Crystal Jordan :: Blog

My lovely new cover is up on the Coming Soon page of Samhain Publishing. Treasured is a naughty pirate time-travel and is set to release April 22. I can’t wait. And isn’t he just lickable? Yum!

Graduate student Rebecca Small is so obsessed with the past—especially the Golden Age of Piracy—she doesn’t mind her unglamorous job preparing museum displays. This display is about her favorite subject, James Morrow, a famous pirate who mysteriously disappeared without a trace.

Becca touches the pirate’s antique sword, and finds herself on a ship in the middle of a sword fight, saving the sexy captain from being stabbed in the back—literally. Once the smoke clears, the man who claims he’s her husband is more than eager to reward her for her timely assistance.

James Morrow knows very little about the woman he was forced to marry five years ago, but the woman who saved him doesn’t fit the portrait he’s painted of her in his mind. She’s strong, brave, and submits to his every dark desire. She seems the perfect woman for a pirate, but he makes his living among the dishonest and disreputable—trust isn’t a commodity he trades in.

I forget where I snagged this hottie from, but dayum he has a nice…tattoo.

Dear Sir or Madam Asshat,

I would like to point out that it was 19 degrees outside this morning when you decided it was a good time to empty an entire university library into the great outdoors.

I’ll let you pause for a moment and consider the ramifications of such a mistake.

Not getting it? Well, then. By all means, let me explain. There were at least 100 students, faculty and staff members–not to mention the beleaguered librarians–who had to stand huddling out in the frigid weather. Might I remind you that we had a snow storm yesterday and there was a lot of slush and ice on the ground for all of those people to slip and fall on. Which several of them did. You, dear sir or madam, are a lawsuit waiting to happen.

And might I also state that it was me, the lowly librarian, who had to deal with the whining, bitching, moaning, and general pissed off-ed-ness of our lovely patrons this morning. Sadly, I was unable to have your back in that little schufuffle because I wholeheartedly agreed with them that you deserved to be kicked around in aforementioned slushy snow and ice…naked.

There is, in fact, a special place in Hell for people just like you. I’m sure the Devil himself will take care of you in term of your whips, chains, and anal probing with a vibrating, spiked butt-plug. You and I both know this morning’s incident is simply your cry for help in getting these needs met. Fate will take care of you in that regard, I have no doubt.

Until such time as that fickle wench Fate decides you need to shuffle off your mortal coil and meet Old Scratch, you can stop by my office and I’d be happy to beat some sense into you. I know you’ll enjoy it as much as I will.

Respectfully Yours,
Crystal

I’m over at The Novelty Girls talking about some regular movies getting a science fictionalization make-over.

Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! I have to teach tomorrow and Monday and Tuesday. I have to finish revising a manuscript. I have DEADLINES for another manuscript.

Oh. Holy. Jesus. I feel like crap.

Okay, I can’t be the only one totally saddened by Heath Ledger’s death. They say he had sleeping pills nearby when he was found and that he possibly committed suicide. How horrible for him, his family, and his young daughter. To find out more, click for ongoing updates.

Cleaning up nice for the crowd.

Revising his role as Ennis the gay cowboy in Brokeback Mountain.

Just generally comehithering with his pretty self.

Rest in peace, Heath.

I signed up for RWA today. Registration officially opened yesterday, but today’s pay day, so ;)

And can I just point out the pretty, pretty cover in the sidebar right now? I don’t usually have a Coming Soon area over there, but I needed to get my daily fix of staring at that dude’s luscious bum. Milk-it does a body gooooooood.

It’s snowing here today. I’m in hell. It has frozen over. WhyGodWhy?

I hate snow. I need to write a sonnet about how much I hate snow because I hate it so much…and nothing says hatred like iambic pentameter.

However, there is a silver lining for the day.

Loribelle Hunt’s new alternative history shape-shifter erotic romance (say that ten times fast) is releasing today–and the concept for it is freaking awesome. Like, one of those I deas I wish I’d had first so I could have written it kind of awesome.

It’s 1899– the Civil War still rages, shifters and vampires are commonplace, and Calista Nichols is just trying to get her family by. When her sister discovers a cure for the shifters and vampires, she’s kidnapped by a Rebel faction. Calista has no choice but to accept the local Alpha’s help in getting her back.

But Kane Dupree has much more in mind than just helping out his lover. He has to reveal the secrets of his past and convince her to accept him as her mate. Can she take her place in his world? Or will his secrets drive them further apart?

Check it out here!