4. Angel Eyes by Love and Theft
3. Country Girl Shake it For Me by Luke Bryan
2.Beer Money by Kip Moore
1. Truck Yeah by Tim McGraw
Y'all. Have you not seen Tim's new video? We've been playing it all morning.
Here's a Tim pic to get you going
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Julia
I'm participating in the Indulgent Blog Hop.
The folks at Indulgent want us to tell you all about our indulgences. Woo hoo. I'm your girl on that. Later in the week I'll probably talk about my indulgent fiction, but right now, I'll just list my top five favorite indulgences.
5: Whipped cream. I eat it on chopped bananas, on berries, on cupcakes. I love whipped cream
4: Good moisturizer. I used to get my makeup and such at Wal-Mart. Now that I have crow's feet, I buy my stuff at Origins. Life is too short for breakouts
3. Pictures of hot men. I do love a hot guy, and I'm not above posting pics. See?
2. a long, hot shower. Never underestimate the power of water, washing away your daily grind 1. German chocolate cake. What? Dessert is my favorite sin!
Comment here to be entered to win a $10.00 Torquere Press gift certificate! I'll pick a winner at the end of the hop, on the 22nd.
In addition, you can go see the raffle at the hop!
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Julia
So excited to announce that my Charity Sip (or short story) is out with Torquere Press!
This year the theme was Leather Bound, which was left open to our imaginations, and the chosen Charity is NOH8. As my editor said, only I would call a story Dead Cow Pants. But hey! That's what the werewolf in question calls them.
Here's all the relevant stuff ;)
Returning from a foray into the world beyond pack lands, Shay is heartsick and skinny. His best friend Dar knows he just needs confidence, and thinks leather pants will do the trick. Shay might just the only werewolf on earth who doesn't like leather. Is there anything Darius can do to get Shay to wear dead cow pants?
And here's a wee bit to get you going!
“I don’t like leather, man.”
“What?” Darius raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms over his chest. “You’re a werewolf. How can you not like leather?” That was, like, enough to get a man kicked out of the paranormal creature club. Dar loved the advent of the modern age so you could say things like “paranormal” instead of beastie or thing that goes bump in the night.
So much more classy.
“I said, I don’t like leather. It clings, and it smells like dead cows. I don’t wear dead cow pants.”
Lord, but Shay was a weird one. They’d been friends since they were pups, but Shay had always been a cipher, and he’d left right after they’d come of age, right after Darius had realized he wanted Shay more than he wanted his next breath. So, it had come as quite a shock when a gaunt, shivering Shay-wolf had shown up on pack territory a week ago with nothing but the fur on his back.
Shay had been recovering for a week, sleeping off whatever had happened, and now Darius was trying to find clothes that fit that lanky, too-skinny frame. Leather was a fantasy of his, so why not?
“Dead cow is a nice smell.”
“If you say so.” Shay wrinkled his nose. “I think it’s ghoulish. Who wants to be a wolf in cow’s clothing?”
“Well, how about sheep?” Darius dropped the pants and held up a wool sweater.
“Do you have anything synthetic?”
“I have denim and jersey, I guess. Jeans and t-shirt.”
“Nothing will fit me. You’re ginormous.”
Dar sucked in his gut instinctively, wishing Shay would tell him how hot he was, not how not he was. “I’m not that big.”
Shay gave him an incredulous look. “You’re tall, broad, and amazing.”
“Oh. Well, you’re too skinny by half.”
Shay chuckled. “I underestimated how hard it would be without the pack.”
“It’s not easy to go your own way.”
Something hard and bitter flashed across Shay’s face. “Yeah. The pack sets it up that way, for sure. I guess I should be glad Kallan was willing to take me back.”
“Kallan is tough but fair,” Dar murmured, defending their pack Alpha. He’d never understood why Shay had left in the first place. What had driven the silly beast out of the pack. It hadn’t been Kallan. The man understood all kinds of wolves.
“Sure. Sure. I’ll just take sweats if you have any.” Shay wouldn’t look at him now, and he pressed his lips together to keep from saying anything else.
The guy had been through enough for a while. He didn’t need Dar to say I told you so.
“I’ll get you in a pair of leather pants someday, though.”
“No way.”
He handed Shay a pair of sweats, standing there until he realized the flushed cheeks and downcast eyes meant Shay would rather not take the robe off in front of him and put the clothes on. Again, weird. They’d spent days naked together as teenagers, testing out their shifting abilities. Maybe leaving the pack was like leaving the Garden of Eden. Maybe you got all self-conscious out there in the world.
Or maybe Dar was just projecting how much he wanted to see Shay naked.
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Thanks for reading y'all! It's only 1.99 and it's for charity!
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Julia
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charity sip about leather coming out next week with Torquere. I have a story called Crazy in Love coming out in October with TQ as well. In November the second Keeping Score book comes out with Changeling. And if don't get a date soon for my menage with EC, I might have a brain explosion!
Wait, that's what I've worked on. What am I working on now? A co-write with the lovely BA Tortuga called Moonshine. Well, we just finished that, and are starting the sequel. For Changeling, I'm working on a demon story, as well as plotting Keeping Score 3 and Mixed Breeds 2. And for EC, I'm working on psychic, werewolf and werecat, oh my!
I'm also working on a novel. I know, right? How exciting. Now, if I could just stop having to brake (and break) to send copyright infringement takedown notices I would have time to write. (argh)
What are y'all up to
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Julia
The first book, One Up came out in August, and it's about Rhys and Noah, two demon hunters who know hooking up is a bad idea...
It's interesting to me that without any conscious thought, the guys chose bladed weapons as their weapons of choice. In book two, Two Down, which will be out in November, Janus and his lover Cillian also chose blades.
Most of the hunters in this universe carry machete type blades, like the one below.
(any idea how tough it is to find a good machete pic in royalty free pictures?)
It's short enough to handle in close quarters, sturdy enough to hack of limbs or underbrush, and concealable.
Some carry that and a sword, too, which is harder to hide, and means they have to wear long coats, which can be tricky in say, New Orleans. Or Florida. Still, these are guys wearing leather pants, right?
In hunting a sword pic for y'all, I cam across this
Now I know the direction I'm taking book three in, and I got started this am!
I do love the idea of a hunter in a suit...
Later, y'all!
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Julia
We decided it was the fact that men can drape them around the hips, not the boobs.
Observe
So not fair, right? Pretty, though. Still, it's a law of physics. That area is far more narrow and tight than a woman's breast area.
I do like a man in a towel, though, so I guess I can put up with the injustice...
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Julia
