Showing posts with label New Years. Show all posts
Showing posts with label New Years. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 1, 2013

New Years and Sexy Hot Fun!



The new year means lots of naughtiness. It's always fun to be naughty. I've been told I'm on the permanent naughty list. Works for me. I have more fun that way. How've I been naughty this year? I wrote a couple of BDSM stories that I love and got to do lots of exploring to learn about what I wrote about.

For this next year, I plan to stay naughty. My goals are to finish at least three short stories featuring more BDSM. I plan on submitting to a couple of new to me publishing houses and not giving up. Seems simple, but sometimes simple is the hardest thing to do. Grin. I'll give it my naughty best.

Now for you for this year, there are a lot of prizes up for grabs. Including:



$100 gift card to EdenFantasys


AND




I'm giving away a copy of The Phantom of the Opera, my Clandestine Classic. So...What do you have to do to get your name in the hat for all these prizes? Simple. Leave a comment about your New Year's Resolution or lack thereof, your name and your email. We can't contact you if you don't leave an email. So go forth and comment! And so you can keep hopping once you've commented here, the linky list is below. Be sure to stop at all the sites to maximize your entering potential! And thank you for stopping by my blog. I'm glad you were here!

Thursday, January 5, 2012

Memories, Memories!



First of all I want to Thank Carrie Ann Ryan for throwing the hop. What a doggoned blast! Thanks to everyone who commented and I hope you continue to enjoy the blog now that the hop festivities are over. I appreciate you as readers and commenters. :-) You all rock!

So Who WON the hop prize?

Jean P

I've contacted Jean off list, but again, thanks to you all and let's have a fantastic 2012!!!

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

My Fondest New Years Memory...


For the hop, we're sharing our favorite New Year's Memory. Well, New Years has come and gone, but there's one I'll always remember.

Anyone recall the scare back in 1999 when the experts were SURE the world was coming to an end? The computers would all crash and the planes would fall from the sky?

I remember it quite well. DH was working at an airport as a fueler (if you aren't sure, he fueled the plane - you'd be shocked how many people ask me what the heck he did as a 'fueler'). He had to work over the holiday and instead of being alone, I came along with him to work. Now this was also prior to 9/11 so it was still okay to tag along. We had some cheese, some shrimp, and watched the New Year come in on a grainy television. At the stroke of midnight, oddly enough, a plane happened to be taking off. I watched, a little apprehensively, as the plane zoomed into the sky. I mean, hey, they said the planes would fall from the sky.

Guess what? The tv was still grainy, the computers didn't crash, and that plane sure did take off. It went where ever it was going and made it back about six hours later.

So I can honestly say when everyone thought the planes were going to fall from the sky, I watched one take off and soar.

What about you? I'd love to hear what YOUR favorite memory of New Years happens to be! And since I'm pretty sure you want to win something, you can win a pdf of one book from my backlist (check here: http://wendizwaduk.com/bookshelf.htm). All you have to do is comment and follow the blog. Easy peasy. Add your memory to the mix. I love reading them. I'll draw the winner at random on January 5th and will announce by 6pm EST right here on the blog! Enter today!

And because it's fun to find new books, here's a little bit about my latest release, Somewhere I Belong, out now from Liquid Silver Books.

He never knew what he was missing until he came home to find his place to belong—with her.

Sullavan Tanner walked away from Jarvis, Ohio, afraid to give his heart to the woman he loved. He lived the rock and roll lifestyle, but never quite made it to the big time. Fifteen years later, he’s back and ready to claim what’s his—if she’ll accept his help.

Marley Lockwood’s done asking for help. The family farm is more than she can handle, but if she can survive a cancer scare, the loss of her parents, the abandonment by her first love, and a messy divorce, she can handle anything.

Until Sully shows up.

Although she’s not interested in rekindling the love affair, she’s not above accepting Sully’s hands on the farm. What’s the worst that could happen? They get the farm out of the red and into the black? That’s her plan. They actually fall in love? The past says it won’t work, so she’s not hedging her bets.

Too bad Sully’s not giving up this time.


Buy your copy here!

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