Happy Friday, everyone! So I adore the College Humor guys and the skits they create. I’ve been following them for years. Their skit series called “Full Benefits” about an office romance is hilarious! I’m going to post the first few for you. You can watch them all on YouTube, if interested. Enjoy!
Please Welcome a great friend and awesome writer, Veronica Forand to KickAss Chicks. When I suggested Veronica to the other Chicks, I received a resounding “HELL YES” from all. We think she’s awesome and are so proud to have her hear today talking about her latest release, Simmering Ice.
Welcome to KickAss Chicks, Veronica. We’re so happy you could stop in. You are most definitely KickAss and your latest release proves the point.
Veronica – Susan Scott Shelley and I wrote “Simmering Ice” as a follow-up to the book “Flirting on Ice.” It’s about Alec “Sequoia” O’Meara, the starting right wing on the team, and Annie Davidson, a physical therapist with low self esteem. They meet at a charity event at the hospital. Alec, a widow, is cautious to connect seriously with another woman. He prefers keeping things low key. When he sees Annie, her red hair reminds him of his late wife, but that’s the only similarity. They take their relationship slow and practically need a therapist to get over their personal issues, but they are perfect for each other and getting together is inevitable.
A.S. – What made you want to write a hockey romance?
Veronica – I love sports of all kinds. I played soccer in college and still play on a team decades later. Hockey, soccer, and football are my favorite sports to watch. Susan is a dedicated athlete as well. Her knowledge of sports stats is unbelievable. Follow her fantasy football team. She rocks.
We chose hockey, because the sport has some of the most dedicated athletes out there. They are tough, skillful, and incredibly focused. When one of them focuses on a relationship, it’s as intense as their focus on the ice.
A.S. – How did you and Susan Scott Shelley (Also totally awesome and kickass) decide to write these books together?
Veronica – We started as critique partners. We came up with an idea for a football story and had a blast writing the characters and plotting out where we wanted the story to go. That story “Tackled By The Girl Next Door“ sold to The Wild Rose Press and was released in September 2014. We sold “Flirting on Ice” to Entangled Publishing and kept writing.
A.S. – What’s it like writing with another author?
Veronica – The writing part is fun. We both are perfectionists and recognize when a suggestion from the other makes the story better. I love Susan’s writing voice. She writes the female POV, and I write the male POV. The blending of our voices works seamlessly.
It’s always a challenge with two names on the covers and in the contracts, because publishers are not always used to having two authors per book. We have to be vigilant about making sure both names are included on all forms of publicity.
A.S. – What’s next for you?
Veronica – “True Deceptions” the second romantic thriller in my True Lies series will be published October 20, 2015 with Entangled Publishing. Simon, the hero was introduced in the book “Untrue Colors,” and I’m excited to share his story.
Favorite Things: Hiding away at my cabin in the woods, brownies, and a red fleece blanket that travels with me and is always on my lap when I write.
Pet Peeves: Crowds, waiting in line, and misunderstandings.
Addictions: Coffee, Facebook.
Kick Ass Superpower: Sarcasm.
Find out more about Veronica Fornand here: http://www.veronicaforand.com . You can see why we’ve dubbed her an Honorary KickAss Chick. Thanks so much, Veronica, for stopping by today.
The back cover from Simmering Ice:
When the gloves come off, she’s worth the penalty…
Physical therapist Annie Davidson is great at her job but unlucky when it comes to love. She’s just out of a bad relationship. A really bad relationship. All she can do is focus on work…that is until she runs into professional hockey player Alec O’Meara. She’s a touch insecure and doesn’t understand why he’s interested in her.
Despite being one of the biggest players on the team, right wing Alec O’Meara prefers finesse over force. After the tragic death of his wife, he likes to keep things loose on and off the ice. But the red-headed Annie challenges his beliefs and makes him think about taking their relationship to the net.
The passion and fun they share is addicting and makes them long for more. But her insecurities that she’s not good enough, and his anxiety over a long-term commitment will keep them apart, unless they can find a way to break through the defenses they’ve built around their hearts.
Please welcome another guest author for the next installment of our serial story, What If You Fly? As always, if you want to read the entire story, it’s available on Wattpad.
She heard his muttered curse.
“David,” she responded, trying to rise from the fog her brain had sunken into. “I’m not sure I’m—“
“—ready to hear this? Too late, Cupcake.” He lifted her in his arms. “You’re a part of it. Have been ever since Mazie and I got in town. I brought all this bad news with me. I’m sorry, Liv. But if you’ll work quickly to get over our past, maybe we can get on with a future. That is, if they let us live that long.”
She wriggled and made him put her down. The blood from the crumpled man’s form had begun to travel. “For crap’s sake, David, don’t let Mazie in here. She cannot see that.”
As if she had been conjured, Mazie walked out into the garage.
David turned and blocked the view. “Can I just say, you have impeccable timing, little girl?”
Mazie grinned up at him, a stuffed dog lolling over her arm. “I’m ready to go to Grammy’s, Daddy.”
He ushered her to the opposite side of the car and settled her into the back seat. Olivia gingerly stepped over the body and slid into the front passenger’s seat. David slid an S&W under his seat before turning the key in the ignition.
Olivia’s knees had turned into pudding and the sight of the gun had been the last straw. “Why do you have that? And what the, you-know-what, is going on?”
He grinned at her as he backed down the driveway. “Let’s just say that I got into some gambling debt after we parted company. The people I owe money to are after what I owe. They won’t stop with breaking my legs. I came to town to bring my child to the one person in the world who would take care of her while I try to fix this once and for all. They found me a lot sooner than I thought they would.”
“Me?” She was dumb-struck. Where was the child’s mother?
He read her mind. “Her mother is dead. You’re my last hope, Liv.”
“Does she know?”
“Yes, and no. I gave her the six year old’s version. It was tough on both of us, and then I had to plan…”
“And what is the plan, David? You’ve put both of us in danger now, and neither of us is prepared for anything.”
“You’re both going to Mazie’s maternal grandparent’s house. He’s a retired cop, and has connections to keep you safer than I can. His place is like an armored castle. Meanwhile, I’m going to disappear for a while.”
She gasped. “Again? You’re leaving me again?”
“Let’s get one thing straight, Liv. I intend, at the very least, to remain in contact via phone, although I hope for more. Bill, Mazie’s grandfather is working to get us into witness protection. I just have to pull the heat away from her…you…us. Once it all gets set up, we can have that life we talked about so many years ago. Mazie trusts you. We just have to trust one another, right?” He glanced over at her. “Please, Olivia. There is no one else I trust not to turn me in.”
“Don’t be so sure,” Liv answered. “Part of me wants you to stop this car and let me out. Let me out of this whole stinking business. Part of me wants to beat the snot out of you for waltzing in here and ruining my life. AGAIN. I mean, that was a real man, with a real bullet—you know.” She glanced over her shoulder at Mazie. The child was sleeping. “I used to think I knew what was what with you. Now? Not so much.”
“Please, Liv. I need you. Mazie needs you. It was kill or be killed. He would have hurt Mazie, so I took him out. I’ve never been an angel, but you know me, or at least you did. I’m still in here.” He tapped his chest with a finger. “At least some part of the guy you used to know is in there. Right now, he’s a little screwed up, a whole lot scared because I have to run. Have to. But I swear on my baby’s life I‘ll be back. Be back with no issues and this nightmare will be over. We can start again. She needs a good woman to be her mother.”
“Is that a proposal?”
He grabbed her hand and squeezed. “It’s just a down payment, but there’s plenty more where that came from.”
She straightened and stared ahead at the road winding before them. “I have said a lot of terrible things about you in the years gone by. But you know what?” She looked over at him. “I never said anything about insanity.”
“We’ll go slow,” he promised, lifting her fingers to his lips.
“Damn skippy. Painfully slow.”
He stroked her hand with his fingers, relaxing her. “Does that mean you’re ready to do this?”
She closed her eyes and whispered. “I always was a sucker for a dare. Geronimo.”
A great big THANK YOU to all the authors who participated in our serial story What if you Fly. If you’d like to know more about them you can find out more by clicking on their name.
This has been great fun. It incredible how many different twist the story took. Hope you all enjoyed it as well. Standby for more great stuff from the Chicks.
Hello everyone, Kyra here having a total fan girl moment as I introduce this week’s Honorary Chick. While writing may be in and of itself a solitary process, I don’t know anyone who spends their entire writing journey living inside a box, cut off from the world. Most of us, at one time or another, seek out help. Advice. Maybe even a shoulder to cry on, or an ear to vent to. In my early writing days, another local author repeatedly mentioned one name that she believed every new writer should seek out: Kristen Lamb.
Check out her blog, this gal said. Kristen’s got great advice, she said.
While both statements are true, they don’t do justice to the Warrior Writers blog or its author—who, by the way, is also the founder of the grass roots “We Are Not Alone” (W.A.N.A) online writer support group. To do that, you’d need to add in many more descriptive words and phrases than we have room for in this post. But the ones that come to my mind when I think of Kristen Lamb, after following her blog for several years now, include the following: inspire, empower, embolden, educate, and, last but not least, entertain.
(Oh, yeah—I’m a total sucker for sarcasm, and Kristen adds a healthy dose to every post.)
So, without further ado, please join me in welcoming this week’s well-deserved Honorary KickAss Chick, Kristen Lamb.
Kristen, why do you tell our readers a little about yourself, what you do, and why.
I am going to start off saying that I feel super weird talking about myself because the only reason I get to do what I love is because it is and has always been about others. Probably the only selfish decision I ever made was leaving sales to become a writer. I was the target of yet another office bully and got tired of having to throw up on the way to work every day, so I decided to take the leap and go after “the dream.” Of course my family only heard something akin to, “Hey, I’m blah blah joining a cult blah blah throwing away expensive college degree blah blah writer blah blah probably going to starve.”
Those early days of being a writer SUCKED…especially when my family was paying those people who deprogram Scientology converts to talk me into a “real job.” I was really lost and had to learn stuff the hard way. Finding mentors was brutal and often involved me just stalking authors I admired until they either answered my questions or got a restraining order.
Thus, much of what I do revolves around this idea of, “We are not alone.” I never wanted anyone to feel the way I did. I wanted to do something, so I did. With W.A.N.A. we can go for the dream. Family and friends might not understand, but WE do. You have a tribe. WE are your peeps who “get” you. In the beginning, I personally wanted to be there for every newbie author who wanted to cry and give up. Of course, that was delusional but, hey, I’m a writer. Delusional just goes with it. But, after gathering an amazing group of people with the same vision, I realized that I WAS NOT ALONE. I could simply be a conduit for a lot of love and support. This became what we now know as W.A.N.A. and we affectionately call ourselves WANAs. My latest book Rise of the Machines—Human Authors in a Digital World is just as relevant two years later because it hinges on relationships, not technology.
My days revolve around W.A.N.A. and also this weird dream that one day my house will finally be CLEAN. I blog three days a week and take care of family. I run W.A.N.A. International and also help out with the family sign business. On top of this, I homeschool my five-year-old son (The Spawn). I taught him how to play my Xbox 360, thus when I am not writing, I am yelling things like, “No! Get the SHOTGUN! A sniper rifle is useless for killing zombies up close! Burst fire! You’re wasting ammo!”
I blog and write and research and clean and then haul Spawn off to Brazilian Jiu Jitsu in the evenings where I assist the kid’s BJJ class. Then it’s my turn to be used as a Human Swiffer for an hour. Hey, I’m a writer. We are masochists.
Now for a little fun, some Rapid Fire questions near and dear to the heart of any KickAss Chick. (And sorry, no Texas firing ranges required.)
Brazilian Jiu Jitsu, Dungeons & Dragons, zombies, horror movies, craft supplies, my Kindle (The Precious), LOVE TEACHING, speaking, HBO series
People who rant on Facebook, spammers, book spam, junk mail
HBO series, e-books, and OMG! Craft stores! I need a 12 Step program for my crochet habit.
Kick Ass Superpower:
Humor, Genetically Enhanced Sea Monkeys
Your best book boyfriend:
- For the night: Eric Northman
- For a dirty weekend: Eric Northman
- To have and to hold: Eric Northman
I read the Sookie Stackhouse Mysteries and told y’all I was addicted to HBO. Don’t judge me 😛
Kristen, thank you so much for carving out time from your blogging and writing to stop by and share with us today! Be sure to say “hello” to Kristen while you’re here, and check out her blog at https://warriorwriters.wordpress.com .
Bengals Quest (#30 Breed Series)
Now calling himself Graeme, he hides in plain sight, terrifyingly close to his goal. A rogue Bengal Breed, he has loyalties to no one but himself. And he has a need for vengeance that surges hot and swift through his veins.
Graeme plans to exact an extreme and ruthless vendetta against those who wronged him—Breed and human alike. All will suffer his wrath: those who created him, those who pretended to love him, and those who betrayed him.
That includes the one at the center of it all: a seductive, enigmatic woman helpless against the man whose desire is just as desperate as his need to destroy.
And he’s on her scent…
Word has it that singer and former pop idol George Michael celebrated a birthday this past week. And as he was a bit of an influence to several of us chicks in our younger years, I thought it only right to pay tribute to him this Fun Guy Friday. And, in typical Kyra style, I’m offering the tribute with a fun twist–it’s the infamous Sexy Sax Man paying homage to Michael’s first solo single after the Wham! days, “Careless Whisper”.
Enjoy, and be on alert–you never know when the Sexy Sax Man might turn up in your neck of the woods. Or school. Or shopping center. Or football game. Or…
Happy Friday, everyone!
Every once in a while, you meet someone who is so charming and so innately funny you just can’t help being a leeettle jealous of them. For me, that would be Tracey Gee of LovExtra.com. I love to stop by and read her blogs, especially on a blue Monday (or any other day of the week) because I know I’ll end up with a smile. She’s been nominated as a KickAss Blogger not only because of her sense of humor, but because of the way she supports authors on all social media.
Welcome Tracey! We’re glad you’re here.
Tell us a little about yourself, what you do, and why.
I’m a crabby old bat who loves romance novels and cozy mysteries. I’m easily distracted, portly and perimenopausal. A relentless gamer, I keep the BFG 9000 in my girdle. In my spare time, I eat stress. Lots of it.
I’m trying desperately to write a book which is worthy of a publisher’s notice. Or my cat’s notice. Anyone’s notice. Someone notice me, please! But only if I’ve done something good. Please stop noticing my foibles. They are many. Moral of any story? Hire an editor.
In the absence of all this, I play classical guitar, and go to Zumba as much as possible, trying to amortize the outrageous cost of my sports bra.
Now for what you really want to know. Those Rapid Fire questions dear to the heart of any KickAss Chick.
Favorite Things: Cats, Coffee, Chocolate. The 3 Cs of Evil
Pet Peeves: People who snap their fingers when they walk. I aim my Ack Ack of Hate on you.
Addictions: Cats, coffee, chocolate.
Kick Ass Superpower: I can see through walls, and I can withstand the forces of the 5,000 Second Rule if chocolate is involved.
Your best book boyfriend:
- For the night: Eric Northman
- For a dirty weekend: Eric Northman
- To have and to hold: Mr Darcy, because I wore Eric Northman out. I know Mr Darcy will appreciate my newfound skill-set and pay for my chiropractor.
Is anyone else still laughing about the Ack Ack of Hate? Or the 5,000 second rule? Going to have to remember that one if I ever drop chocolate. Oh, who am I kidding? I hoover up chocolate so fast there is no time for it to fall on the floor.
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