How does one do a book signing with an e-book? If your publisher is Phaze.com, you're in luck. Two-inch CD-roms are available for purchase there, so I'll be hawking my wares along with fellow Phaze authors Leigh Ellwood (Truth or Dare) and Bridget Midway (Adam and E-V-E) in a Virginia Beach store this summer.
Notice that I didn't say book store. Bridget says, “We knew we couldn’t do a book signing like this at a traditional book store like Walden Books or Barnes and Noble. Signing our books at a location where the clientele would appreciate the sexually explicit content was a no-brainer.”
I'm all about no-brainers. So catch me and my fellow Phazettes at The Pink Banana Boutique in Virginia Beach, Virginia on Saturday, July 16th from noon to 6 p.m. There you can pick up a copy of my sci-fi erotic romance, The Heart of a Hunter, and, well, a pink vibrating banana if that's what floats your boat. I prefer neon orange...
If you're local, I'd love to see you there!
Monday, May 30, 2005
Wednesday, May 25, 2005
My crazy life!
Sorry to neglect my blogging responsibilities - my husband got a promotion in another state and my life is filled with chaos. Luckily, we found a new abode this past weekend, but the dreaded job search has taken over my life. I'd forgotten just how draining job hunts can be. Plus, I'm shooting for a federal job, which means tons of paperwork. Ugh!
I got tagged again (twice) and will catch up with that soon. And I can't seem to upload my website updates. I hate HTML!
Some good news: My humorous short story with a touch of BDSM was accepted at Midnight Showcase for their fall "Sweet Revenge" anthology. I'm tickled!
I got tagged again (twice) and will catch up with that soon. And I can't seem to upload my website updates. I hate HTML!
Some good news: My humorous short story with a touch of BDSM was accepted at Midnight Showcase for their fall "Sweet Revenge" anthology. I'm tickled!
Thursday, May 05, 2005
I got tagged!
Silma got me! I have to choose five of these, write about them, and then tag somebody else.
If I could be a scientist...
If I could be a farmer...
If I could be a musician...
If I could be a doctor...
If I could be a painter...
If I could be a gardener...
If I could be a missionary...
If I could be a chef...
If I could be an architect...
If I could be a linguist...
If I could be a psychologist...
If I could be a librarian...
If I could be an athlete...
If I could be a lawyer...
If I could be an innkeeper...
If I could be a professor...
If I could be a writer...
If I could be a backup dancer...
If I could be a llama-rider...
If I could be a bonnie pirate...
If I could be a midget stripper...
If I could be a proctologist...
If I could be a TV-Chat Show host...
If I could be an actor...
If I could be a judge...
If I could be a Jedi...
If I could be a mob boss...
If I could be a backup singer...
If I could be a CEO...
If I could be a movie reviewer....
If I could be a musician, I would sing arias and play the violin (well, not at the same time) and bring the audience to tears with the beauty of my melodies.
If I could be a linguist, I'd visit indigenous cultures throughout the world, recording languages that will be no more within the next fifty years.
If I could be a chef, I'd surprise the heck out of my husband and the rest of my family. Cooking is a skill I'll never grasp.
If I could be a writer, I'd write sizzling erotic romances, the kind that make you squirm in your chair as you read. The kind that make you holler for your man after page 12. I'm hoping this one will come true one day...
If I could be a bonnie pirate, I'd sail the seven seas. In search of booty. Taut swashbuckling booty attached to a brawny lad of, oh, twenty and three. I'd implore him to draw his sword and...heh heh. You figure out the rest.
And I'll tag....Bridget Midway!
If I could be a scientist...
If I could be a farmer...
If I could be a musician...
If I could be a doctor...
If I could be a painter...
If I could be a gardener...
If I could be a missionary...
If I could be a chef...
If I could be an architect...
If I could be a linguist...
If I could be a psychologist...
If I could be a librarian...
If I could be an athlete...
If I could be a lawyer...
If I could be an innkeeper...
If I could be a professor...
If I could be a writer...
If I could be a backup dancer...
If I could be a llama-rider...
If I could be a bonnie pirate...
If I could be a midget stripper...
If I could be a proctologist...
If I could be a TV-Chat Show host...
If I could be an actor...
If I could be a judge...
If I could be a Jedi...
If I could be a mob boss...
If I could be a backup singer...
If I could be a CEO...
If I could be a movie reviewer....
If I could be a musician, I would sing arias and play the violin (well, not at the same time) and bring the audience to tears with the beauty of my melodies.
If I could be a linguist, I'd visit indigenous cultures throughout the world, recording languages that will be no more within the next fifty years.
If I could be a chef, I'd surprise the heck out of my husband and the rest of my family. Cooking is a skill I'll never grasp.
If I could be a writer, I'd write sizzling erotic romances, the kind that make you squirm in your chair as you read. The kind that make you holler for your man after page 12. I'm hoping this one will come true one day...
If I could be a bonnie pirate, I'd sail the seven seas. In search of booty. Taut swashbuckling booty attached to a brawny lad of, oh, twenty and three. I'd implore him to draw his sword and...heh heh. You figure out the rest.
And I'll tag....Bridget Midway!
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