Monday, July 30th, 2007
I’m posting over at The Novelty Girls today…you know what to do.
Archive for July, 2007
Sunday, July 29th, 2007
I’m posting over at the Aphrodisia Authors blog today (squee) about the polar bear shifter I sold to Kensington. Come comment on my post. Pleeeeease. I am not ashamed to beg.
Friday, July 27th, 2007
Writing Urban Fantasy Q & A With Some of the Hottest Authors in the Genre
July 27th, 28th and 29th at Romance Divas
Authors Attending:
Kelley Armstrong
Rachel Caine
Karen Chance
Shanna Swendson
Gena Showalter
Want to know how to write urban fantasy? Want to know how urban fantasy can range from dark to humorous? All you have to do is ask. Romance Divas is hosting a 3 day Q & A with some of the hottest names in the Urban Fantasy Genre. It will take place at the Romance Diva Forum. All are welcome. To get access to the forum you will need to register.
Thursday, July 26th, 2007
Just a few things for today…some of which you may already know.
1. I sold IN ICE, a story I formerly had with Cobblestone Press, to Kensington Aphrodisia. It will be in one of their anthologies, but I’m not sure which one yet or with which other authors.
2. I signed on with Lucienne Diver of the Spectrum Literary Agency, who’s being very patient with my newbie-ness. Thanks, Lucienne.
3. Starting tomorrow over in the Romance Divas forum, we’ll be kicking off a 3-day Q&A with some awesome Urban Fantasy writers, including Rachel Caine, Shanna Swendson, Karen Chance, Gena Showalter, and Kelley Armstrong. Come check it out!
Wednesday, July 25th, 2007
This week is dedicated to all the hot TV hosts out there who make the viewing experience of the public a happy place to be. I say to all of you: Yum.
On with the show!
Mad Madam M: Oh Ty…you always make me laugh with your Crocodile Dundee cut-off shirts! Perhaps you need the extreme makeover!?!?!? On second thought, I would hate for you to have to hide those biceps. Carry on…
Crystal: Exaaaactly. Those arms should never be hidden. In fact, I’m all for him burning all his shirts and going without.
Mad Madam M: So Mike Rowe has abs…you can’t see them in this pic, but believe me…they’re there! I’ve seen every Dirty Job ever produced!
Crystal: I love a man who’s not afraid to be diiiirty. ;)
Mad Madam M: I watch Mythbusters for the science. I watch Mythbusters for the science. I watch Mythbusters for the science!!!
Crystal: Uh-huh. I believe that one. I gotta say the sword really does it for me. Very, you know, scientific.
Mad Madam M: I watch Mythbusters for the science…really I do!!!
Crystal: Awwww. They’re so cute together.
Mad Madam M: You can almost see the abs in this one, but to be honest, I’m kind of attracted to the smirk! *facepalm* How can I be attracted to a smirk!?!?!?
Crystal: Because smirks say confidence. And confidence is hawt. Though, I have to say, the smirk ain’t doing it for me. He looks a little bit constipated.
Mad Madam M: What can I say, this man has made watching HGTV with my mom a whooole lot more enjoyable!
Crystal: Why do you think I always liked that channel? Non-stop hot handyman action.
Mad Madam M: British gardener…do I really need to say anything more? Matt James had me at ‘British’!
Crystal: You are such an Anglo-phile. Though he does have that quasi-gay, campy kind of cute that only Brits seem to be able to pull off.
Mad Madam M: So Bear Grylls is certifiably insane, but the boy is just beyond hot. And just think…he has the survival skills to insure that should some catastrophic event occur, we alone could repopulate the earth!
Crystal: I’m going to go bleech that image from my brain. *runs away screaming*
Mad Madam M: Did I mention he usually takes his shirt off once a show? Oh and he has the most adorable Union Jack boxers? Did I mention he was a Brit? I think I am in love!!
Crystal: I’m always in favor of built men taking off their shirts. Unfortunately, I always seem to get the portly over-60 crowd wanting to strip down in front of me. It’s just not fair.
Mad Madam M:
Dear Bear,
Please send me the coordinates of the island you are lounging on. I’m sure I can be there in less than 12 hours and I know how to hand wash clothing. Don;t worry about the fact it is the only set of clothes you currently have. I don’t mind one bit!
In frank admiration,
Mad Madam M
Crystal: So you’ll steal all his clothes to wash them? Clever, M. Veeery clever.
Monday, July 23rd, 2007
It’s horny haiku Monday over at The Novelty Girls today. Check it out.
Sunday, July 22nd, 2007
Okay, this one was just too weird not to do. Enjoy!
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Your Star Wars Name And Title |
 Your Star Wars Name: Cryjo Hipit Your Star Wars Title: Nadmin of Lehcar |
Saturday, July 21st, 2007
I got the new cover for my next Wild Rose Press release, All She Needs. This is the sequel to All She Wants For Christmas and is part of their Celtic Brooch continuum series. Cool, no?
Friday, July 20th, 2007
For all of you who wanted to see…here are the pictures of my new tattoo. I like it and think it’s cute, but it hurt like hell so I think this might be the last one for me. After I got it, Lillian Feisty said “I didn’t want to tell you but that’s one of the most painful places to get tattooed.” Thanks, hon. Good looking out. :P
And I have ugly feet so be nice!
Close up shot. Sorry it’s a bit blurry, it’s hard to take a good pic of your foot when you’re all pretzeled up to get the camera close enough.
Thursday, July 19th, 2007
Sooo…I had the Day From Hell yesterday and totally spaced on Hump Day Hotties, but it will return next week. Never fear. The hotness is coming.
Let’s do a conference wrap-up today and talk about the highlights of my trip.
First, I spanked Gena Showalter. Yes, I spanked her. And she not only loved it, she begged me to blog about it. This all started when she gave me a nipple mint at lunch last October. One of my fellow authors at Romance Divas was severely jealous that they didn’t get to have lunch with Gena and the magnificent Jill Monroe, so Gena made it up to them by fondling one the free mints given out by the restaurant and rubbing it on her nipple. The right one, if I recall correctly. I’m not sure, I wasn’t looking that closely, but there was definite nipple rub-age.
Anyway, when confronted about her nefarious molestation of mints, she begged to be spanked and punished for her wicked ways. Being the generous person that I am, and seeing her true distress over her bad girl-ness, I obliged.
I tackled Jill Monroe the moment she topped the escalator to the bar. Poor girl, she’s kinda on the smaller side, so she could have been squished like a bug. And that would have been sad–I mean, she’s nice enough to put up with Gena breaking their prized gnome and everything. But, she was as stoked as I was when I announced that I SOLD A NOVELLA TO KENSINGTON APHRODISIA!! (Which means I’m looking for an agent. So all of you crazy agents who always stop by my blog–you know who you are–EMAIL ME!)
R.G. Alexander, critique partner extraordinaire, brought me yellow roses and Milano cookies for selling. How much does she rock? I mean, she brought me chocolate. I *heart* R.G. Plus, she just got her new cover for her first release with Ellora’s Cave. Sexy!
At the Diva Dinner, where I hung out with almost fifty Romance Diva peeps, I met the beautiful Anna J. Evans, and then I got the Most Determined To Make An Acceptance Speech award. I’m not sure if that’s meant to be funny or insulting. I’ll go with funny. Best not to think about it too much.
I had a small chat with Nora Roberts about her awesome-yet-uncomfy-looking shoes at the Berkley Publisher Party. And she touched Lillian Feisty’s shoulder and told her she had on a gorgeous dress. Feisty’s never washing that shoulder again, nor getting rid of the fire engine red Marilyn Monroe number either.
On Saturday I served as Eden Bradley’s personal assistant during her book signing and had to regulate on a few people for wanting to steal the book and not get it signed. Dude, five minutes in line for an awesome FREE book and a chat with La Eden is not too much to ask. I promise.
Oh! One last thing. The day I got the call from Kensington, Jax Crane, Lillian Feisty, and Eden Bradley pitched in and insisted on buying me my first tattoo. A teensy lady bug on the inside on my foot. At the same time, the ever sassy Mel got her nose pierced, so we got to be slightly hurting wenches together.
I’m sure there’s more, but I forget. Talk to you later!
