled backward to avoid being stepped on, and sat back on her heels.
The man clutched his chest and stared at her. “Who the hell are you?”
“I’m your cleaner.” Wasn’t that kind of obvious?
He shook his head. “Oh no, you’re not. Mrs. Poole is my cleaner.”
She smiled pityingly. “Mrs. Poole won the lottery and quit. She’s decided to move to Ireland and become a poet.” He looked incredulous. Having met Mrs. Poole, Jess knew why. “The cleaning company assigned me to take over.”
He looked her over, seemingly unimpressed. She knew what he was seeing—spiky short ink-black hair, pale skin, blue eyes. Body like a twelve-year-old boy, dressed in ripped and faded jeans. Multiple piercings in each ear, one in her nose, and her left eyebrow—he couldn’t see the belly or nipple ones—tattoo peeking out the neck of a baggy t-shirt that was once black but now washed out to a dingy grey.
“And you are?”
She sighed. She’d really hoped to avoid seeing him. “Jess.”
An eyebrow lifted. It seemed incongruous combined with his nudity.
He smirked. “Really? Jessie James?”
As if she’d never heard that before. “Actually, it’s Jessamy.” She spoke through gritted teeth. He really rubbed her the wrong way. And his dick was still hanging out there!
“Jessamy,” he repeated and smiled. “That’s really pretty.”
His expression had softened, and she looked away, embarrassed.
He suddenly seemed to realize that he was starkers.
“Uh—I’ll just…” He hightailed it back out of the kitchen, and she admired his very tight ass as it went.
She knew who he was, of course. That was partly why the cleaning company had chosen her to take this job, because she knew and didn’t care. She’d never been a fan of sports, and football was a complete mystery to her. The fact that Nathan Powell was the client meant nothing in her world.
He came back, wearing a pair of boxers and nothing else. Surely he could have taken the time to get properly dressed, but he seemed perfectly happy to flaunt his tanned, toned and muscled body. He leaned his hips against the bench, crossed his arms over his chest.
It made his biceps flex.
“So,” he said, “I guess we’d better work this out.”
Sound good? You can buy CaSS here from March 15th!
Louisa wound up her virtual book tour on Friday, and has selected her giveaway winners. To see who they are, or to check out the excerpt and blurb for Inter-Office Relations, head over to her site, www.louisamasters.com
I also have a release date: March 15th! Not too far away, so keep checking in for upcoming promo and giveaways! On release day, you’ll be able to buy CaSS here.
Finally I’ve got some time to call my own, although that won’t last long…my brother’s wedding is coming up in just over three weeks, and as one of the bridesmaids – and the sister of the groom – I’ve been commandeered to help with the details.
For now, though, an update. I’ve been working on the edits for Catch a Shooting Star (CaSS), which is under contract with Ellora’s Cave Blush. It’s shaping up really nicely, and I’m falling more in love with Jess and Nathan every day. You can read a blurb on the Bookshelf, and as soon as I have any more details, I’ll let you know.
Louisa’s been busy, too, on virtual tour to promote Inter-Office Relations. She’s taking a break for the next week or so, and then back to the blogs on the 23rd January. Her tour is, as always, accompanied by giveaways, so head over to www.louisamasters.com to check out the tour schedule.
I was incredibly naughty the other day and stole some time to read for pleasure *gasp!* For fans of historical romance, I strongly recommend you try Connie Brockway’s The Other Guy’s Bride. It reminded me of The Mummy movie, only without the mummy, and with a whole lot more! Total five star read for me.
Okay, now back to the salt mines. My everyday job is very demanding at the moment – we’re relocating the office and I never knew how much crap I’d accumulated in my desk!