Damn! Missed Saturday AGAIN!!!

It's been a rough day.

Blech.

Just finished up a Cougar Challenge book, and am working hard on completing Cal's Omega, my sequel to Hallie's Cats. I've been a lazy writer this past month. Now I'm fighting to make up for it.

I missed last week on this blog because Cerise was finally back and used my day...I was so happy to see her, I didn't strangle her. :P

Anyway, Now I am using her day. Neener neener!

Aw, you can go ahead and post, Cerise...just kidding!

I just wanted to ask how everyone else's week went. The entire week wasn't a total washout. I got a couple of very nice reviews...one was a Joyfully Recommended over at Joyfully Reviewed. I have brought it over so I can grin...

Patrice over at Joyfully Reviewed said...

Jillian has had it with domineering chauvinistic boss, Mike Furie. Who cares if he is the wealthiest, sexiest man alive? He’s a jerk! As his highly paid PA, she has given up any chance of having a real life. And for what? He doesn’t even see her as a woman! Seven years of cleaning up his messes has driven her to the brink. He calls her at the last moment to fly to Aspen to run interference on a man-eating model. It’s the last straw. She’s done and plans to tell him where to stick his job. The last thing she expects is to wake up naked next to very man she hates—and who makes her crazy for him in every way.

This story made my head spin leaving in its wake a few other embarrassing reactions, which means I was nuked by a devilishly steamy read. Fran Lee, where have you been all my contemporary-romance-reading-life? After reading Jillian’s Job, it is time for me to backtrack and devour anything else Ms. Lee has published. This is a combo of Two Weeks Notice meets Sex in the City! Hmmm. Maybe we should add some extra sizzling heat to that description. Turn it up by another 100 degrees with a doubled heat index that would make a Texan wince. Jill and Mike duke it out, make-up, and get down into some heavy action that won’t quit. There’s more to this powerhouse pair than just the hot-off-the-printers-sex. Neither are just a pretty face and a fat checkbook. The character development more than makes up for the gratuitous sex scenes—ahem, you don’t see me complaining. My chief complaint is that this torrid tale was not longer. What a tease! I wanted more from this delightfully talented author with the wicked imagination. Who says contemporary romance is dead? With creative writing like Ms. Lee, I’d say it’s time for me to take a break from my paranormal sci-fi fix (like now) and catch up on the progressive goodies under this genre. Ellora’s Cave, take a bow for snatching up this gifted lady and sharing her with what I’m sure will be an ever-growing mountain of fans and readers.

Wow, Patrice...this made my whole week!

Have a wonderful Sunday, everyone...and go ahead and post now, Cerise, love. :)