Sunday, November 28, 2010

Monday Moans

Oh that man! I just read last week's Monday Moans piece. Tucker Poston. I swear. The man will be the death of me.

I should probably introduce myself before I clamor on about him. How do you do? My name is Megan Rodney. I am the full owner of Blitz Racing. We run two full time stock truck teams (think stock cars, but trucks instead). I've got one full time driver who is young and saw what Tucker wrote (but no, not Tucker). I think the world of Mathew, but he's a definitely a rookie. I said two teams. Yes, I have two. The second team is currently without a driver because the former driver...well, let's just say he didn't fit in a Blitz (tends to happen when the ego outgrows the talent and the driver spends more time in the pits and the coach than he does on track). So you could say I'm driver hunting.

Don't for one moment get that confused with man hunting. Did that, got burned royally twice, and not going through it again. With who? My ex-husband the oversexed and terror of the asphalt track, Rick Rodney. Let's say he spent more time with his junk out and about than he did at home. The other? That would be Tucker, but it's not a very long story or terribly exciting one so I'll keep it quiet.

He'd like a home at Blitz? So he can pad his resume and move on, no doubt.

**Sigh** I loved him once. Maybe even part of me still does, but it doesn't change the past. I want a man to stand beside me at the track, want to be in pictures because he loves me not the media, and the same man to cuddle me close at night when the Ohio winds pick up and snow flies. Find me that man and I'm golden.



We'll see.

Friday, November 26, 2010

Visiting at Jenika Snow's Blog!

Where am I today? Jenika Snow's blog! Want to read the interview? Sure you do. Go here:

Visit me and drop a comment. I might even give away a copy of You'll Think of Me to one random commenter.

Friday Flirts

I know, most of you are out shopping. Well, I'm not. I'm not one for the crowds, being shoved to get a cheap tv or parking out in BFE. I can't see the point in sitting in the snow/wind/rain/cold just to be the first in line for an iPad.

But that's just me.

I'd rather do my shopping online or later or (if I had my way) way early. Yes, I'm one of those irritating people who has their shopping done by Halloween. (If I don't, I chafe. Really.)

So, because I'm a derelict and forgot to mention my NEW RELEASE on RELEASE DAY. (Long story...needless to say, it was forgotten in the shuffle of life).

Get your copy of You'll Think of Me.
Not only did I get a fantastic cover, but at a little over $5, it's a steal (but don't really steal it - cuz that was another hurdle from this week).

Cade is one of my favorite characters and it's a story near and dear to my heart.

The man of her dreams finally came home from the war, but is he still the man she remembers or have his demons changed him forever?

Melanie Roberts loved her best friend more than she could ever imagine, and for longer than she wants to admit. Though once lovers, she's resigned herself to being no more than his best friend and roommate. On the eve of his return from deployment in Iraq, in order to keep her heart from breaking, she decides she's moving on—after one last sexy night.

Cade Nicholson has come to a decision. As he comes home damaged in both body and soul from his latest deployment, all he wants is to find comfort in Melanie's arms. Unsure and unsteady in expressing his love to the only woman to hold his heart, he has to find a way to convince her of his true feelings.

Can two best friends overcome their demons to prove their love for one another before past decisions come back to haunt them and it’s too late?

Reader Advisory: This book contains anal and outdoor sex.

Get your copy today!

And in other news:
Remember me talking about Please Remember Me? For all of you who read Cass and Logan's story (Right Where I Need to Be), well, PRM which is Marlon and Jade's story, is back from the CP and **I think** all the kinks are worked out. I'm writing the synopsis little by little (since they are so not fun) and hoping to have it to editor within two weeks. Am I scared? Heck yeah. Submissions are never my strong point. Stomach ends up in knots and I'm scared the editor will hate it (even after the CP's, beta readers, and everyone else whose helped in the revision/polish process has given it the go-ahead.)

So wish me luck and grab a copy of You'll Think of Me.

Ta for now! (I've got a synopsis to write.)

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

What the? Wednesdays ... Cell Phones and Shopping Carts

Okay, I know this will come off as a crank-fest, but....when you've been run over by a cart-wielding'll understand.

Happened to be at the grocery store and wandering the aisles. I know. Bringing a list would help. Sad thing? I had a list. Sometimes you just need that time with no small people or large people. Meh.

Anyway, I'm wandering down the froze food aisle when I notice this woman talking at top volume on her cell. I think to myself, gee...she's really involved in her conversation. I keep moving and yet another woman in on her cell. This time though, the woman had a small person with her. Problem? Small person is darting around the aisle. Mom/Gramma/Auntie/Babysitter (or whatever her relationship to the child) is paying NO attention. This would not normally bother me, but this time it did.


Because I just about ran the tot over. Keep this in mind: I'm wandering, so I'm not going particularly fast down the aisle. Small child runs up the aisle, screaming. Startles me because the child came from behind me. Okay, I can still deal. It was the moment the child runs IN FRONT of my cart and then STOPS that bothered me. I kid you not, I skidded to a halt because I thought I was about to run the tot over. So I say, You'd better watch where you're going.

You'd think this would be where the mother would get off the phone and harness child.

You'd be wrong.

"Don't run over my child. She's not hurting anything."

I tell you, my jaw dropped. This parent, still on the phone, mind you, couldn't bring herself to deal with the child and blamed me for minding my own business.

Now I have no problem with those who want to use cell phones in the store. You realize you're super loud--I don't want to hear you inform the person on the other end that you need to buy underwear because yours are splitting, and I really don't need to know that your gout has cleared up. When you're in the store and on the phone, you know you're not really watching where the cart is going and will take absolutely no responsibility when you run into someone ("Don't step in front of me. I had the right of way."). And then there are those with children. I am a parent and my child has been known to wander from time to time. Guess what? If you get off the phone, you know Little Johnnie has just grabbed five boxes of fruit snacks. It's true. Also, if you get off the phone and corral Little Susie, you'll find that you don't get so many rude stares from the people LS has run over as she bounds up and down the aisles.

I'm sure your conversation on the phone is important. Mine are. But think about where you are and what you're not doing in order to be on the phone talking about paint drying. We don't want to hear it and we don't want to have to play interference while buying Frosted Flakes.

Just sayin'.

Monday, November 22, 2010

Monday Moans

Ah the craziness begins. If you're like me, it's actually just finished. Confused? I can see you cocking your head like my dog, Dega.

Let me introduce myself, I'm Tucker Poston and I race stock cars for a living. Well, sort of. You see, the season just ended yesterday. I love Miami in fall. It's still like a mild spring day. Plus there's the sea salty air and the acrid tire smoke. So, the festivities and the thrill of the season are over. The hard work is ahead because we have to prepare for next season. Thanksgiving? Christmas? Yeah, they're coming up, but not as essential as tire tests and dyno testing. Come on. I'm a competitor. I want to win, not watch the race from the bleachers.

But that's part of my problem. see, my team decided I wasn't amounting to the next best thing to sliced bread. Sucks. I'm free to seek other employment. Translation: find another team and don't the door slam you in the butt on the way out. Fine. I've got my skills and I can drive when the machinery is up to par. I've got some options. She just doesn't realize it yet.


I'm telling you, Megan Rodney was my future back when I was young and dumb and full of vinegar. Was. Yeah, you read that right. She was until I jacked it up. I got a bit ahead of myself and thought I didn't need her love and support. Heck, she was just a kid like me when I started out. But she loved me back then. My ego got the best of me and I pushed her aside thinking the glitz and glamour were more important. They ain't what they're cracked up to be.

You might be thinking at this point that I plan to crawl back to her to get a job.


But, that's not the only thing and certainly not the important part. Yes, she owns a team and yes, she's looking for development talent. Difference? I might need a ride, but I'm also willing to beg if it means being more than just her driver. I want everything. I want the house, the dogs, and the beautiful girl.

This ain't regular rubbin' is racin'. This is the chance to make my life what it should've been from the start.

I'll let you go. I've got a team owner to woo.


Friday, November 19, 2010

Friday Flirts

So I haven't been real good about posting my Friday Flirts. Going to be honest for a moment. I'd like to say it's because I've been neck-deep in a WIP.

Not exactly.

Sure, I'm writing. I'm not exactly sure what I'd do if I wasn't. But at the same time, I've had to let more than a couple things impede my forward momentum. Is it all bad? Nah. It's life. Yanno?

So am I working on something? Yup. Want to know more about them? Sure! I'd love to share.

I am on the cusp of having Please Remember Me done. It's Jade's story. Remember her? She's the socialite PITA from Right. I love her because I really got to know her. I think you'll like her, too. Oh, but you'd like to know the hero. Deputy Marlon Cross. Think Ewan McGregor. That's who I had in mind as I wrote. There's a peeper, a giggly older lady, and a Basset Hound named Sparky. Want to read it? Well, I have to finish, but I'll get moving.

I have to write a synopsis and I'm scared to death that the book isn't good enough. Why? It's like this: when Right was subbed, the process was almost like a fairy tale. It happened rather smoothly and was a bit too easy. Now before you get on my case, I'm not sure how the heck I did it. Really. I worked darn hard on the MS and sent it to the CP and editor. Apparently the editor liked it. So I am just about to the cross roads with PRM. I've sent it to a CP (Three actually) and worked to revise and correct. But I'm scared to death. What if the magic with Right isn't there? What if it's turned down because it's too long? What if there is a major plot hole that no one noticed? What if it just doesn't move the editor?

So yeah, I'm just a little bit scared. (But I have my BFF standing by with pom poms. And yeah, that makes me feel pretty good.)

I'm also still plugging along on Gypsy's story (from My Immortal) and my menage story (currently titled Savin' Me).

So wish me luck as I kick my butt and get moving on PRM. Watch me work! :)

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Thank You Thursday

There's been some changes so I wanted to make today my thank you day to my editor. She isn't my editor anymore, but after four books worth of hard work, she deserves a thanks!

I didn't know over a year ago how rough my work was. At the time I thought it was pretty polished. I subbed and nothing. Guess I just needed to find the right person. My sub found her inbox and the rest is history--sort of.

It wasn't all, "yes, I want this". I'll be honest. She actually rejected and asked for revisions on the sub. I thought my world would end. How could I have possibly screwed up an 11k ms that bad?

Ah, I had to get my ego in check a bit. Once I did that, and found a fantastic CP to go through the story line by line (Chele was a Godsend--still is). Then the story was good enough and clean enough.

Again, it wasn't super easy. There's that response time. (Enter ear worm) "The waiting is the hardest part". No kidding. I knew better than to expect an immediate response. I mean, sheesh, I wasn't important or anything. When the acceptance finally came, I screamed.

Thus started a four book relationship. It's nice to have someone who understands the point you're trying to get at, even when you aren't sure. And someone to talk to about a change that you think might totally ruin the story. Oh and the response time? Hey, it sped up a bit and you won't hear me complain in the least.

The editor/author part has come to an end and though I'm sad, I'm glad, too. I learned a lot and how have to face the challenge of wowing another editor. So thanks Jess for rooting for me and showing me I have what it takes.

You rock!

What the? Wednesday - I finally hit my goal...

November is the month of pressure. No kidding. For some reason, I seem to take on about fifty more projects than even the most organized person can accomplish, and somehow I can't understand why I can't get them all done.

But to my What the? I stress myself out with things like NaNoWriMo. Guess what? I'm hovering at 13.5k. Not a huge shocker. It's been put in the background a bit. But really, why do I do this to myself? I can't tell you, so I'm not sure why I'm complaining other than I needed to tell someone.

And now to my goal. Not the 50k. HA! No, I had this goal to reach 65k in a WIP. I managed to hit it finally today. Remember, this is my NaNo story from LAST year. I worked all year to polish it (and I put it up for a while because, hey, I knew in the December 1st format, it wasn't ready for anything). So I'm cheering my little milestone and wondering if I can possibly reach my 50k NaNo goal.

Somehow, I doubt it.

Monday, November 15, 2010

Monday Moans

Ok, just for a friend of mine, I'm putting in a pic today. He complained I don't have any pretty pics ~~ translation, I don't have any of girls. Brat. So, here are some girl ones.

I really want to write about her...soon.

Love this one.

Always a favorite.

Friday, November 12, 2010

Friday Flirts

Got some great new idears, but I thought I'd give a shout out to the upcoming works. This is Friday Flirts, you know.

November 22 -
You'll Think of Me releases at Total-E-Bound.

The man of her dreams finally came home from the war, but is he still the man she remembers or have his demons changed him forever?

Melanie Roberts has loved her best friend more than she could ever imagine, and
for longer than she wants to admit. Though once lovers, she's resigned herself to being no more than his best friend and roommate. On the eve of his return from deployment in Iraq, in order to keep her heart from breaking, she's moving on -- after one last sexy night.

Cade Nicholson has come to a decision. As he comes home damaged in both body and soul from his latest deployment, all he wants is to find comfort in Melanie's arms. Unsure, and unsteady in expressing his love to the only woman to hold his heart, he has to find a way to convince her of his true feelings.

Can two best friends overcome their demons to prove their love for one another before past decisions come back to haunt them and it’s too late?

January 2011 -
Tangled Up from Total-E-Bound

What if the person you want for the rest of your life isn’t one... but two?

Mindy Mayes knew her husband was bisexual from the moment they met. She loved Arran with her whole heart until the day he asked for a separation to be with his partner, Sav. Through the ups and downs of life after the marriage, she, Arran and Sav remained close.

Things are about to change.

Though he walked away, Arran’s never given up on a life with Mindy. He’s in love with Sav and totally committed. But it’s his wedding anniversary. What if they took the threesome created out of friendship and made it into something more?

Maybe the perfect number is three after all.

And coming February 2011 - from Total-E-Bound
Careless Whisper

He’s her kinkiest desire, if she’s willing to open her heart and believe in him.

The dead don’t always rest in peace. Some stick around to make the lives of the living hell on Earth. Ryan Black knows the frustration of dealing with the dead. He’s a Ghost Explorer. He’s conquered houses filled with apparitions, abandoned school buildings that house angry vermin, and managed to woo the female population of Snake Falls, Ohio. But he’s about to face his toughest challenge, convincing sceptical Samara Jacobs she not only shares his gift, but holds his heart.

Women fall at Ryan Black’s feet and Samara’s determined not to be one of the many—that is until she’s forced to work with him. He’s certain ghosts exist and willing to prove it. The more she gets to know the man behind the television persona, she decides the handsome klutz who chases things that go bump in the night isn’t so silly after all. But is he worthy of her love?

This book contains anal sex and a little harmless domination.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Thank You Thursdays

Thank you for racing. You all know I love me some racing, but there is one division that holds my heart. Yes, it's Late Model Dirt Racing, World of Outlaws style!

Thank you to Tim McCreadie and Josh Richards for making it look like a whole lotta fun to drive fast and turn left.

Ain't it a purty car?

My, sir, that's some massive...wood...

He looks young, but don't let the baby face fool you. He's got skills.

Nothin' purtier than a shiny new race car.

Here's a video (courtesy of Texas Dirt Network)

Well, I'm ready to go write a hot and heavy race car romance... be back....later

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

What the? Wednesdays - Silly Catch Lines

I went on vacation. Yup, sure did. You wondered why the posts were a tad...thin? Hey, I can't come up with lots of witty things in advance. Sorry. Anyway, while I was on vacation, I saw a couple hilarious catch phrases and or silly signs.

"Work 'n' Woody"

Yes, my perverted mind so didn't take that as the little push car for the race cars. Nope. It was a-pushin' but not cars.

"Slick Woody's Corn Hole"

Come on. It's a corn hole business, but man oh man, my brain read something totally different into it. And if you aren't sure, corn hole is that game with two boards, elevated a bit with a hole in the middle of said board to throw corn filled bags (aka bean bags with corn) in them. Like horse shoes, kinda...

"Fatz Cafe"

Just sounds...wrong...but I guess they have good food.

"Kevin and Gary's World Tour"

Reminded me of "Zack and Miri Make a Porno". I have friend named Gary and Kevin and since I haven't heard a whole heckuva lot from Kevin....they could be on a world tour.

I had more signs, but I lost the paper I wrote them down on. I'll hunt and get back to you.

Monday, November 8, 2010

Tasty Tuesday! New Cover!!!!

I wanted to share with y'all. This turned out way cooler than I had pictured in my head. I have to say the Total-E-Bound artists rock. I'm a lucky writer girl!

Monday Moans

The boys are all rioting. They can't decide who got to talk, so I put them in their places. Hee hee. I'm evil. Enjoy the dual eye candy while they fret that I put them all in time out. ***muwhahahahahahaah***

Notice my torture theme?

They did, too.

Friday, November 5, 2010

Friday Flirts! A New Contract!

Remember the Ghost story I talked about? Heck, Ryan stopped by already to chatter about it (he loves to chatter). Well, with a little love, care, and lots of polish, I sent it in. I gave up talking about what I've subbed because, well, I hate redacting and I hate getting my own hopes up. So even tho I let him chatter, I really didn't say I'd subbed it.

My editor loved my concept and the story and contracted it! Careless Whisper will come out late February 2011. Cool, ain't it? I'm stoked. Squee!

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Thank You Thursday

I'm slacking. Can't you tell? Yup, slack days mean hot guy pics. :::Shrugs::: Gotta get inspired somehow. :P

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

What the? Wednesday

I really don't have any complaints today. It's my b-day, so I'm pretty good. In fact, as a present to you, I'm posting some of my favorite eye candy.


Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Cover Faery Visited!!!

Squee! I wrote a MMF story..Arran's story. And I got the cover this AM. I love, love, love it. Total-E-Bound has the best covers.

What do you think?

I'm good. Real good.

Monday, November 1, 2010


I've had three books pubbed at Total-E-Bound. I love it there. Really. Want to know more about me? Well, they've made ME the Author Spotlight This month! How cool, yanno?

Want to read it? Sure you do. I wrote it and I wanted to read it. :P

Tell me what you think!

Monday Moans

Wendi was part of a halloween hunt, and a guest blog, and pimped Megan and Kealie's stuff, as well as pimping Menagerie stuff (did you read that story...whew!) Then there's the excitement of halloween, cuz yanno, halloween is a lot of work and play.

So she's letting me talk...well, write. Anywho...the name's Rhett. Rhett Ione. I'm in the Air Force and my blood runs red, white, and blue. Or jet fuel. Either works. Give me a curvy woman--blondes are my poison--or a gun metal grey beaut, yanno, the kind that have props, jet engines, and mega fire power.

Want to know more about me? I love tats, but know when to keep them contained. Hey, I won't lie, I like women. Tall, short, curvy, blonde, brunette...ok, blondes are my poison, like I said, but guys can look.

Why am I here? Wendi invited me. Her book, You'll Think of Me comes out on November 22 and, you guessed it, I'm in the book. I love both Cade and Mel (not in that way, he'd kick my ass--for seeing him in that way and because if Cade thought I wanted to be with Mel in that way, I'd lose my nads. Hey, Cade's my boy, but his last deployment to Iraq was anything but fun. Yeah, I worry about him. But I know Mel is the one woman who is strong enough to deal with him and love him the way he needs.

Man...I hate when I get deep. Makes me all depressed. Damn.

Ok, I'm going back to doing something involving juggies and beer.