A Visitor from Across the Pond
Posted by Scarlet Pumpernickel | 12:00 AM | Burton Upon Trent, Church Gresley, CIA, Distraction and Desire, England, Kizzie Darker, Paris, romance, romantic thriller, UK | 9 comments »Trailer: Sex, Lies, and Beauty Aides
Posted by debjulienne | 3:15 PM | Deb Julienne, romance, romantic comedy, trailer | 19 comments »My countdown checklist:
My website has been launched. www.debjulienne.com (check)
I'm blogging with the Fuzzy's. (check)
Sharing on Facebook and Twitter: (check)
Facebook: www.facebook.com/deb.julienne
Twitter: #debjulienne
Pinterest story boards up and running. www.pinterest.com/debjulienne/ (check)
The last thing on my todo list was to create a trailer for Sex, Lies, and Beauty Aides as a visual for my upcoming release.
Starring: Paul Walker as Trent and Travis Wellington and Autumn Reeser as Sabrina Thompson.
Hope you enjoyed the trailer.
deb
Hi everyone, Time for more great deals today. First, Maidenform has a $10.00 bra sale. (regular $38.00.) Use code RETAILMENOT15 to receive an additional 15% off the $10.00 price! We love our romance books, but there are a couple of FREE deals on Amazon's kindle worth snagging: If you enjoy vegetable gardening, pick up 4 books in one: Essential Vegetables Box Set, by RJ Ruppenthal and for a look at what really goes on behind closed doors: Life on Two Legs, an autobiography by Norman Sheffield, founding manager of Queen. Enjoy!
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Some of my favorite quotes
Posted by Mary Ricksen | 1:36 PM | Anne Frank, J R Tolken, quotes, Van Gogh, Victor Hugo | 9 comments »Welcome, Carol Burnside!
Posted by Mary Marvella | 12:59 AM | Carol Burnside. Her unexpected Family, contemporary romance, Sweetwater Springs series | 46 comments »
Released: 2.19.2014
Novel length, e-book
Format: e-book
Editor: Emily Sewell
Cover Design by Kim Killion of Hot Damn Designs
Price: $3.99
Book 3: His Small Town Princess (J.T. and Cass), coming in March 2014
Other titles are planned for this series.
Two weeks and counting until the release of Sex, Lies, and Beauty Aids
Posted by debjulienne | 11:03 AM | Deb Julienne, debut novel, New Releases, romantic comedy | 11 comments »Am I ready? Yes and no.
There's so much to do, from interviews, promotion, blog tours, to any kind of promotion and hype I can create, hoping to entice readers.
A part of me can't wait, hoping someone will like the book, maybe even snicker. The other part feels as if I still have so much left to do. But how prepared can you actually be for your debut novel. I have no cotton-picking idea. It's like thinking you're prepared for a new baby. You have the room painted and decorated, the crib is set up with clean new linen, the closet is filled to the brim with freshly laundered clothes, you have plenty of diapers and wipes as well as all the accessories you can think of, and a toy box full of toys to boot. You have it all...but the baby. That's how I feel...and the waiting is killing me.
Thirty years ago, I was 2 weeks from delivering my first born. I was tired of pacing the apartment so while my husband was at work I went to visit my folks. Mom was in the midst of making "Friendship Cakes" and asked if I wanted to help. If you know me, you know I've never turned down a chance to play in the kitchen...EVER!
I pushed up my sleeves and dug in, criso and floured pans, helped measure ingredients, and helped with prep of dicing the fermented fruits.
Mom poured in the cake mixes and we added the ingredients one at a time. Now mind you, up to this point it was, pardon the pun, it was a piece of cake. Out of nowhere, my mom turns on the mixer BEFORE she put it into the bowl of ingredients. The second the flying beaters hit the ingredients stuff starting flying. She switched off the mixer, looked at me like I'd done it. We both started laughing, covered in powdered ingredients, fruity liquid, and gooey egg on our faces. We clean ourselves up and continue.
Low and behold she did it again...only this time, for some reason she couldn't stop the mixer, her fingers kept slipping, until finally she lifted the mixer again slinging batter everywhere, she couldn't see what she was doing any more than I could and somehow I managed to accidently tip the bowl, dumping a huge glob on the floor.
In itself this was bad enough, only with our faces are covered in batter, I can't see, she can't see, and simultaneously we both step into the puddle on the floor, and proceed to start slip, feet zig zagging on the floor, sliding as we lost our balance. Leaning on each other we both went down. Luckily for me it was a slow slide, so no injury. Once on the floor we floundered, slipped, slid, rolled, and laughed unable to get up. You can guess how hard I laughed...and you'd be right!
This is where my dad walked in. All it took was one look on his face and we lost it completely. He stood in the kitchen entry way, staring down at us, open mouthed, and neither of us could say a word, we were laughing too hard.
He managed to get mom up. Then it took both of them carefully and cautiously to get my lard butt up. We carefully cleaned up the floor, counters, cupboards, canisters, anything in a fifteen foot spray radius. Only when we were done, was dad able to get a ladder and clean off the ceiling.
How I dearly wish I had a picture of the carnage we managed that day. At the same time I'd give anything to have mom here, one more time, make her laugh, reminding her of that day. Just like my book, I wish I could share it with her. Although, I guarantee, the title alone would earn me an eye-roll.
At this time, I'd like to ask that you join me in celebrating what I hope will be a successful launch where: 'Even “the girl next door” can get revenge with the right tools in Sex, Lies, and Beauty Aids.'
Title: Sex, Lies and Beauty Aids
Tag line: "Sex, lies, and beauty aids" finally earn the girl next door a little respect.
Official Blurb: Sabrina Thompson, editor of Skin Deep Magazine’s successful Natural Beauty Secrets column, is handed the challenge of her life. Take over the Love and Sex column or lose her job. What does a twenty-four year old virgin know about love or sex when she's never been on a third date? To complicate matters, there’s a new guy at the helm. Her only crush’s clone is issuing orders. While his pompous and ambitious twin dries out, playboy and ne’er-do-well Trent Wellington must assume his identity and save his family’s flailing magazine. The bright spot amid staff cuts and content restructuring is the plucky editor he once made a fool of himself in front of at a family gathering. Fooling everyone isn’t easy, especially when Sabrina inspires his true self to be more than he ever has.
Years of hearing she’s too nice to date have left Sabrina’s frustration simmering. It boils over when she discovers Trent’s deceit and she vows to make him pay. Getting even has never been so much fun.
CONTENT WARNING: mature language, sexual situations
A Lyrical Press/Kensington Book Contemporary Romance
ISBN-13: 978-1-61650-516-5
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Deb
THURSDAY FEBRUARY 13th MARKS THE RELEASE OF
Braedric's Bane, Book IV in The Golden Key Chronicles!
Yet Violet's dire prophecy does more than detail their history. Caedmon's worst fears are confirmed. Though they must return to his realm, everything he loves stands to be ripped from his grasp.
Join Caedmon and Rowena as they embark on an epic battle to protect the Austiere Kingdom and fight to safeguard their love in Braedric's Bane, Book IV of The Golden Key Chronicles.
Praise for The Golden Key Chronicles:
What Is Romantic Anyway?
Posted by Autumn Jordon | 12:01 AM | Autumn Jordon, contemporary romance, holiday romance, Romantic Adventure, romantic comedy, Valentine's Day, Vermont. love | 14 comments »February 12, 2014
Valentine’s Day is right around the corner and most guys are probably rolling their eyes and moaning, “I just got through Christmas” or “Man, I screwed up with my last gift. I really need to give her something great. It’s too cold to sleep in the doghouse.”
Relax guys. I’ll tell you want woman. Romance.
Romance is not something you can buy in a store. It doesn’t cost a cent. The expensive flowers are great, and so are the chocolate and jewelry. They’re appreciated, but they’re not romance. And if they’re presented in a less than a romantic way, you’re dog meat.
Romance is when a guy shows the woman in his life how much he cares for her. Like, placing his hand on the small of her back as they walk side by side, brushing her hair back from her face, or leaving for work and rushing back in the door, again, for another kiss. Make her a cup of tea or rub her shoulders. Or surprise her with a candle lit bath.
I think the most romantic thing my DH has ever done for me is send me a postcard telling me he really loves me for no reason of all—not my birthday, not Valentine’s Day, not an any anniversary . It really doesn’t take much to make her heart swell.
Love isn't one-sided by any means. My DH loved to have his back rubbed too. He loved his favorite fresh baked pie. He loved that I sat beside him and watched a game--any sport. He loved that I would let the romantic in me shine not only on Valentine's Day but also every day.
So, for the ladies reading this blog, help the guys out and share what you’d consider romantic? And what plans do you have for your love?
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Autumn Jordon is a quiet nut who writes both contemporary romance and romantic suspense. Her most recent story, PERFECT, remained in the top ten on Amazon in contemporary romance, romantic comedy and holiday romance for six weeks. Join her newsletter for the ltest news at www.autumnjordon.com
Life is just one big walk in the park--NOT!
Posted by debjulienne | 12:16 PM | Deb Julienne, funny stories, humor, walk in the park | 20 comments »Have you ever heard the saying "That which doesn't kill you makes you stronger?" Whoever said it obviously has been following me hoping for a laugh or two.
Do I feel strong? Heck no...but I am a survivor. Sure, I occasionally have a fit, scream and yell. And yes, I do know how to throw a heck if a pity party but at the end of the day you have to find a way to crawl into bed and hope the heaven you'll find a silver lining in the morning.
I will make no bones about it, reality bites, but I like to think I bite back as well.
If you have a perfect life you'll hate my books. Just sayin'. But if you're anything like me, even doing a good deed can get you into trouble. Don't believe be? How about this for evidence:
My neighbor and I would go for a walk every day after my kids finished their homework and before I'd start dinner. NOTE: Judy and I love our plants and when we see a plant, shrub, or tree go to seed we've been known to take a collection and use said seeds and try to grow a seedlings.
On this particular fall day we were walking round the track at Houge Park in San Jose. Judy happened to notice her favorite tree had gone to seed and that the pods had started to dry and split open. Judy is 4'11". I'm barely 5'3". As the taller of the two I jumped up grabbed the bottom branch and pulled myself up in to the tree. Made sure I had a good perch and proceed to collect some good pods, dropping them to Judy.
I then lean forward to swing out of the tree...only to discover I have a major problem...I'm stuck...as in I have a freaking hole in the butt if my jeans and the broken limb of the branch I'm sitting on is holding me hostage by the hiney.
Judy looks up and says, "You like that tree or something come on down."
"I'd love to but I'm stuck," I said.
Laughter commences and yes, I too, am laughing, but still I'm stuck.
I reach behind me trying to gauge just how stuck I am, Judy just starts laughing harder and says, "Get your hand out of your butt before you embarrass us."
"Us?" I said, sarcastically.
Next thing I know I see her suddenly squat and tie her shoes and she starts whispering, "Pull your legs up"...only I can't hear her.
When I don't do as she asks, she says a bit louder, "Pull your legs ups." I can see enough of her face to see something is up, and yet I can see her shoulders shaking, she's laughing her fool head off.
I'm am so not amused.
Now as trees go, this is a big tree and it's full, so I can't see clearly around me.
I ask Judy, "What's so important down there?" I mean how long does it take to tie a shoe?
She stands up and practically shouts, "Pull your legs up."
About this time I notice two additional sets of shoes, one on either side of her.
Did I forget or mention that the fire department does their exercising at the park several says a week...yeah you guessed it. The guys part the branches of the tree and ask, "Need some help?"
Judy has lost it by then, collapsed on the grass holding her stomach. Me, I'm stuck in freaking tree with two gorgeous fireman asking if I need help. What's a girl to do?
I lied of course I told them I had just put a baby bird back in its nest. There were no nests in that tree. Yes, I looked.
Finally, I managed to get my feet under me then yanked with all my might pulling myself into a squat and my britches free from the broken branch...but not without tearing my jeans more. Yes you could hear the rip, noticeably so.
How do I know this? Judy's laughter has grown, escalating into hysteria. The guys, eye crinkling, lips twitching, trying their best to force a straight face and politely help me swing down to safety. Bless their hearts, they made it all of three feet before they exploded into fits of laughter.
Judy got her seeds. Me, just a nice case of humiliation.
Again I say...life is just one big walk in the park...NOT!
Deb
PS. Stay away from trees, they bite!
FanTasTic February Giveaways!
The first month of 2014 is behind us.
Some of us have already fallen down on our resolutions.
Tax season is staring us in the face.
Old Man Winter has blanketed much of the world with record setting weather: subzero temperatures, ice storms, and unprecedented heat waves.
However, it’s always nice and warm on the bayou, which is where I am for a few days. Join me. Go Bayou Bound!
Bayou Bound is book two in my Fleur de Lis series. It opens with Biloxi Dutrey missing Twelfth Night festivities because of…weather. Twelfth Night is exactly twelve nights after Christmas on January 6th and heralds in the start of the Carnival Season, which ramps up until Mardi Gras, or Fat Tuesday. Twelfth Night is a static date, though the day of the week might change, while the date of Mardi Gras changes each year. We look to the stars to determine when we will “Les le bon temps rouler!”
Here are the calculations:
Determine Easter in any given year. It’s always the first Sunday after the full moon that follows the spring equinox.
Ash Wednesday is 46 days before Easter.
Fat Tuesday is always the day before Ash Wednesday. Thus Carnival Season in some years lasts longer than in other years, but again, it always begins on Twelfth Night.
Here’s peek into what’s going on in Bayou Bound:
Biloxi Dutrey grounds her jet-setting photography career and returns to Mississippi when she learns her family home, Fleur De Lis, is headed for financial ruin. She plans to save it by scooping up the job of Keeper. But that means breaking tradition, and her family isn’t cooperating. Veterinarian Nick Trahan is new in town and wants folks to stop matchmaking. He won’t settle for just a pretty face. He wants the perfect woman, one who believes in family and commitment—the exact opposite of his parents.
Nick rescues Biloxi during a raging storm, but the squall is tame compared to the tempest between them. Soon they experience the backlash from the long-standing feud between their families. If Biloxi surrenders her dreams for Fleur de Lis and toes the line with tradition, will she also be forced to give up on “forever love” due to the hate their families still harbor?
If you can’t wait for the giveaway, you can find Bayou Bound at Amazon.
This GIVEAWAY is simple. It begins today, February 1st and runs until February 14th.
Leave a comment (and you email address—this is very important if you’re a Giveaway Winner, it’s how I will contact you) between now and Valentine’s Day, and you’ll be entered to win an eBook of Bayou Bound from Amazon. There will be 10 Winners!
Contained within your PG-rated comment, feel free to ask a question about Twelfth Night, Mardi Gras, or other curiosity you may have about the south. Or share a southern experience you’ve had.
Now for lagniappe (a little some extra for free) which is a custom in Louisiana, during the two week period, I will be popping in and leaving comments and giving away SWAG. What sorts of things? Check out my author page, Linda Joyce, Author on Facebook to see the item of the day. There will be jewelry, Mardi Gras beads, and other cool things!
Happy Reading!
Les le bon temps rouler!”
Linda Joyce
2/4/14 – Lagniappe has been awarded spontaneously! Angela left a message about this post and she is the winner of a Tab Benoit CD titled Legacy: The Best of Tab Benoit. More lagniappe coming up all through the month of February!
Tell your friends so they won’t miss out. And check https://www.facebook.com/LindaJoyceAuthor for a peek at the next item that will be spontaneously awarded!
Linda
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About Linda Joyce
Award-winning writer and author Linda Joyce has deep southern roots intertwined with her Japanese heritage. She was born in Mississippi, though she considers New Orleans home. She has lived coast to coast in the United States and spent four years in Japan. She married her college sweetheart and now lives in Atlanta with her husband and three dogs: General Beauregard, Gentleman Jack, and Masterpiece Renoir. (Beau, Jack, and Reni.) She’s still trying to convince “the boys” that they are her pets, and not the other way around. Beau in particular is not buying it. She loves boiled peanuts, sushi, and grits. She and her husband share a passion for college football. Linda is a member of Romance Writers of America, Georgia Romance Writers, Atlanta Writer’s Club, and several other writing groups.Ripping a stud
Posted by debjulienne | 11:10 AM | Deb Julienne, humor, karma, ripping a stud | 17 comments »My husband is a great guy. But it drives me nuts when I tell him something is wrong with the car and try to explain it then show it to him. He thinks I'm imagining it or pilot error...because the car behaves PERFECTLY for him...wouldn't dare consider acting up in front of him.
Now, that said, I will say he is not the least bit fond of computers or modern technology. When it comes to motors he's the King, master-tech and all. Technology, not so much. He's fighting it, kicking and screaming all the way.
For Christmas I got him a Samsung Galaxy Tab 3. A motorhead to the core, he loves reading and staying up on all things motor related. Seriously, there is nothing the man can't fix. In 33 years, we've never had to take a vehicle in for a repair.
Saturday we had to go get our taxes done...it wasn't purty. Then went to the local Home Depot to get some lumber so we can extend a wall in the kitchen. We got home only to find he'd needed to rip the 2 x 6 x 12's. Note to non-wood working folks, "ripping" is what you do to shave the length of the stud if it's too wide. He decided to look online for the best blade to do said ripping.
Only when he put "How to properly rip a stud" in the search engine it came up with nothing but porn sites.
I'm still laughing. I won't soon forget his wide-eye shocked expression, mouth hanging open, or the WTF moment when he realized his perfectly innocent question took him to a multitude of internet porn sites.
It's fun when something that would normally happen to me happens to him...I just love Karma. How about you?
Deb