I’m excited to be here on the Labelle Books
blog today. This is a cool place to hang out and get the scoop about all the
Today I’m here to tell you about my Science
Fiction Romance, The Trouble with Memories. It’s already been contracted by
Decadent Publishing and it’s in the editing process. The story involves
Martians and one very pissed off ex-girlfriend. Here’s an excerpt:
She scowled like a frustrated little
girl and put her hands on her hips. “I don’t believe you.”
“Well, Lucy, it’s true.” He licked his
lips and his throat went dry, the taste of her name sucking the air right out
of him. Good or bad sign? Proceed, or
caution? “To be honest, I don’t remember anything before Mars. In fact, I
don’t even remember most of the mission.”
“What? How can that be?” She frowned,
her eyebrows dipping low. “Wait. From before
you left? You mean you don’t remember being with me?” She pointed at her chest.
He shrugged, knowing admitting he’d
forgotten her was a dumb move. If he was her, he’d be pissed. But at the same
time his gaze couldn’t help lingering on her chest. He liked what he saw. Down boy, down.
“I don’t fragging believe this.” She ran her hand through her shortish red
hair and slapped the data pad against her thigh while she walked an arc around
the room, ending by the windows.
The windows flexed and the floor
rumbled as the jets did another close fly-by. He ignored them in favor of
intently ogling the rounded globes of Lucy’s ass. When she spun to face him, he
nearly lost his balance. Three steps later, she was in his face. He braced
himself for her wrath.
Her fingers curled around his collar
nice and tight. “Damn it, Cal. If this is some game you’re playing to make me
miss you, I swear I’ll kick your ass!”
He loved how the fire in her eyes
matched her hair and the way she jutted out her chin at the end of her
pronouncement. But he’d told her the truth. This was no game. His memories of
her were completely gone. “How can I prove to you I’m not lying?”
Her lips curled up in a smirk. “Kiss
With a confident toss of her head she
laid claim to him, answering his questions about how he’d known her. Hell, he
hadn’t known her, apparently he’d KNOWN her.
Other genres I write besides science
Thanks Jennifer for having me here today. I
hope to come back soon and share a totally awesome new cover!
Eva Lefoy writes and reads all kinds of romance, and is a
certified Trekkie. She’s also terribly addicted to chocolate, tea, and hiking.
One of these days, she’ll figure out the meaning of life, quit her job, and go
travel the galaxy. Until then, she’s writing down all her dirty thoughts for
the sake of future explorers.
69 Mustang isn’t all
about the car. Of course not! The biggest variable of this story is the friends
become lover’s premise. It is one that I love a lot, love read other stories
featuring the same thing and in the end, love that they realize what is right in
front of them. The answer to their prayers all along.
In honor of that, I
thought I’d put together a little list of some of the most enjoyable (in my
opinion) movies that feature friends who wake up to romance with their best
1.When Harry Met Sally
2.Just Go With It
4.13 Going on 13
7.Some Kind of
8.And some might be surprised by this, but they get my heart
whenever I watch them – from Harry Potter – Hermione & Ron *g*
By Kacey Hammell
Book 1: Revved and Ready Series
Contemporary Erotic Romance
Word Count: 4,415 Short Story
Only $0.99 cents!!!
Revved and Ready for passion, heat sizzles
between two friends…
For Hayley Fitzgibbon, the heat
wave blanketing her small town is nothing compared to the inferno inside her
whenever she looks at her best friend, Rory. On the night of his parents’
anniversary party, she no longer resists her burning desire and makes it known
how much she wants him. Secluded under a willow tree, down a lover’s lane,
she’s revved and ready to claim her man on the top of his ’69 Mustang.
“There are some willow trees right up there. Park
beneath them for privacy.”
“Hales,” he began, his voice unsteady.
“What’s the matter? Scared to be alone out here with
lil ole me?” She laid her arm over his arm, silencing him, amazed once again by
the wealth of muscle beneath his shirt. Gone was the tall flagpole type body he
grew up with. The six pack abs and bulging biceps he sported now continuously
held her in awe – and drooling. He definitely took care of himself.
Rory pulled in under the trees, glanced over at her,
his eyes enflamed in heat and desire, then turned off the ignition.
Hayley undid her seatbelt, shifted toward him, and clasped
the back of his neck, then pulled him close. She crushed her mouth to his.
He tasted so good. Intoxicating. Incredible. Fucking
superb. She tangled her tongue with his. Shivers of delight spread along her
body, nipples beading while juices gathered in her pussy.
Digging her fingers into his nape, anxiousness
filled her to taste every inch of him but there wasn’t room to maneuver in the
tight confines of the car.
“It’s too hot in here to sit. Let’s go outside,” she
whispered. She pulled back and opened her door. Though the strangling humidity
hadn’t dissipated much, a slight breeze skated along her skin. She welcomed the
pleasure of the coolness against her body from the numerous days of nothing but
stagnant humidity and the fire Rory stoked inside her.
Slamming the door, she tip-toed farther under the
trees, careful not to sink into the grass in her stilettos, and waved him to
follow her. “Come on,” she called.
5 Stars from Susan W. @ Amazon.com ~ “If you have only a short amount of time and want to read
something hot then this is the book to read. Loved this story and can't wait to
read more in this series!”
5 Stars from Lindsay @ Amazon.com ~ “This short read is a hot one. Guaranteed to make your body
temperature rise, and will have you thinking of other uses for your car in no
time. I'm looking forward to checking out the next installments in this
5 Stars from Amy Miller @ Amazon.com ~ “Great story about two friends who both are in love with one
another. On one hot night they finally go for it and put their friendship on
the line and it involves a super hot car and hot sex. What more can you ask
for. For a short read this is a good one. I don't think you'll be disappointed.
Great Job Kacey Hammell!!”
Reader. Romance Author. Redhead…
Canadian-born author, Kacey Hammell is definitely a book-a-holic,
who began reading romances at a young age and became easily addicted.
These days, as a multi-published erotic romance author, she enjoys adding a
lot of heat, sass and emotion to the Contemporary Romances she writes.
mom of three, Kacey has made certain each of her
children know the value of the written word and the adventures they could
escape on by becoming book-a-holics in their own right. She lives her
own happily ever after with her perfect hero in Ontario, Canada, and is a true
romantic at heart.
Small town Lincoln likes to indulge and explore. The days are busy and the nights get naughty thanks to the popular fetish club, Leather and Pleasure…Leather and Pleasure,Rowan plans to surprise her husband on their anniversary and she decides to enact one of his most desired fantasies. It’s no traditional night on the town for this couple. When Sparks Ignite,
Rhys has a booming business, money, and women are a dime a dozen thanks to, Leather and Pleasure. But, something is missing and it isn’t until he meets, Eden, that he realizes what it is. Sinfully Sexy, Sable and Lila have been lovers since they started working at the popular fetish club Leather andPleasure, but Lila has curiosities and would like to have a third join them. Naughty Noel,
Noel is the star of her first performance at the fetish club, Leather and Pleasure, and finds herself leading her first ménage a quatre for hundreds to see. A Wicked Wager,
When Kayla visits Leather and Pleasure she’s faced with a sexy bouncer who refuses to let her in. There is chemistry they can’t deny, and as Jake brings out her playful side wagers are made. Taming Julian,
Notorious playboy Julian Banks is finally ready to settle down and he knows just who he wants, Rachel ‘Red’ Hanson. But, can he convince her that’s he’s serious or will she run again? WARNING: You may want your significant other handy and a glass of water to cool yourself off. This book contains six decadent tales of exploration, temptation, friendship, and testing limits. So be careful not to get burned as you flip through these scorching hot pages. BUY LINK: http://www.amazon.com/Some-Like-It-Hot-Collection/dp/1939010268/ref=pd_rhf_ee_p_d_1 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Who Wants to Win an Autographed Print copy or two of the book? The number of books given away is determined by the number of entries in the contest. The GIVEAWAY will be held from Oct. 18th - November 30th. Buy links will be posted once they're available. Follow the rafflecopter instructions below. Best wishes, ~Author Jennifer Labelle~ http://www.jenniferlabelle.com
thought today I would share a teaser from my erotic m/m retelling of The
Legend of Sleepy Hollow. With Halloween
just around the corner, this sexy story is just what you need to keep you
company on those spooky October nights!
lucky commenter will win a copy of The
Legend of Sleepy Hollowso
please make sure you leave your name and email in the comment boxes!
Crane, town schoolmaster and self-proclaimed supernatural expert, wants to
better his situation by marrying the wealthy Katrina Van Tassel. But, there is
a rival for her attentions.
Local hero, Brom Bones.
Brom lives to torment and tease Ichabod, leaving the schoolmaster wondering if
he is more interested in besting his rival than winning Katrina’s hand.
Especially when each time Ichabod goes into the backroom of his favorite tavern
– a place men can be men –his
imagination conjures Brom's face on every lover.
Late one night, Ichabod is chased by the legendary Headless Horseman. Terrified
the ghost wants his head, he tries to outrun the specter. To his horror, he is
taken captive by the evil spirit.
Ichabod awakens, naked and tied to a bed, only to discover the Headless
Horseman is none other than his rival Brom Bones! Brom confesses that Ichabod
has been haunting his own fantasies and he vows to make Ichabod Crane his in
Ichabod wants to believe the pleasure Brom offers comes from his heart, but he
is afraid it is another one of Brom’s tricks.
Though surely an enemy's touch has never felt like this...
someone at the tavern talked? Was that how Brom learned of his secret? He
swallowed hard as the worst question of all came to him. Could the other man
possibly know that he was the object of Ichabod’s fantasies?
alas, none of it mattered. All Ichabod had hoped for was doomed and brought to
a crushing end at the large hand of his victorious rival, Brom Bones. Once he
revealed Ichabod’s peculiar tastes, he would be chased out of town. He would
do you seek to use this desire I cannot stop against me?” Ichabod whispered,
his embarrassment overflowing when he heard the tears in his voice. At odds
with his mind, weakness in the face of this man only caused his erection to
become the most prominent fixture in the room. “Is it not enough this very
night that Katrina has rejected my affections but you also must shame me until
I lose every meager thing I own, including my pride? Does winning the hand of
the Van Tassel girl mean so much to you?”
never really sought Katrina’s hand, nor do I do this to shame you,” Brom
answered. “At least not in the way you mean.”
looked at him and hysterical laughter bubbled out of him. “You intend for me to
believe that all of this torment has nothing to do your desire to possess
other man’s black gaze sparked orange like fire from the flickering
candlelight. His tone was low, husky even, as he replied. “It is not her lands
which I wish to possess.”
deep timbre with which Brom spoke sent whirls of heat and fire into Ichabod's
belly button and slightly below. His manhood began to weep the juices of
desire, adding to his disgrace and fueling his arousal. The panic dissipated
from Ichabod’s voice, though it sounded pleading and distant when he asked,
“What do you wish to possess?”
pulsing shudder started in Ichabod’s back, traveled through his torso and went
straight to his dripping cock in less than a heartbeat. Not daring to hope he
heard Brom correctly or understood his meaning, Ichabod whispered, “I do not
have I wished for you to be exactly in the position you are,” his captor said,
moving closer to the bed. His muscular body was clothed in head to toe black,
conjuring the image of a panther stalking its prey. “Naked and at my mercy.”
there was no misunderstanding that.
why have you tormented me?”
let out what sounded like a weary sigh. “Long have I wished for you to notice
me, Ichabod Crane, I sat by and watched you avoid me at every turn, only acknowledging
me when you saw no other way out. All you succeeded in doing was make me want
your attentions all the more. I could devise no other way than jokes and pranks
to get someone like you to notice a man such as me.”
was reminded of the wayward boys in his class yanking a girl’s pig tails and
dipping them in ink wells. There was something about the notion of Brom Bones
being as silly as a little boy that made Ichabod want to laugh again. But he
sensed the man deeply felt his words and he restrained the impulse. “Am I to
understand that you tormented me all this time merely to get my attention?”
worked, did it not?” he said, his sheepish smile showing a hint of his straight
was about to argue, but the sudden change in Brom Bones’ demeanor stopped him.
He didn’t think he had ever seen another man wearing such a tender, yet
predatory expression as he began to approach the bed. Ichabod held his breath,
watching him closely and trying to determine what he intended to do.
Brom reached out and took hold of Ichabod’s swollen shaft.
Deanna Wadsworth might be a
bestselling erotica author, but she leads a pretty vanilla life in Ohio with
her wonderful husband and a couple adorable cocker spaniels. She has been
spinning tales and penning stories since childhood, and her first erotic novella
was published in 2010. When she isn’t writing books or brainstorming with
friends, you can find her making people gorgeous in a beauty salon. She loves
music and dancing, and can often be seen hanging out on the sandbar in the
muddy Maumee River or chilling with her hubby and a cocktail in their basement
bar. In between all that fun, Deanna cherishes the quiet times when she can let
her wildly active imagination have the full run of her mind. Her fascination
with people and the interworkings of their relationships have always inspired
her to write romance with spice and love without boundaries.
I’d like to take a moment to thank Jennifer
for having me for her guest today. She’s a wonderful hostess. Now that fall is
upon us, it’s a great time to stock up on e-books and have something to read
when the weather gets colder. I’m sharing an excerpt from my latest release
today. Be sure and leave a comment for a way to contact you in case you win the
drawing later on. Good luck!
Badlands of the Dakota Territory, a war rages between good and evil, between
angels and Satan’s three sons…
Angel —Elizabeth Bonner’s plans for her wedding dissolve when she discovers her
fiancé cheating. To escape the pain and humiliation, she flees to the rowdy
mining town of Deadwood Gulch where one person stands between her and
Angel —Gabriel is feared by most, but he meets his match with Elizabeth. 1876,
Dakota Territory is no place for a lady whose innocence is tempting as sin.
Toss in a couple of trouble-making cherubs, and the Old West will never be the
and Gabriel —more than one war is brewing in the Black Hills…
His annoyance must have shown, for the dressmaker purred
softly, “She’s to be wed, you know?”
“I don’t give a fuck. I want her.”
“Qui. I do notice your big
problem, monsieur. I can arrange for a drug to be administered to zee
mint julep I’m going to get for her. There is a room in back with a bed. You
may do to her what you wish, for as long as you wish, without interference. Zee
drug…it will assure she gives the monsieur no trouble.” She smiled, her thin lips curling. “It will so heat zee mademoiselle’s lovely body she will be
most desperate for your hard cock. For zee right price, of course, I will
arrange it for zee monsieur.”
Gabe changed his mind about the fox. He thought instead,
she rather reminded him of a thin-lipped lizard with sharp teeth.
“When you’re appetite has been appeased, monsieur,
have no worry, she will not remember who stole her maidenhead. Many a young
lady has lost her cherry in my special room, Mon ami, with no way to
explain how it was lost once she weds or if she conceives…which happens
sometimes. How she suddenly has a bastard in her belly remains a mystery for
the lovely cannot recall anything that happened to her.” She lifted a smooth
brow. “Are you interested in a little arrangement, a sweet fulfilling rendezvous
with zee mademoiselle and my
“I’m interested.” Gabe narrowed his eyes. “But not in
the manner of arrangement you suggest. I don’t want her drugged. When I bed a
woman, especially this woman, I damn
well want her to know it’s me taking her innocence and plowing the field.”
“Ahh, I see. You wish her taken hostage then and held in
zee back room for a particular quality of sexual pleasure? That, of course, is
much riskier, Mon Cher. With the
lack of drugs to make things hazy in her mind, she’ll be able to
identify you afterward. Once you are satisfied, cutting her throat for you and
disposing of zee body, it will cost you extra.”
“You misunderstand, madame, I don’t want her
taken hostage, either. I have no desire to rape her.”
“Qui. Of course,
seduction is much sweeter.” She touched her fingertips to her lips and made a
kissing sound, then cast her gaze at his crotch and smiled. “Obviously zee
gentleman is infatuated? Soo…an accidental meeting then…for a lesser fee,
perhaps? That will suffice? Qui?”
“She will dine with her fiancé at zee Creole Lisette
Restaurant four blocks west of here in four hours. Perhaps I could arrange he does not keep zee dinner engagement?”
“Do you wish him beaten? Stabbed? Murdered?”
“Yes.” Gabe dragged his gaze away from the curtains and
locked eyes with Madame LaRue. She
grinned. Her lips curved with the suggestion of an unpleasant, most malicious
leer he’d ever witnessed.
Shay is the author of paranormal romances, Witch’s
Brew, Witch’s Heart,Witch‘s Moon, Witch’s Magic, and Witch’s Fire.
A member of the Oklahoma Writer’s Federation, Inc.,
she has served as both a category chair and judge. Her books have been
nominated for several awards, including the prestigious P.E.A.R.L. Award for Witch’s
Magic and Witch’s Moon, which was also nominated for Best All Around
Paranormal in 2008. Witch’s Fire won Runner Up for Best Paranormal Book
of 2010 at LRC. Her latest release is a paranormal historical titled, Send
Him an Angel, book one in the Angels of Deadwood Gulch Series.
Ms. Shay also writes under the name,
Jaydyn Chelcee, and is the author of the contemporary western romances, Montana MenSeries, In the Arms of
Danger, No Holds Barred, Too Hot to Handle/Too Close to the Fire, and Wild, under the pseudonym, Jaydyn
Chelcee. Wild won first place in the
Oklahoma Writer’s Federation, Inc. in 2012.
I'd like to thank Tabitha for coming back to Labelle Books and sharing her upcoming release with us. Today she has generously offered to give one lucky commenter a pdf copy of Send Him an Angel. So please leave a comment with your email address', and follow this blog for a chance to win it.
Tabitha will announce her winner on Tuesday Oct. 15th.
Do princesses and ogres
exist in our modern world?
Pleasure to be here today with ye all. Going back to that opening question,
what would your answer be?
I’m not talking of
Fiona and Shrek or the really magical Prince Charming stuff. But real life –
how many women out there are looking for that elusive charming man?
Take, for instance,
Diya Hemant, a self-made young entrepreneur who owns her interior design
company at just twenty-four years old. A girlie girl at heart, her dream has
always been to fly of her own wings...and to find love. Aka, Prince Charming.
So you thus have a
modern-day princess, and you think that, not being a royal, she doesn’t have
stuff like protocol to deal with? Wrong, because Diya is of Indian origin.
Meaning – there’s always some tradition, customs, mores, and values to abide
by. Her mother will be pressuring her to get married ASAP to a proper suitor
(like all good ‘queens’ would). A horde of aunties would be there as Fairy
Godmothers (or even as Maleficent-type hags!).
And speaking of the
suitors, a veritable parade of idiots will be launched before her.
princesses have a way of breaking free and escaping the confines of their
castle (Diya lives alone in a traditional society that hoards kids until
marriage), and of course, in the world out there, they meet...Ogres.
Take Trent Garrison,
for example. The worst kind of savage. Absolutely no manners, an irascible
temper, and the man rarely, if ever, comes out of his lair. Too bad this lair
happens to be the flat next door to Diya’s.
When trying to escape
the ogre’s vicinity, this modern-day princess plunges into the dark forest and
comes across a shining suitor on a black horse. They say he’s a Big Bad Wolf in
disguise...but princesses rarely pay heed to anything except their hearts,
In the end, will the
ogre prove he is the real knight in shining armor before the princess ends up
Find out in the
upcoming Light My World, Book 2 of The Island Girls Trilogy by Zee Monodee
It is a truth
universally acknowledged that to find a prince, a girl has to kiss a few frogs
along the way. But what happens when a modern-day princess comes across…an
Diya Hemant is done
with her mother’s relentless matchmaking and the pressure to get married ASAP.
Hadn’t anyone told the old generation that this is Mauritius in the
twenty-first century, and not the Regency era? She yearns to find her Prince
Charming, yes, but she’ll find him on her terms. After all, she’s armed with
the definitive list of requirements that paragon of hunkiness has to possess.
When her path crosses
surly British widower Trent Garrison’s, Diya is sure she’s found an ogre of the
worst kind, and one who can never be turned into a frog, let alone a prince.
But hate at first sight
can be a powerful emotion, stronger even than instant attraction. Fate keeps
pitting them against one another. Could this be a clue that both Diya and Trent
need to find what lies in their, and each other’s, hearts?
Pulling herself out of
the dejected thought, she concentrated on the conversation, if any talk with
her mother could be called a conversation, at hand. “How are you doing, Mum?
And how’s Daddy?”
“Oh, you’ll never
Diya braced herself for
the assault on her eardrums as the outburst continued.
“There were prayers
today at Ruby’s place, and everybody was talking about your interview in WideView.”
the monthly lifestyle supplement of one of the local papers, had featured a
three-page slot on a house ALIDA had decorated. The project had been their
first break, commissioned by a friend of Ange’s mother, who had seen the scheme
the two girls had done in the Marivaux family home in the inland, posh area of
The interview in
question amounted to nothing more than a few lines here and there in the body
of the article. “I gather you’ve seen it, too. What do you think of the house?”
sweetheart. It made me so proud to tell everyone my little girl had done all of
it,” the older woman gushed, before she went quiet.
Something bad was
coming. Her mother hadn’t buttered her up for nothing.
“You know, Vimla’s
nephew just came back from England. He’s got a PhD in Econometrics from the
London School of Economics….”
he’s looking for a girl to marry. Diya didn’t
need to hear her mother say the words. Good grief, when would this sick
matchmaking game ever stop?
“Mum, it’s no. Full
stop. I’m not interested.”
The line went quiet,
before she heard a huff.
“Fine, suit yourself.
Just don’t say you never had a chance when you end up an old maid.”
She rolled her eyes
despite the fury building up inside her like steam in a pressure cooker.
“What’s so wrong with
that? It’s your generation that needs a man for everything, Mother. Not mine.”
Annoyed at having lost
her temper, and ticked by the quiet coming from the other end, she snapped,
“Oh, forget it. I’m going. Kiss for you, love to Daddy.”
She pressed her
forehead against the cool glass in the side panel of her front door.
Would her mother ever
stop irritating the hell out of her? Not likely. Gayatri Hemant lived for
torturing her daughters into culture and conventions.
Jane Elissa wrote this book to inspire other people to volunteer and help raise money for charities. Because of her charity work Jane Elissa's life took an expected turn. Diary of a Lollipop in a Peanut Factory follows Jane's growth as an artist in search of identity and a woman in need of emotional help and personal happiness. How Jane morphed into a Broadway designer/charity fundraiser extraordinaire is a heroic New York story that only she could live to tell.
Jane Elissa is a New York based artist creating artwork on canvas combining elements of paint, created appliques, vintage materials and tapestries. As an artist specializing in exalting Broadway and Times Square in collage formats on all mediums, Jane ran her atelier and set up shop in the heart of the theater district on Broadway. The stars of stage and screen were attracted to Jane's artistic rendering of Broadway, her original clothing designs, and her flamboyant personality. Not only did actresses revel in wearing her creations and making her name well known, but they invited co-stars to appear with them at fashion shows raising hundreds of thousands of dollars for leukemia research. Jane's mother, who has been plagued by the disease, was the inspiration for her daughter's passion to organize an annual charitable event.
Jane Elissa was nominated Woman of the Year 2012 by Michele Przypyszny, Executive Director of the New York City Chapter of Leukemia& Lymphoma Society(LLS) for her dedication and volunteer work in the past 25 years raising funds for cancer and leukemia research through her benefits and design with the support of her team: Team Extravaganza.
A percentage of the book sale profits will be donated to further research for the LLS and other charities.
My book is actually a very New York celebrity story wrapped around putting on fundraising events for charity. When my mother was diagnosed with Leukemia, I wanted to volunteer to raise money but being a crazy artist in my real life I never seemed to have enough money to pay the rent so how was I ever going to fundraise. Well, if you have good intentions sometimes miracles happen and I would say that my life has been somewhat of many little fortunate miracles.
That is why I wrote the book to encourage other people to volunteer and find their own amazing miracles.
The title of the book is "Diary of a Lollipop in a Peanut Factory" by Jane Elissa......
So even though I wrote an inspriational book, my favorite genre is mystery and secondly romance. THe people at Decadent asked me to be sure to include the romance element in my book and I am grateful that I did because everyone who has read it really enjoyed that part. I intend to write another book about that romance in more detail as there is a much greater and interesting story to tell. I also found that it was difficult to write about my personal life as I am a VERY shy person. I did it because Lisa from Decadent was absolutely lovely and encouraging and she was right to ask me to be very honest in the book.
I have only been an author for a little over a year. I was an English teacher and an Art teacher so it was very easy for me to come up with the cover for the book and to write. But I will say that my biggest surprise in writing the book was that the editing process was very difficult for me. It was very easy to write the book as I always have been able to write.....But to be edited and edit myself was an arduous task. It took much longer than actually writing the book.
I am hopeful that when I have some time I will be able to finish another book that I started which is going to be a comedy, mystery set in New York at an off track betting parlor. I have started it and parts of it are fantasy and parts reality. It seems to be fun to make things up and embellish them as I do in my art work.
I can honestly tell you that I have begun to do book signings and I find it wonderfully fulfilling to meet people who have worked to raise money for charity and are motivated by my book. But I have such a hard time being in front of people. I never like being the focus and yet I often am. That is a strange thing to say about myself but it is true. I do not mind the focus on my art, but on me personally it is difficult.
If your readers would like to see who Jane Elissa really is please go to janeelissa.com and hatsforhealth.com and they can see the products we make. I also have a facebook page and a page for the book on facebook. THere is also information about me if they just google my name and they can see a lot about the charity work I have done. As a matter of fact I am preparing for an event at the New York Marriott Marquis Hotel on Tuesday October 8th with performers from Broadway and daytime television. If anyone would like to come, please check my website for charity events and email me at firstname.lastname@example.org
I have also been asked to tell you people the naughtiest thing I have ever done and since I am an artist you can use your imagination to figure out all the naughty things I might have done. Believe me, I started painting and drawing nudes when I was in high school so I never had any inhibitions about the human body. I will let everyone use their imagination and tell you that the next book will have some of my crazy scenes in it.
I think my book is different because it offers a slice of life that most people may want to know about but never experience. I actually was on Broadway, on Television and met some of the biggest celebrities in entertainment and I detail these experiences with pictures in the book.
I am also offering a free book and a matching postcard and shotglass to the winner of this giveaway.
I hope you have learned something about me and if you want to know more, just get in touch.
I'd like to thank Jane for her generous work, and for sharing her experience with us today. To win her signed print book and swag please leave a comment with your email address' and follow this blog to be entered.