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March 19, 2018
#GoddessFishTour Can’t Stand The Heat #LyricalPress
Day 1 of my GoddessFish Tour for Can’t Stand the Heat kicks of with a visit to Romance Novels Giveaways. Stop by and find out a few things I wish I’d known way back when…. there’s a rafflecopter prize, too!
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March 17, 2018
#SaturdaySeven #L&SR
I grew up in the era of family TV. Long before cable networks, long before censorship went the way of the dinosaur, long before the Internet and you-tube changed our viewing habits. During this era, I was a lonely, chubby, nerdy only child who longed for adventure, siblings, and a stable family life. It’s no wonder 6 of the 7 following shows were family based, moralistic, and portrayed the types of families I wanted tobe included in. The 7th was pure adventure, based on my favorite song of all time! So, for today, my 7 favorite tv shows of my childhood are:
Family Affair
New York engineer Bill Davis finds his life as a swinging bachelor turned upside-down by the arrival of his newly orphaned nieces and nephew — young twins Buffy and Jody and their teenaged big sister, Cissy. In time, however, Bill adjusts his lifestyle to accommodate his young charges, with a little help from his fastidious British butler, Mr. French.
Secret Agent Man
A security investigator travels worldwide.
Brady Bunch
Here’s the story … of a man named Brady, an architect widower with three sons: oldest Greg, middle son Peter and youngest Bobby. He meets and marries Carol, with three daughters of her own: oldest Marcia, middle girl Jan and little one Cindy. Tending to them is a wacky maid named Alice. They all live in a four-bedroom, two-bathroom house in the Los Angeles suburbs. The story lines deal with boy problems, sharing bathrooms, lost hamsters, the occasional football to the nose, and attempts at pop music stardom.
Partridge Family
A widowed mother and her five kids form a band and make a hit record, then travel around the country in a groovy school bus. The comedy contrasts life on the road with the cozy suburban life they return to after the show is over. There’s feel-good music, hapless adults, scheming kids and heartthrob teens thrown in for good measure.
The Waltons
The life of a Depression-era family in Virginia’s Blue Ridge Mountains is the subject of this wholesome series. The show is seen from the point of view of eldest son John Boy, who eventually goes to college, serves in World War II and becomes a novelist.
Little House on the Prairie
Based on Laura Ingalls Wilder’s series of “Little House” books, this drama series revolved around the 1870s adventures of the Ingalls family — father Charles, mother Caroline, eldest daughter Mary, middle daughter/narrator Laura and youngest daughter Carrie — who owned a farm in Walnut Grove, Minn., during the late 1800s, and the daughters all attended school where they were annoyed by bratty Nellie Oleson. As the years went on, Mary lost her eyesight and moved away to teach at a school for the blind, and the Ingalls family moved to the Dakota territory –and back. Laura met Almanzo Wilder, a man who would ultimately become her husband. During the ninth and final season, Charles and Caroline sold their farm and moved away, leaving Laura and Almanzo in Walnut Grove.
One Day at a Time
Divorced mother Ann Romano moves to Indianapolis with her daughters, rebellious Julie and wisecracking Barbara, where she struggles to raise the teens on her own. Ann tries to maintain a balance between being a career woman and caring for the girls, who she wants to be able to offer the independence she never had as a young woman. Schneider, the building’s quirky superintendent, is a frequent visitor to the Romanos’ apartment, where he offers the family his usually-unwanted advice on various topics. As the series progresses and Julie and Barbara get older, they head off into the workforce and start their own marriages, and Ann continues to mend her relationship with ex-husband Ed.
March 16, 2018
#MFRWauthors If I never had to do this one task again….
I’m not gonna go the writing route today for this topic. I could probably pick out 50 things I never want to do again with regards to writing, like line editing, spellcheck, ensuring grammar and tense are correct. I simply want to write and not have to worry about all that falderall!
But I’m not going the writing route, instead, I’m taking a detour into adulting because there is/are somethings I wish I never ever ever had to do again: housework.
[image error]There are days I wish I had a real-life, true-to-form, living with me in my house, fairy godmother. Or at least a simple version of Cinderella, only without the whole going to the ball and being married to a prince subplot.
I am sososoossoososososoo sick of housework in general and dusting/vacuuming/polishing specifically.
Where does the dust even come from? I’m alone in the house for, like, 14 hours a day. I’m not swishing around from room to room churning up air motes or leaving behind evidence I’ve been in the rooms. Most of my window blinds are closed to keep the midday glare out. But lo and behold, within one day, if I scrape my finger across a table it comes back with….crap on it. Dust crap.
Arghghghghgh!
Sometimes, when I walk into my dining room after sweeping it no less than an hour before, dust bunnies the size of friggin’ tumbleweeds will glide across the room, pushed forward by some unseen alien force hell-bent on making me crazy!
Seriously, I’m sosososo done!
I wonder what the other authors in this blog hop would love NOT to have to do. Check out their posts:
1.
I Don’t Wanna
2.
If I Never Had to do This One Task Again. . .
3.
If Only!
4.
Help! I need somebody. . .
5.
5 Tasks I’d Give Up in a Heartbeat
6.
Never Say Never. . . Again
7.
Chores I Detest
8.
If I Never Had To Do This Again I’d Be Happy, But
9.
Hello Rejection, My Old Friend
10.
Not Again, Please
11.
If I never had to do this one task again. . .
12.
If I never had to grocery shop again… #MFRWauthor
March 15, 2018
#BookPromo Calling all #bookbloggers and #bookreviewers.
Here’s a little about the book to help whet your appetite and decision making process!
With three successful TV series under her belt, including her cousin Kandy’s, executive producer Stacy Peters is ready to helm her own show. But to make that happen, she has to do her network boss one favor first—spend two months on a ranch in Montana wrangling the notoriously difficult director of Beef Battles. Apparently, he eats producers for breakfast. Yet all Stacy can think when she meets the lean, rugged man is how hungry he makes her . . .
Dominic Stamp—Nikko to his very few friends—has had enough interference from TV newbies. And when Stacy climbs out of the car in Montana, he’s not convinced she’s even old enough to drive, much less produce his show. But he can’t deny that the long-legged blonde with the stubborn will and the dazzling smile whets his appetite. And as Stacy proves her talent with the crew and the budget alike, Nikko vows to prove to her that love is on the menu for both of them . . .
Excerpt:
When Dan Roth caught her eye and grinned widely behind his costar’s back, Stacy lowered her head and bit down on the inside of her lip. If she hadn’t been looking down she would have noticed Nikko stop. But she hadn’t been looking where she was going and, subsequently, barreled right into him.
She would have ricocheted back and fallen from connecting with the solid wall of his chest as she hit if he hadn’t thrust his hands forward and grabbed her upper arms to prevent it.
Like a blast from a stun gun—quick, sharp and penetrating—she felt the heat of his touch burn through her blouse and sear straight through her skin.
Numbed, she dropped her tablet, her hands incapable of holding onto it. They splayed, open palmed, and sought purchase by grasping his elbows and clutching.
“Steady,” he commanded.
Stacy felt anything but. Words wouldn’t form correctly in her mind. All logical, rational thought had flown the moment the warmth of his hands seeped through the fabric of her blouse. It was as if she’d walked into an oven, the temperature set to broil.
His long fingers squeezed once, twice, then tugged her in closer.
Stacy couldn’t decide which was more intense: the heat in his eyes or the natural warmth radiating from his body.
“I’m—I’m sorry. I didn’t…I wasn’t…I—Sorry.” She tried to pull from his grasp, but he wouldn’t let go.
As earlier when she’d caught him staring at her, she once again felt the mesmerizing pull of his gaze and was powerless to look away.
And for some inexplicable reason found she didn’t want to.
The little shards of amber floating among the cognac color of his irises were lighter and brighter than she remembered. They looked like a wolf’s eyes, and, just like a wolf, their stare was predatory, alpha, and hypnotic.
“Nikko? We’ll all set to start up again,” Todd called from the doorway of the production trailer.
Without looking away from her, he called back, “Be right in.” He still hadn’t let go of her arms.
From deep down, as deep as she could reach, Stacy grappled for calm. She watched him watch her while she took a solid, full breath in, then relaxed it out.
“I’m sorry,” she said when she trusted her voice wouldn’t betray her again. “I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going.”
She shifted back, away from him, but he kept his hands around her.
This close she could read the exhaustion floating in his eyes and his determination to ignore it.
This close she could see the fine, subtle lines fanning out from the corners of his eyes as he narrowed them at her.
This close she could reach out and smooth the corrugations grooving down from his mouth to his rock solid jaw. That she wanted to do just that, to offer him any comfort she could, to soothe the pain he tried so valiantly to keep hidden, stunned her beyond all thought.
Nikko Stamp was not a man who would ever tolerate being comforted or coddled.
Why, then, did she think it was exactly what he needed?
#BookPromo Calling all #bookbloggers and #bookreviewers.
I’m so excited! Starting next week on March 19th, I start my next Goddess Fish Blog tour for my upcoming Lyrical/Shine release of CAN’T STAND THE HEAT, book 3 in the WIll Cook For Love series. I still have some dates open for any bloggers who would be willing to host me. If you’re a Goddess Fish Tour Guide, please contact them via the website and see if any of my open dates work for you. I’ll be awarding a $50 Amazon GC and a $25 Amazon Gc at the end of the tour to qualifying bloggers and readers.
Here’s a little about the book to help whet your appetite and decision making process!
With three successful TV series under her belt, including her cousin Kandy’s, executive producer Stacy Peters is ready to helm her own show. But to make that happen, she has to do her network boss one favor first—spend two months on a ranch in Montana wrangling the notoriously difficult director of Beef Battles. Apparently, he eats producers for breakfast. Yet all Stacy can think when she meets the lean, rugged man is how hungry he makes her . . .
Dominic Stamp—Nikko to his very few friends—has had enough interference from TV newbies. And when Stacy climbs out of the car in Montana, he’s not convinced she’s even old enough to drive, much less produce his show. But he can’t deny that the long-legged blonde with the stubborn will and the dazzling smile whets his appetite. And as Stacy proves her talent with the crew and the budget alike, Nikko vows to prove to her that love is on the menu for both of them . . .
Excerpt:
When Dan Roth caught her eye and grinned widely behind his costar’s back, Stacy lowered her head and bit down on the inside of her lip. If she hadn’t been looking down she would have noticed Nikko stop. But she hadn’t been looking where she was going and, subsequently, barreled right into him.
She would have ricocheted back and fallen from connecting with the solid wall of his chest as she hit if he hadn’t thrust his hands forward and grabbed her upper arms to prevent it.
Like a blast from a stun gun—quick, sharp and penetrating—she felt the heat of his touch burn through her blouse and sear straight through her skin.
Numbed, she dropped her tablet, her hands incapable of holding onto it. They splayed, open palmed, and sought purchase by grasping his elbows and clutching.
“Steady,” he commanded.
Stacy felt anything but. Words wouldn’t form correctly in her mind. All logical, rational thought had flown the moment the warmth of his hands seeped through the fabric of her blouse. It was as if she’d walked into an oven, the temperature set to broil.
His long fingers squeezed once, twice, then tugged her in closer.
Stacy couldn’t decide which was more intense: the heat in his eyes or the natural warmth radiating from his body.
“I’m—I’m sorry. I didn’t…I wasn’t…I—Sorry.” She tried to pull from his grasp, but he wouldn’t let go.
As earlier when she’d caught him staring at her, she once again felt the mesmerizing pull of his gaze and was powerless to look away.
And for some inexplicable reason found she didn’t want to.
The little shards of amber floating among the cognac color of his irises were lighter and brighter than she remembered. They looked like a wolf’s eyes, and, just like a wolf, their stare was predatory, alpha, and hypnotic.
“Nikko? We’ll all set to start up again,” Todd called from the doorway of the production trailer.
Without looking away from her, he called back, “Be right in.” He still hadn’t let go of her arms.
From deep down, as deep as she could reach, Stacy grappled for calm. She watched him watch her while she took a solid, full breath in, then relaxed it out.
“I’m sorry,” she said when she trusted her voice wouldn’t betray her again. “I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going.”
She shifted back, away from him, but he kept his hands around her.
This close she could read the exhaustion floating in his eyes and his determination to ignore it.
This close she could see the fine, subtle lines fanning out from the corners of his eyes as he narrowed them at her.
This close she could reach out and smooth the corrugations grooving down from his mouth to his rock solid jaw. That she wanted to do just that, to offer him any comfort she could, to soothe the pain he tried so valiantly to keep hidden, stunned her beyond all thought.
Nikko Stamp was not a man who would ever tolerate being comforted or coddled.
Why, then, did she think it was exactly what he needed?
March 13, 2018
It’s Tuesday, but is there progress?
This week’s Menopause blog is a conundrum. [image error]
March 12, 2018
Hopeful, part II. Hope springs eternal.
SO, back in November 2017, I wrote this blog about this picture and said when I had news I’d post the picture again as a shot-out:
Saturday night the premise of that blog came true. I signed a contract for the publication of my 4 book Match Made in Heaven series, with book one titled DEARLY BELOVED.
Yay!
After a bit of a dry spell, I now have 5 books on my docket ( the 5th being BAKED WITH LOVE, A SAN VALENTINO CHRISTMAS STORY) which will be published between 2018 and 2019. As you can assume, I’ll be posting oodles about all these books over the coming 18 months.
Once again I have proven ( to myself, at least) the power of putting thoughts and hopes and dreams into intention. I bought that ornament as a talisman, to remind me to keep my dream of publication alive. It’s been sitting on my desk since 11.29.17 and I look at it every time I am typing.
And, once again, I am reminded of my favorite self motivation book, The Little Engine that could: I thought I could, so I did!
It’s a good day.
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March 10, 2018
#L&SR; #SaturdaySeven
In the 80’s, action adventures ruled the box office. Big budgets, bigger heroes, and even bigger and badder villains. The heroes were all alpha, rugged, smart, focused, and many times, men of very few words, bordering on functional mutism!! These are my 7 favorite action-adventure movies. It’s no wonder 5 of the movies I’ve listed here were made before 2000. The two that were made after 2000 are still fabulous and action worthy. But the best movie of them all is the last one I’ve listed.
Air Force One
After making a speech in Moscow vowing to never negotiate with terrorists, President James Marshall (Harrison Ford) boards Air Force One with his family (Wendy Crewson, Liesel Matthews) and advisers. When a group of terrorists led by Ivan Korshunov (Gary Oldman) hijacks the flight, the President’s principles are put to the test. Feigning escape, ex-solider Marshall stows away in the aircraft and must race against time to rescue his family and everyone else on board.
Best line in the movie: Harrison Ford right before he beats the crap outta a terrorist. “GET OFF MY PLANE!”
Raiders of the Lost Ark
Best scene in the movie: When Indiana shoots a would-be assassin in a marketplace.
Die Hard
Best villain in a movie: Alan Rickman, hands down!!!
Taken
Scariest line in a movie: Liam Neeson to his daughter over the phone ; “You will be taken.”
Predator
Best line by a sidekick in a movie: Jessie “the Body” Ventura when he’s told he’s been wounded and is bleeding. “I ain’t got time to bleed.”
Lethal Weapon
Best comedy gag: Martin Riggs pulling a 3 Stooges face slap before head butting and arresting a group of would-be killers.
Wonder Woman
Simply the BEST SUPERHERO of them all. ‘Nuff said.
March 9, 2018
Things only my family would understand
Goodness! Week 10 already. Today’s topic is a little, well, I don’t want to say intrusive, but it kinda is, because I’m wondering if I have to explain WHY only my family would understand. I’m gonna take the easy way out here and just list them without explaining why. It’s not only easier, it’s less embarrassing. You guys have enough imagination, you might be able to answer why I’ve listed these things. If you can’t…oh well!
In no apparent order, only my family would understand:
my insane, almost pathological need for privacy
why shopping gives me a panic attack
my love for old black and white movies from the 30’s and 40’s
the reason I don’t remember my sophomore year in college
why I consider mayonnaise sandwiches comfort food
my uber-defined personal space bubble
my issues with food.
the reason I dislike Tom Brady
why I’ve dyed my hair since I was 16
It’s gonna be interesting to see if the other authors on this blog challenge put up their reasons and don’t take the embarrassed coward’s way out that I did! Click on their links and find out.
1.
Family of Love, Not Blood
2.
Acceptance often trumps understanding – #MFRW
3.
It’s a Family Affair
4.
Things Only My Family Would Understand
5.
Do They understand or humor me
6.
“Bacon Powder Biscuits”
7.
If I Cu
8.
They Understand? Nothing.
9.
Keep ‘Em Laughing
10.
Oh, Yeah, My Family is Different! #MFRWauthor
11.
Do unto others
12.
Things only my family would understand
March 7, 2018
#GoddessFishtour Betting on Cinderella by Petie McCarty
Today, multi-published author Petie McCarty is on a whirwhind Goddess Fish tour and she’s stopping by to tell us all about her newest release, Betting on Cinderella. And she’s giving us more than just the juicy details of the book, folks: there’s a rafflecopter at the end of this blog piece that you just won’t want to miss!
Here’s a little bit of BETTING ON CINDERELLA
BLURB:
Garrett Tucker inherits his grandfather’s casino empire and steps into the reclusive billionaire’s shoes as the “Prince of Vegas.” His first act is to buy and renovate a bankrupt casino in Biloxi. When he discovers embezzling in his new operation, Garrett goes in undercover. His number one suspect is the new finance supervisor.
Andi Ryan moves to Biloxi to care for her godmother and takes a job as finance supervisor for the renovated Bayou Princess casino. She discovers someone is skimming from the till and starts her own investigation, worried she will be blamed for the theft when the new owner discovers her godmother has a costly gambling addiction.
Garrett’s rival Vegas competitor has sent a spy in to ruin the Bayou Princess, and Garrett and Andi are forced to work together to prove her innocence and discover the identity of their casino spy.
Excerpt
He held up his scotch and water. “Here’s to the newest Bayou Princess employee.”
She clinked her wine glass to his. “The two newest Bayou Princess employees. Don’t forget you started today, too.”
“To the two newest,” he quickly amended.
Holy cow! I need to be on my toes tonight.
As she lowered her glass, he leaned in and gently brushed his lips across hers. She froze. He pulled back no more than an inch, stared into those wide, hypnotic-blue eyes, and pressed his lips to hers again.
Both of them holding glasses, they touched only at their lips, a flashpoint that sent heat straight to his gut. She pressed back against his lips, and he wanted to whoop. He traced her bottom lip with the tip of his tongue and—Hallelujah!—she let him in. He thought of pitching his glass into the creek, so his arms were free to wrap her up. So great had his need skyrocketed when she timidly touched her tongue to his. Blood rushed high to pound in his head and rushed low to pound in . . .
Lord! Tucker, get control of yourself! What the heck is wrong with you?
He had lost control, that’s what. He never lost control. His attraction to Andi had been instantaneous and visceral, like the feeling had been there incubating all along. Hell, he had kissed Andi in front of a bank of restaurant windows. An odd little tug pulled near his heart. He forced himself to pull back and not roar his delight when she swayed toward him. Thank God, she wasn’t ready for the kiss to be over either.
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AUTHOR Bio
Petie spent a large part of her career working at Walt Disney World — “The Most Magical Place on Earth” — where she enjoyed working in the land of fairy tales by day and creating her own romantic fairy tales by night, including her new series, The Cinderella Romances. She eventually said good-bye to her “day” job to write her stories full-time. These days Petie spends her time writing sequels to her regency time-travel series, Lords in Time, and her cozy-mystery-with-elements-of-romantic-suspense series, the Mystery Angel Romances.
Petie shares her home on the Cumberland Plateau in Tennessee with her horticulturist husband, a spoiled-rotten English Springer spaniel addicted to pimento-stuffed green olives, and a noisy Nanday conure named Sassy who made a cameo appearance in Angel to the Rescue.
Visit Petie’s web site online at http://www.petiemccarty.com or her Facebook page at https://www.facebook.com/petie.mccarty.
You can connect with Petie here:
Website // Facebook //Twitter // Goodreads // Amazon // LinkedIn
GIVEAWAY INFORMATION and RAFFLECOPTER CODE:
Petie McCarty will be awarding 3 eBook copies of Book 1 of the Cinderella Romances series: Cinderella Busted to 3 randomly drawn winners via rafflecopter during the tour.
Enter for a chance to win: Cick on this link: rafflecopter
or this one: Prize
**My review of Betting on Cinderella is here