End of 2010 Giveaway

Just because I haven't given away enough copies and I like giving things away...

Another digital copy of 666 Angel Lane to someone.

Leave a comment saying what your favorite read of 2010 was. Winner will be chosen New Years Eve.

Must be over 18. Bribes accepted.

Ah Love ...

I've fallen in love too, although not with an ereader. It's good to know this old fart still has a few hormones left percolating.

Who have I fallen in love with?

His name is Sebastian. He's a terrible rake, cold and heartless, why he even kidnapped an heiress. And he lives in the book The Devil in Winter, the third book of the Wallflower series by Lisa Kleypas.

I love this book. I'm rereading it tonight, even though I finished it only last week. I'm gonna get me a part time job so I can buy all Ms Kleypas's backlist, because I love the Wallflowers and I love the Hathaways and I'm eyeing the Bow Street trilogy.

I love Sebastian's bafflement as he falls in love with Evie. I love the way Evie gains strength and character and I love the way Sebastian would do anything for her and protect her with his life. Of course, all Ms. Kleypas' heros are protective like that, but there's just something about Sebastian. I wouldn't want him anywhere near me in real life, but as a fantasy he's just so yummy. And sexy. A fallen angel, probably first cousin to Lucifer, lol.

Okay, back to my book. Just had to share. Don't have any pictures ... except ...

That might could be Sebastian ... or maybe this one:

I sort of like this one too ...

What's the saying - blondes are more fun? ;-)

E-Reader Love Gone Too Far

Someone at one of the blogs I frequent posted her excitement over getting a Kindle for Christmas. Her words being, "I can't wait to have sex with it."



For Christmas I got a Kindle also. (I'm not allowed to mention that it came from Carolyn because she's afraid of looking as amazingly generous as she is and she wants people to think she's scary and mean instead of absolutely lovely...) I love my Kindle. LOVE IT!!!



I've been getting a bad time for it at work. There's the "I love to hold/smell/taste a real book" crowd that makes me a little gaggy. I always thought a book was in the story and writing, not in a strawberry scented cover (ALERT: Marketing Idea!! Grab it smart person!!)

(On a tangent: would romance novels then smell like Fabio's armpits?)


Moving on. I love love love my Kindle. I've read more book since I've owned it than I've read in the previous months of 2010. I named it. I coo at it. I'd rather take it to bed than Fabio.



(Not the fella above. He's gorgeous. Screw the Kindle if he shows up.)

What's the point of all this? None really. The woman that posted obviously should have edited herself and I like to post silly pictures for no reason.

The end.

Merry Christmas Lori

666 Angel Lane is one of Happily Ever After's Top Recommended Reads for 2010.

A few reviews for Angel Lane.

http://hea-reviews.blogspot.com/

http://goteroticromance.blogspot.com/2010/12/666-angel-lane-by-lori-green.html?zx=d6cd6fd92b84ec98

http://www.nightowlromance.com/nor/Reviews/Kyraninse-reviews-666-Angel-Lane-by-Lori-Green.aspx

http://hea-reviews.blogspot.com/2010/11/review-666-angel-lane-by-lori-green.html

http://seriouslyreviewed.blogspot.com/2010/12/666-angel-lane-by-lori-green.html?zx=830b89b69c16a724

Merry Christmas Y'all

As our gift to you, we offer a free Holiday story from our chequered past.

Angels and Divos was written several years ago. It is most definitely a fan fic, but we like to think it's perhaps a little bit more too. And we promise our writing has improved over the years. :-)

You'll find the link under the Angel Lane link above (yea Lori!!!). We hope you enjoy our little bit of Christmas fun. I tried to get Lori to post her 12 Days of Christmas, but she thought she might get sued.

Happy Holidays from your very own Two Old Farts.

Need A Rec

My dear friend Clark wants to send his mother a book. She has requested Victrian romance with little/limited sex.

Clark knows al about the fantasy genre but nothing of romance and I know nothing of Victorian romances that are free of B/d, menage or anal play with serving wenches.

Any ideas?

Why I Bother

There's no way to express this completely and anyone who loves the printed word, who has read a passage from a book or a poem and then had to read it to someone so they could hear it as you did ...

Last night I started reading Getting Rid of Bradley. It's an old Jennifer Cruisie that I read years ago and didn't connect with. Yesterday I connected. My nine year old daughter was the recipient of a lot of "Listen to this..." and "omg, she didn't..."

Jennifer Cruisie is the reason I write. Getting Rid of Bradley is the reason I write. That might be a little untrue since I started writing many years ago for different reasons (think teenage angst and you'd have it in one) but the reason I keep trying to get it right is because of Jennifer Cruisie and Sarah Addison Allen and Loretta Chase and all the women who understand humor and heat and pacing and fun.

Sometimes I love a good angst fest. But usually when I read I'm most satisfied by those moments that tickle my funny bone while delighting my love of words. I couldn't give a crap if the plot has holes large enough to drive a Hummer through as long as I laugh out loud.

I write because words delight me. And words put together that cause laughter force me to want to write better. So I keep working on it because one day I want to write just like Jennifer Cruisie. And if I keep working on it, maybe one day I will.