If you have a hankerin’ for a cowboy this Christmas, then this is the anthology for you. It’s three short stories that are packed full of hot cowboys who know how to heat up the holidays. My new anthology with Emma Cane and Jennifer Ryan is out in ebook today and out in paperback on December 23rd!!
If you haven’t read my contemporary romance, Hunk for the Holidays—or if you want an excellent holiday gift for a friend:o)—now’s your chance to get the ebook version for only $1.99 from December 9th thru January 6th, 2013!!
Here’s a list of the blog tour stops for All I Want for Christmas is a Cowboy, my anthology with Emma Cane and Jennifer Ryan. Stop by to chat and for a chance to win great prizes!
Dec 2nd- Mythical Books- Guest Post
Dec 9th- Urban Girl Reader- Guest Post
Dec 16th- Once Upon a Book- Review
As much as I love the convenience of ebooks or being able to grab a paperback while shopping for shampoo and eggs, there is nothing like stepping into a store solely dedicated to books. When I walk through the doors, I always feel like Alice in Wonderland–I’m just waiting for a white rabbit to catch my attention and lure me into an amazing journey. Being in a bookstore is like wallowing in literature. I love to browse my favorite genre section or just walk aisle by aisle and see what jumps out at me. Then there’s the joy of pulling that book off the shelf and caressing the spine as I study the cover, read the blurb on the back, and turn to any page I want–any page at all. It’s truly a divine experience, and I couldn’t imagine a world without bookstores.
Which is why I think this is such a great idea:
Sherman Alexie, an award-winning author, is teaming up with the American Booksellers Association on “Indies First,” a new campaign that encourages authors to work as volunteers at their favorite independent bookstores on Small Business Saturday (November 30), a shopping day that is very important to retailers.
So far, over 400 authors have signed up–me included. Yes, I’ll be gift wrapping, straightening shelves, or just chatting with customers at my local bookstores (Bookworks and Page One) on November 30. And if you live in Albuquerque, I hope you’ll stop by and say “hi.” If you don’t live in Albuquerque, I hope you’ll stop by your local bookstore and show them a little love this holiday season. Not only will you have an opportunity to meet a favorite author, but you’ll also get the chance to find your own “white rabbit” and take an amazing journey:o)
My youngest daughter had a Halloween Party this past weekend. And as you can probably tell, the Lanes love this crazy holiday:o)
For those of you who emailed me wondering when my books would be available in your country, they should be available (in ebook English form) now in the UK, Europe, Australia, India, and Africa. And will be available within the next week or so in South America, Caribbean,and Asia. Yippee! And if you live in any of these countries and get my ebooks, I would love to hear from you and see how it went:o)
After Roo rolled around in something that smelled like a mixture of cat poo and burnt leaves, I decided it was time for a trip to the groomers. Except taking your puppy for the first time to the groomers can be as traumatic as taking your child to the first day of kindergarten. Especially when I had never left Roo before. And when the grooming tables looked a little like something that belonged in Christian Grey’s Room of Pain with their dangling leashes and selection of paddle brushes.
“She has a very low tolerance for pain,” I said as I hugged Roo tight. (I wasn’t sure about this, but I have a low tolerance for pain so I just assumed like mama like dog daughter.)
“Yes, ma’am,” the teenager with the black fingernail polish and more earrings than Jack Sparrow said. ”I’ve been doing this for years and I’ll be very gentle.”
“And don’t get soap in her eyes.”
“Right. I won’t get soap in her eyes.”
“And she doesn’t like pink bows.”
“Yes, ma’am.” The teenager pried Roo out of my arms, and I stood there and watched as she took Roo back to the doggie shampooing room.
With nothing else to do, I walked out of the grooming area. Of course, I didn’t go far. I stood at the big picture window with my nose almost touching the glass as I waited for Roo to come back. I did the same thing with my youngest daughter during her ballet class. I would stand there and do the hokey pokey with the teacher when my daughter’s attention span had lapsed and I thought I was the only one who could get it back. And I might’ve stood there and demonstrated to Roo a perfect sit if Hubba hadn’t called and, when I told him what I was doing, given me strict orders to get out of the store!
I didn’t. I lurked around the Halloween cat toys until at least fifteen store clerks asked me if I needed help–something that never happens when I’m struggling with a 30 pound bag of puppy chow. Feeling guilty, I purchased a Teenie Greenie, a ball, and a stuffed devil dog toy. I haven’t even finished scribbling my credit card signature with the invisible ink pen when my cell phone rang.
“Roo is ready to be picked up,” the girl said when I answered.
“Yes. You can pick her up anytime.”
I smiled at the cashier. ”Well, I guess I could come now.”
When I got to the grooming section, there was my little fluffed princess with a pretty harvest orange bow in her hair. If she had been tortured, she looked like she’d enjoyed it:o)
At a 4th of July party at my oldest daughter’s house, my granddaughter found a nest of eggs. We soon discovered that they were duck eggs when Mrs. Ritz Quackers (we thought this appropriate since she came from the country club golf course) came back to nest.
Since the nest was right next to a ledge, my granddaughters built “The Duck Walk” so the ducklings wouldn’t fall off when they hatched. And guess what? When those little babies came out, they used it!
Mrs. Quackers is a very good mother. Like most moms, when there’s one kid who refuses to get out of the pool, she gives him what for:o)
Unfortunately, nature can be brutal. We lost two baby ducklings to Mr. Hawk–even though my daughter races out with arms flapping every time she sees him swooping.
Because of him and the owls that live on the golf course, my daughter feeds the ducklings, allows them to swim in her pool, and put up a net for them to hide beneath until their chances of survival are better. Of course, there’s one problem with this plan–why would they want to leave?
And the winner of my Big Honkin’ Flirting with Texas Gift Box is Judith Gamache! Congrats, Judith, and check your emails so you can claim your prize.
The runners up and winners of an autographed book are Cathy Genna and Sarah Gibson. And the winner of the $50 gift card is Lori Hunt. Congrats everyone! And thanks to all who signed up for my newsletter. More books and prizes to come–so you could be the next big winner!
This box is filled with things that remind me of scenes in Flirting with Texas. Hot Cowboy Apron. (Beau is the hottest cowboy ever. And who doesn’t want to cook with a hot cowboy–or multiple hot cowboys?) “Cowgirl’s Rule” Metal Wall Hanging. (Jenna is a cowgirl and wants to rule just about everything.) A Bright Pink Backpack. (The two in the story are black, but pink is so much cuter. And I should tell you that it’s not filled with drug money.) A Central Park Carriage Coaster Set. (The runaway Central Park carriage ride.) “The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas” DVD. (There’s nothin’ dirty going on at The Henhouse, not when it happens in Miss Hattie’s bathtub.) Tim McGraw’s Greatest Hits CD. (The song “Live Like You Were Dying” inspired Beau’s story.) Cherry Body Lotion. (Jenna’s scent that helps Beau get the hitch out of his giddy-up.) A Church Supper Cookbook (For my sweet Pastor Robbins and Marcy.). The First Five Books from the Deep in the Heart of Texas Series. (Personally autographed by Yours Truly.) And a few other goodies!
Two runners-up will each get an autographed copy of Flirting with Texas.
And the great part about this giveaway is that the only thing you have to do to enter is sign up for my newsletter. (See sign-up on this page.) If you’re already signed up, you’re already entered in the giveaway. I will draw the winners from my newsletter list on Monday, August 12, so watch your emails. And I’ll announce the winners right here on my website the following day.
I’m sorry to say that, with the cost of mailing a big honkin’ box, this contest is only open to US residents. But never fear my buds living in beautiful foreign countries. I haven’t forgotten you. You have a chance to win a $50 Amazon gift card. All you have to do to enter is reply back to the newsletter, I will be sending you after you sign up, with your name and Non-US mailing address.