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Sun God Seeks...Surrogate?

Book 3 of the Accidentally Yours Series is OFFICIALLY released! (YES! Early!)

Sun God Seeks…Surrogate?

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Hope everyone enjoys!

Mimi J.

UPDATE: RELEASING TODAY, AUG. 17th!

Hi All! If you're interested, I managed to release Sun God early. It's available now on Amazon and Kobo. B&N should have it up shortly!

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FINGERS CROSSED YOU LIKE IT!
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Book 3, Sun God Seeks...Surrogate?

When 24-year-old Penelope learns of a new miracle drug that could cure her ailing mother, it’s the answer to her prayers. Until she sees the cost. But for every door that closes, a window opens. In this case, the window calls herself Cimil, and she’s quite possibly the most insane person Penelope’s ever met. Could it be because this complete stranger just offered Penelope one million dollars to carry her wealthy brother’s baby?

But Cimil’s brother isn’t your everyday millionaire. In fact, he gives new meaning to the word hot.Sun God Seeks…Surrogate?

Rebuttal from Cimil, Goddess Delight of the Underworld

Dearest People Pets,

Please disregard my brother’s whiny theatrics. Yes, it is true that I neglected my duties, and, because of this, we are all going to cease to exist. But I ask you, what is the purpose of living if one cannot drop everything on a whim to enjoy the fruits of the late 70’s and early 80’s? Bad perms, Chia Pets, legwarmers, Duran Duran? And surely you must understand the importance of disco dancing and tacky sitcoms with men named Isaac bearing pearly white smiles?

Anyhooo, I wouldn’t hit the panic button, yet. Suuure, the Maaskab and Obscuros are kicking our asses, but these things have a way of working themselves out.

Maybe.

Okay…maybe not.

All right! All right. We’re completely hosed. Go live your final days doing the things you’ve only dreamed of: kick the neighbor’s cat (the one that wakes you at 2 a.m.), write a romance novel—make it a funny one,though— buy that really great pair of leather pants you’ve always wanted, or eat that entire box of Twinkies. Oh yes, live the dream! The clock is ticking.

Tootles,

Cimil, Recently Retired Goddess Delight of the Underworld

P.S. Sorry about causing the end of the world.

Rebuttal from Cimil, Goddess Delight of the Underworld

Dearest People Pets,

Please disregard my brother’s whiny theatrics. Yes, it is true that I neglected my duties, and, because of this, we are all going to cease to exist. But I ask you, what is the purpose of living if one cannot drop everything on a whim to enjoy the fruits of the late 70’s and early 80’s? Bad perms, Chia Pets, legwarmers, Duran Duran? And surely you must understand the importance of disco dancing and tacky sitcoms with men named Isaac bearing pearly white smiles?

Anyhooo, I wouldn’t hit the panic button, yet. Suuure, the Maaskab and Obscuros are kicking our asses, but these things have a way of working themselves out.

Maybe.

Okay…maybe not.

All right! All right. We’re completely hosed. Go live your final days doing the things you’ve only dreamed of: kick the neighbor’s cat (the one that wakes you at 2 a.m.), write a romance novel—make it a funny one,though— buy that really great pair of leather pants you’ve always wanted, or eat that entire box of Twinkies. Oh yes, live the dream! The clock is ticking.

Tootles,

Cimil, Recently Retired Goddess Delight of the Underworld

P.S. Sorry about causing the end of the world.

A Very Important Public Service Announcement From Votan, God of Death and War:

A Very Important Public Service Announcement From Votan, God of Death and War:

Humans,

I must inform you of some very troubling news: the apocalypse is indeed coming. While most of the gods were off doing our part for humanity, my sister Cimil, true to her useless and reproachable nature, decided that now—yes, now!—would be an excellent time to catch up on her favorite syndicated sitcom from early 80’s.

As a result, she neglected her duties—monitoring the future— thereby giving the Maaskab and Obscuros the opportunity to execute the next steps of their sinister plan. This plan included taking me as their prisoner.

I write you from a very dark and lonely place, hoping that my message may find its way to you. Please tell Emma I am sorry for betraying her. What I did to her grandmother was unforgivable. I am now paying the price.

May the universe take pity on my soul.

GUY
(aka Votan, God of Death and War)

Thank you! May 6th Vampire Royalties will go to Breast Cancer Foundation

After all of the support I've received from readers all over, I wanted to do a little giving back.

My May 6th royalties for VAMPIRE on Amazon and B&N will go to the Breast Cancer Foundation.

Thank you, Readers!

Mimi

Don’t Forget the Wine with that Romance, People!

I bet you were expecting a nice little article where I talk about myself as a writer and the craft that I love so very much. While that does sound fun (I mean, what’s not to like about discussing either topic?), I am truly a Romance reader above all things.
That said, I’d like to raise a very serious topic. As a Californian, I am appalled by the lack of attention toward drinking the correct wine with one’s romance. This is simply…wrong! An abomination. An act against nature herself.
Don’t let food get all of the pairing attention! Romance deserves the right wine just as much as a filet mignon or tasty chocolate soufflé. So, let’s begin with the basics.
First, to pick the correct wine you should consider the following things:
1. Subgenre (Historical, Paranormal, Contemporary, Cozy, Erotica, etc…)
2. Writing Style (Snarky, Dramatic, Contemporary, Traditional)
3. Indie or Traditionally Published
4. Level of Steam (White Gloves, Respectable Fun, Oh Maybe My Mom Shouldn’t Read This, I’m Blushing, and Is That Even Legal?)
5. Main Male Character’s Primary Traits (Because it’s all about the hotty.)

Now, since there are almost as many possible combinations of these elements as there are wines, I’ll focus on a few examples.
Example 1: Novel is Katie MacAlister’s, Sex, Lies, and Vampires
Subgenre: Paranormal/Writing Style: Snarky-Contemporary/Novel is Traditionally Published/Level of Steam: I’m Blushing/Main Male Character’s Primary Traits: Dark and Brooding
Ideal Wine Pairing: A Carneros Pinot Noir (Sebastiani Winery, Artesa, Domaine Carneros, or Smoking Loon are my fav’s.)
First, anything with a vampire in it requires red wine. Period. Let’s get that out of the way.
Second, a lighter wine is always best with Snark. (If you get too snockered, you might miss the jokes.)
Third, I find that wines with a smoky bouquet and currant undertones go extremely well with dark and brooding heroes. I have no idea why, but they do.
Example 2: Novel is ACCIDENTALLY IN LOVE WITH…A GOD? (Well, what do ya know? That’s mine!)
Subgenre: Paranormal/Writing Style: Snarky/Novel is Indie/Steam: Oh Maybe My Mom Shouldn’t Read This/Main Male Character’s Primary Traits: Dark and Brooding
Ideal Wine Pairing: Viognier. This aromatic Rhone varietal comes from a temperamental grape with vines that don’t mature for 15-20 years (i.e. takes a long time to mature—just like my hero.) In France, it is generally blended into Chardonnays as the residual sugars cut tartness. (My fav’s are DuMol, Cold Heaven, and E. Guigal Condrieu.)
First, there are no vampires in this novel, and there is a boatload of Snark. This calls for a white wine!
Second, this novel moves extremely fast, and our hero, though dark and brooding, is a bit of an over-the-top alpha. So, since Viognier has a lot of personality and will sweetening things up, it will complement our hero and novel pace nicely.
Finally, the sexual tension can get a bit overwhelming at times, and since Viognier should be savored chilled, this should help your body keep cool as things heat up!
Well, I certainly hope you’ve enjoyed this and that the next time you pick up a good romance novel, you’ll treat yourself to not just a good wine, but the right wine!

Bon Appetit!
Mimi

NY Times E-Book! Woo hoo!!

I just squeaked in, but it's there at #34! Woo hoo! Disco Dance.

http://www.nytimes.com/best-sellers-b...

Thank you, Readers! You rock!

Mimi

Five GREAT Excuses to Get Out of Work so You Can Finish Your Juicy Romance Novel

Five GREAT Excuses to Get Out of Work so You Can Finish Your Juicy Romance Novel


Every so often you pick up a book that you absolutely cannot put down. You don’t just want to find out what happens, you NEEEED to know! The quality of your existence is diminished until you reach your prize...the end. Dinner ends up being leftover spaghetti, you tell yourself laundry can wait (you always did like it when your hubby went commando), and your hair, well, didn’t the stylist tell you on your last visit that washing it every day is bad? You fall asleep (if you actually go to bed) dreaming of the characters and wake up pining for them.

But what if you haven’t finished yet and have to go to the office? Or drive the kids to school and soccer practice? You’ll just die if you don’t finish that book!! You know you will!!

On the rarest of rare occasions that you are forced to lie on behalf of your sanity, here are some handy excuses that might land you a Get-Out-of-Work Card:

5. SOLAR FLARE PHOBIA. Scientists and New Agers alike have been saying for years that global unrest increases with solar flare activity. What better excuse is there than suddenly developing a case of Solar Flare Phobia where you must stay at home? In case you were wondering, there are solar flares every day. So handy!

4. FIND A HOLIDAY AND MAKE IT YOURS! Have you ever looked at how many holidays there are every day around the world? If not, there’s EarthCalendar.net. Chances are on any given day, you’ll find a great holiday worthy of observance by reading a romance novel. March 20th…World Frog Day. Who in their right mind can mock the frog and work on such a glorious day?

3. DECLARE PERSONAL FORCE MAJEURE. Hey, large companies do it all the time for even the smallest of issues that are clearly not “acts of God.” The conversation goes something like this: “I have fallen victim to a force outside my control (a really, really hot hero in leather pants); therefore, I must be released of all contractual obligations (i.e. writing that boring report) until the event has passed.”

2. YOU’VE BEEN EXPOSED TO A HORRIBLE, VERY, VERY CONTAGEOUS VIRUS. And it will take exactly 400 pages to find out if you have contracted it. In the meantime, quarantine is the best course of action!

1. CRAMPS. No explanation needed.

HAPPY READING EVERYONE!

What Would Cimil Do?

If you haven’t read one of my novels then you haven’t met Cimil, Goddess of the Underworld. Now, according her, there is no Underworld. There’s only Vegas, and that doesn’t count.

So while we’re not quite sure where Cimil takes all of those souls she collects (okay…yes, yes. I do know), we are absolutely sure that Cimil LOVES chaos. And pink. Unicorns, too. Clowns…not so much. She’s also a very firm believer in blackmailing men for sex—it’s convenient and more cost effective.

So now that you know a little something about her, I thought it would be fun to teach you how to play, What Would Cimil Do?

Imagine you’re pulling into the grocery store parking lot and someone steals your spot. Your first reaction would be to honk. Or, perhaps, give them the middle finger. Now THAT is a perfect moment to play the game!

Before you take action. Stop. Ask yourself, “What would Cimil do?”

A. She would calmly go find another spot. After all, she’s a goddess. She has her position and dignity to think about, and no use losing her cool for a parking spot.

B. Cimil would handle it as a mortal might—honk plus give the middle finger.

C. She would pull a “Fried Green Tomatoes” and ram into the other car. (Although, she doesn’t have insurance, she is much older.)

D. All of the above.

Answer D: Cimil would first calmly drive away and look for another spot. But while she’s doing this, she’d realize that was no good! She’s a goddess, dammit! And Goddess of the freakin’ Underworld, no less! No one steals from her.

She’d then slam it into reverse and return to the other car. By this time, the driver would be in the store, so she’d honk her horn and give the bird to anyone in the vicinity who looked like they deserved it. (“There! That guy! He’s wearing tube socks with sandals!”) She’d then ram straight into the other vehicle, scrunching it like an accordion. Afterward, she’d get out of her car, do a little disco dance and complete her shopping…no doubt chicken fingers. Real ones. Yuck.

I hope you enjoyed this round of What Would Cimil Do? It’s a great way to defuse when you’re in an angry situation. Let the fictional characters carry out your fictional revenge! You get to keep your car insurance and avoid jail!

Have a great day!

MJ