Speaking of nutcrackers . . .

I went to the dentist this week. That’s not usually the kind of information I share, but you see, the office had a nutcracker decoration in honor of Christmas.

[image error]Not just any nutcracker, either. A DENTIST nutcracker.

Needless to say, I told him about my latest science fiction romance, Alien Contact for a Christmas Nutcracker, and asked if I could take a picture.

Dr. Loschiavo was delighted to agree — and had his assistant bring in two more dental nut jobs. I can see how cracking nuts with your jaw could lead to dental problems!

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Alien Contact for a Christmas Nutcracker

The Nutcracker ballet — for and by aliens?!?

[image error]Holly Jansen, a young orchestra conductor down on her luck, is secretly hired by the king from an alternate Earth to conduct The Nutcracker on Kwadra Island as a Christmas present for his American wife. This big break seems like a Christmas miracle — but after meeting the lead dancer, she wonders if it’s a curse, instead.

Because the Kwadran queen has secretly ordered superstar dancer Rafael Sekwa to produce a potlatch dance honoring her husband’s ancestors — on the same day, time, and stage as The Nutcracker. The stubborn genius is determined to do it no matter what, and Holly finds her goals and ambitions melting in the face of her growing admiration. Will love cost her all her dreams?

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