Guest Blogger Killarney Sheffield

Please welcome back author Killarney Sheffield, who's going to talk about the inspiration for her newest release, Through Gypsy Eyes.

Hello, let me introduce myself. My name is Killarney Sheffield, the author of ‘Through Gypsy Eyes’ releasing from Crimson Romance on April 15^th 2013. ‘Through Gypsy Eyes’ is my 8^th published novel.

Many people have asked me just how I came up with the idea of a blind heroine and a guide animal in the form of a seeing eye pony named Jester. Like many authors, I sometimes struggle with ‘showing’ vs ‘telling’ and developing the sensory dimensions in a novel. I started writing a short piece from a blind woman’s POV. Obviously my character could not ‘see’ the world around her, but had to interpret it through touch, taste, smell, and the sounds around her. It is a wonderful exercise that really helped me connect with Delilah. The story just took off from there and refused to stay quiet until I seriously wrote her story and for me, as a Canadian farm gal ,a book is never complete without some kind of animal sidekick. Most people would have gone with the guide dog approach but, I hate to offend anyone here, I am just not a dog person. My whole life has been spent around show horses of various breeds and disciplines. As I was thinking on an animal sidekick, I remembered an old show I saw once on ‘Animal Planet’ about a lady in the USA who trained miniature horses to be guides for the blind. She used a harness similar to a dogs, put cute little sneakers on the pony’s feet for traction and house trained them. These remarkable little creatures could do everything a guide dog could and posed less allergy problem. From this simple show the idea behind Jester was born and he quickly became a most endearing character who threatened to steal the story in more than a few scenes! You can view a quick teaser of the tale here: http://youtu.be/S6qfLlbIkxA

True to my love of critters big and small, I am currently polishing another historical romance novel with suspense, adventure and paranormal aspects to it titled ‘Love’s Magic’. It is the story of a female magician and her unusual sidekick, a black Holland rabbit named Dexter. 

Pre-release review for Through Gypsy Eyes.

Through Gypsy Eyes is not your usual romantic novel, and is all the better for it. The author has a compelling way of writing her stories. She is a master at choosing the few words that make a character come to life for the reader, of offering you people and situations larger than life but with the ring of truth. Ms. Sheffield's characters have virtues, flaws, and challenges, traits that make you want to read on into the night.  And of course, in Through Gypsy Eyes, there is the pony, a very endearing addition.

Heather Haven, author of The Alvarez Family Murder Mysteries and The Persephone Cole Mystery Series.

Blurb for Through Gypsy Eyes

Delilah Daysland doesn’t see herself as marriage material. After all, who could love a woman locked in darkness?Try telling that to Lord Tyrone Frost. He’s determined to do his duty and see her wed to a suitable gentleman, as the King commands.Delilah has other plans. Convinced her father’s death was no accident, she must depend upon her pony Jester to guide her through everyday challenges as she seeks the truth behind mystery, murder, and deception. Though drawn to Tyrone she’s afraid to trust him, until she sees the world and love through gypsy eyes.
Buy link/publisher link

http://www.crimsonromance.com/upcoming-releases-romance-ebook/through-gypsy-eyes/

Guest blogging and a great review for Revelations!

Today I'm guest blogging at fellow author and friend Chris T. Kat's blog, talking about Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night, that just released yesterday at MuseitUp Publishing. Talking about horror, in general, and my story in particular. Stop by and say hello!

Also, yesterday I got the most amazing review of Revelations from The Book Maven.

"Revelations...is an imaginative and quite controversial read."

"It will challenge what you have always believed..."

"Revelations is written in such a way that you fall into the story..."

To read the entire review, go here

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Have a great day!
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A New Release, a coming attraction, and a new publisher

Happy Friday, everyone! TGIF, right?

I have so much to tell you today! Let's start with my new release.

Today my first horror story, Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night, releases at MuseitUp Publishing! I'm guest blogging with Kay Berrisford today, talking about horror stories, and giving away a copy. Stop by and comment!

Blurb:  On a dark and rainy night, a group of travelers takes refuge at the Black Raven inn, seeking shelter from the storm: Two knights who are brothers, and who believe in diametrically opposed doctrines. A brother who questions the path his sister has chosen to take. A mysterious doctor whose presence gives the innkeeper’s daughter chills. A handsome dwarf, half owner of a traveling troupe of actors. Will they find more than they bargained for?

What is the mystery of the locked door?

Excerpt: Lightning sliced across the night sky like a jagged scar. It briefly illuminated the countryside, throwing twisted-limbed trees into momentary sharp relief. The thick ripe foliage of summer was long gone, and the land was left naked in the barrenness of winter. Several heartbeats later followed the thunder, a dull drumming in the background of the heavens that steadily increased in volume with each repetition.

The horse was skittish and pulled against the reins at the sound, but its rider pressed a reassuring hand against its heaving flank and it grew still once more; the clop of its hoofs echoed eerily in the momentary peace between the waves of sound. A second steed stood beside the first; it, too, pawed the ground in disquiet, its ears flattened against its head, expressive of its disapproval.

“The storm approaches,” the second rider observed. His flat voice revealed nothing. “Perhaps we should seek shelter for the night?”

“Perhaps,” the first rider agreed. “But it changes nothing. Simply delays that which is inevitable, Jintaro.”

A wry smile curled the younger man’s lip. “Nothing is written, Kaorin, until it is written. Much can yet happen. It is not for us to know until it does.”

“You are right, nothing is written in stone. You can still change what will be. Tell them what they wish to know. Give them the names of the others with whom you conspire, and you will feel their mercy.”

“Do you think so little of me that I would betray my comrades as well as my ideals?”

“You were always the foolish dreamer, wasting your time with ridiculous schemes. And what have those dreams gotten you? You have betrayed the queen, and for that you shall die.”

“At least I dared to dream, elder brother. At least I have had hopes. What have you? A life given to a faded ideal whose time is long gone. That is no life at all.”

Kaorin stiffened and turned away as another flash of lightning illuminated the landscape, the accompanying thunder growing louder. “I too have had my dreams,” he murmured, but the wind held his words as it swirled between them, and the horses stamped nervously, anxious to move on, away from the elements that threatened to engulf them at any moment.

What was that? Kaorin turned his head and in the light of the next flash, he saw what appeared to be a woman’s pale face, framed by long blonde locks, floating in the air before him. He blinked and the illusion was instantly dispelled.  He wasn’t entirely convinced it hadn’t been there, though.

“I know of a place we can stop for the night. Let us go.” He would not concede it was not his idea, nor give his brother the satisfaction of being right. He kicked his horse’s flank; the other horse followed automatically, having no choice, as they were tethered together.  Jintaro said nothing, but Kaorin was sure he heard a soft snort of laughter, which he chose to ignore.

My second bit of new is that Be My Alien, my novella written with co-author M.A. Church has a release date from Dreamspinner  - May 8th! We shall be embarking on a whirlwind tour shortly to promote our story, so keep an eye out for that.

My third tidbit is that I have a new publisher! Two of my stories - Dallas in Wonderland and Trapped in Time - have been accepted by eXtasy Books. Dallas will be out  May 13th, and I'll report the date for Trapped when I get it.

Very heartening news, yes? A great start for the weekend!

Next time, I want to talk about Hannibal, which premiered last night.  Until next time, take care!

♥ Julie

Super Book Blast: Mutual Release: Liz Crowe

Welcome to the Super Book Blast for Mutual Release by Liz Crowe. 

For this tour, the author is offering the following prizes: Grand Prize:  Paperwhite Kindle (http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B008GEKXUO/ref=fs_cl)

1st Prize:  Signed set of first 6 books (Includes all books in the series *except for* Mutual Release)

2nd Prize:  boxed set of first 3 Stewart Realty ebooks  (Floor Time, Sweat Equity, Closing Costs)

3rd Prize:  Zazzle store Stewart swag pack (including canvas tote bag, mug, t-shirt, keychain)

The more you comment, the greater your chances to win! You can follow the tour here.

MUTUAL RELEASE

By

Liz Crowe

BLURB:  

Disclaimer:  This is an 18+ book with erotic BDSM scenes and explicit language. 

Can two dark souls ever make a light?

As president of her own distribution company, Julie Dawson has all she ever wanted -- money, power, and respect. But her carefully crafted façade conceals a  torment of abuse and helplessness.  After years remaining emotionally aloof, she is finally independent, but alone. Because she refuses to rely on anyone but herself ever again.

Evan Adams is no stranger to success, or personal demons. The horrific trauma that destroyed his twin sister, and tore his family apart, forced him to craft a new life from the ashes of the old. He's content enough, focusing ahead and not dwelling on his murky past. But something important is missing. He knows what that thing is but refuses to acknowledge it.

When a chance encounter brings these two strong-willed but damaged people together , what seems like a long, erotic journey through hell could lead them to a match made in heaven.

MUTUAL RELEASE

 A coming of age novel about trust...on the long road to love.

Amz: http://www.amazon.com/Mutual-Release-Stewart-Realty-ebook/dp/B00C5TO154/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1364999101&sr=1-1&keywords=Mutual+Release

ARe:   http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-mutualrelease-1145557-147.html

B&N: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/mutual-release-liz-crowe/1046376041?ean=2940016573205

AUTHOR INFORMATION:

 Microbrewery owner, best-selling author, beer blogger and journalist, mom of three teenagers, and soccer fan, Liz lives in the great Midwest, in a major college town. Years of experience in sales and fund raising, plus an eight-year stint as an ex-pat trailing spouse, plus making her way in a world of men (i.e. the beer industry), has prepped her for life as erotic romance author.

When she isn't sweating inventory and sales figures for the brewery, she can be found writing, editing or sweating promotional efforts for her latest publications.

Her groundbreaking romance subgenre, “Romance for Real Life,” has gained thousands of fans and followers who are interested less in the “HEA” and more in the “WHA” (“What Happens After?”)

Her beer blog a2beerwench.com is nationally recognized for its insider yet outsider views on the craft beer industry. Her books are set in the not-so-common worlds of breweries, on the soccer pitch, and in high-powered real estate offices. Don’t ask her for anything “like” a Budweiser or risk painful injury.

www.lizcrowe.com

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Wednesday Briefs: Stan and Ollie #22

Wednesday is here, happy Hump Day and time for some more flash fiction from the Wednesday Briefers!  Today the prompt was: "Let it snow, let it snow, let it..." or use: turnip, oven, billoard or "Does that come in any other flavors?" or "My favorite kind of pie is..." or use: a spoonful of sugar or write about some kind of magic or "When did you get to be such a dick?" or "I thought you were the one..."

Now we're back to Stan and Ollie. As you'll recall from two weeks ago, they found the country road and the creek, where they found Egbert and Pastor Will Robinson - and Consuelo. See what happens in today's episode! Don't forget to see what the other Briefers are up to!  Enjoy!

Stan and Ollie #22

While Ollie and I can see and hear Consuelo quite clearly—well, relatively speaking, as she’s a rapidly diminishing wisp of her former self—we’re the only ones.

But to hear her cry of “I remember” is heartening, to say the least. Now we can solve the mystery, go  find her body, let her fiancé have closure, and return home.

That means going back to the diner. To cooking and cleaning and putting up with Xylina. To long days and long nights.  And doesn’t that sound like a little bit of heaven, ‘cause it means keeping Ollie safe with me and getting away from here. And that’s so worth it.

But first things first. We need to get Egbert out of the water. His baptism can wait, surely. We’re about to hand him the answer to what ails him on a silver platter. The sinister minister can just excuse him for a few moments. Maybe more.

I can lend Egbert my glasses so he can see and hear her. I just need to hang on to Ollie. No problem there.

Pastor Robinson doesn’t seem particularly pleased to see us, I can’t help but notice. No time to worry about that now.

“Go on to her and I’ll get Egbert.” After what happened last time Ollie was close to the man in black, I’m taking no chances on a repeat performance.

I motion toward the ghost, who flickers at the edge of the water, like a dying red light bulb. Ollie nods, and glances toward the pair in the water. His brow furrows unsurely, but he does as I request, and I step into the shallow water. It’s colder than I expected, but I don’t let that deter me. I can get warm later.

“Come on.” I beckon to Egbert. “There’s something we have to show you. Something important.”

“But I’m being baptized,” he protests. The minister presses down on Egbert’s shoulders and he kneels in the flowing creek.

“You’re interrupting,” Robinson chides me. “This is a private moment, if you don’t mind.”

Not exactly what you call cooperative. I glance toward Ollie, who’s reached Consuelo. Looks like he’s managed to calm her; her wail has diminished, luckily.

“It’s very important, Egbert,” I repeat. “It’s about Consuelo.” He starts to rise, but the minister holds him in place.

“Consuelo is not your concern,” Robinson insists.

“Well, maybe she wasn’t before, but she is now.”  I barely manage to check my temper. We’re wasting time. Whoever said a spoonful of sugar paves the way didn’t know what they were talking about.

“Stan!” Ollie’s voice is sharp. My hackles rise as I turn toward him, instantly on my guard.

“Don’t move!” He splashes into the creek. My sense of danger grows greater with every step he takes. 

Disregarding his instructions, I wade in his direction, intercepting his path. I reach Egbert and the pastor. The latter has his arm about Egbert’s neck. Funny position for a baptism.

“Pastor Robinson, I know what you did.” Ollie’s voice rises in anger. The pastor seems unconcerned, while Egbert looks more than a little confused.

“Did he...?”  Damn, I didn’t see that coming.

“He killed Consuelo. He drowned her.”

“Me? Kill someone?” Robinson scoffs. “I’m a man of God. I would never—”

“What’s going on?” Egbert demands to know. I watch him attempt to rise, his efforts hamstrung by the arm about his neck.

“Stay where you are,” the pastor warns him in a steely voice. “We have unfinished business here.”

“Let him go,” Ollie demands. “Consuelo told me what you did.”

“Consuelo?” he sneers. “That’s not possible. Consuelo is—” He breaks off sharply, as if he’s said too much.

“Is what?” Egbert’s pain-filled voice cracks.

“Stan, the glasses,” Ollie urges. I pull them off and hand them to Egbert. The pastor makes a grab for me, but I reach for my weapon and point it at him.

“Let go of him,” I instruct him. Looking less than pleased, he eases his grip on Egbert, and Ollie pulls him out of harm’s way. I keep one eye on Robinson, one on Ollie. I don’t like how close he is, but at the moment it can’t be helped.

Ollie points toward the shore. “Put the glasses on, Egbert,” he pleads and the distraught man obeys.  I move toward Ollie, careful to keep the gun trained on the pastor.

“Consuelo is dead,” Ollie says softly. “She told me you’re the one who did it. Lured her here on a pretext of baptizing her, and then you drowned her.”

“Big words,” Robinson sneers. “But where is your proof? You claim she’s dead, and that you’ve talked to her? That will hardly hold up in a court of law—”

“Consuelo,” Egbert moans and all turn toward him. His gaze is directed toward the grass. I touch Ollie’s arm with my free hand so I can see. Consuelo is indeed there, holding her arms toward Egbert plaintively.

A wave of pity washes over me. If that was Ollie... Damn.

“She’s really... really... dead?” A sob is wrenched from his throat, and he falls to his knees in the water again with a splash. Robinson is quick to seize the opportunity. He puts Egbert in a chokehold, using him as a shield between himself and my weapon. I take a chance on hitting Egbert if I fire and I know it.

“Why?” Egbert wails. “Why? I love Consuelo, she loves me... we’re getting married.”

“Why do you want to come between them?” Ollie asks, anger in his voice. “Why would you do such a terrible thing? She trusted you!”

“The Lord works in mysterious ways,” the pastor retorts. “And sometimes his methods aren’t pretty. I have my own interests to look out for, and my daughter’s.”

His daughter? What?

“Who’s that?” I ask confused.

It’s Egbert that supplies the answer.

“Emmy,” he replies, his gaze fixed on the fading spirit.

Emmy?  You mean... “Bodean Fairchild’s girlfriend?”

He nods.

to be continued

Now see what the other Wednesday Briefers are up to!

Lily Sawyer     

Cia Nordwell     

MA Church    

Nephylim   

Virtual Book Tour: Identity Crisis: Eliza Daly

Please welcome Eliza Daly and her virtual book tour for Identity Crisis. Eliza will be awarding a $20 GC from either Amazon or B&N to one lucky commenter during the tour and a $20 GC to four randomly drawn commenters. The more you comment, the better your chances of winning. To find the rest of the tour dates, go here

Identity Crisis

by Eliza Daly

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BLURB:

When Olivia Doyle’s father dies under suspicious circumstances, rather than inheriting a family fortune, she inherits a new identity. She learns they were placed in the Federal Witness Protection Program when she was five years old. Her father was involved in an art forgery ring and testified against the mob. Brought up not to trust anyone, Olivia has a difficult time relying on U.S. Marshal Ethan Ryder to protect her, and to keep her secret. She fears her father may have continued his life of crime through her art gallery. She has little choice but to depend on Ethan when she realizes someone is now after her. Olivia’s search for the truth leads her and Ethan across country to a family and past she doesn’t remember.

At the age of ten, Ethan witnessed a brutal murder. He vowed when he grew up, he’d protect people in danger. Protecting Olivia is difficult when she won’t trust him. He soon realizes his desire to protect her goes beyond doing his job, but if his judgment becomes clouded by emotions, her safety could be jeopardized.

Can Ethan and Olivia learn to trust each other when they uncover secrets that will change their lives forever?

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EXCERPT:

The footsteps drew closer. Her breathing quickened. The intruder paused outside the door and she held her breath, a death grip on the pepper spray. The barrel of a gun appeared through the doorway, followed by a man. In that split second, she blasted him with a steady stream. 

“Shit!” he yelled, snapping his head away from the line of fire.

Unsure if she’d made a direct hit, she flew past him, still spraying the air behind her. Although it wasn’t a blanket mist, she couldn’t help but inhale some of the toxic vapors in the air. Her eyes burned slightly and she coughed, racing down the hallway and across the open foyer.

She was almost to the door when the guy yelled out in a raspy voice, “Touch that door handle and I’ll shoot it off.”

She came to a screeching halt, unsure if he planned on aiming for the handle or her hand. The blood pulsating in her ears muffled the roar of the lawn mower as it passed by near a window. Nobody would hear her scream. She eyed the security alarm keypad on the wall by the door. Two quick steps and she could hit the panic button. Two quick steps and she might get shot. She slowly turned around, her gaze locking on the gun pointed at her from the opposite side of the foyer. Sheer panic pressed against her chest, and she sucked in a deep breath. 

The guy cleared his throat. “I’m not gonna hurt you.” He cautiously lowered the gun, but didn’t holster it. “Unless you spray that crap again.” He blinked rapidly and ran a hand up over the top of his head, sweeping back a clump of wet hair. Her aim had obviously been off. It was impossible to spray straight when her body was shaking uncontrollably.

The guy’s dark hair was just shy of touching his shoulders and he had a five o’clock shadow. A black T-shirt covered his broad chest and faded, relaxed fitting jeans contradicted his rigid stance. A scar across his cheekbone, and a thin one slashing his eyebrow, added to his don’t mess with me look.

“I’m Ethan Ryder with the U.S. Marshals.” The man flashed a badge, then slipped it back in his pants’ pocket.

If the mob had hunted down her dad, who was to say it hadn’t been through a U.S. Marshal snitch? He’d trusted Roy Howard, not Ethan Ryder. Maybe he wasn’t even with the U.S. Marshals. Rather coincidental that he showed up right after a robbery.

“I assume you’re Olivia Doyle?”

At the back of her mind she heard her dad’s voice. Don’t trust him, Livvy. Be leery of people you know and certainly don’t trust someone you don’t know.

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Eliza Daly’s first attempt at creative writing was in fourth grade. She and her friends were huge Charlie’s Angels fans and she would sit in her bedroom at night writing scripts for them to act out at recess the following day. She was Kelly Garrett. Fast forward to the present, she’s still writing stories about beautiful women who always get their men. The journey from fourth grade script writer to published author wasn’t an easy one, but it was always an adventure and the final destination was well worth it.

When Eliza isn’t traveling for her job as an event planner, or tracing her ancestry roots through Ireland, she’s at home in Milwaukee working on her next novel, bouncing ideas off her husband Mark, and her cats Quigley, Frankie, and Sammy.

You can find Eliza on the web at:

Website:

http://www.elizadaly.com/

Facebook:

http://www.facebook.com/ElizaDalyAuthor

Twitter:

http://www.twitter.com/ElizaDalyAuthor

Goodreads:

http://www.goodreads.com/elizadaly

Identity Crisis is available at BUY LINKS PENDING – WILL SEND AS SOON AS THEY ARE AVAILABLE..

Highs and lows - separating the good from the bad

If I wanted to be evil, I'd tell you something like guess what? I just got signed with Random House for a six novel contract! And then follow it up with April fools!

But I won't, because that would be silly. Plus, when it happens, I want to be believed, not have everyone put it down to a trick or joke or something. So I'll just move on and talk about other stuff, because Random House hasn't signed me. Yet.  *grins*

There's a great new series on History Channel that I look forward to every week. It airs on Sunday nights

but I record it and watch it Monday mornings. It's called Vikings and stars that gorgeous blond Travis Fimmel. I always thought Travis was hot, but he's matured into a very good-looking man. He plays a Viking named Ragnar, married with two children, and he has a brother Rollo (standing to his right, in the picture). He lives in a village presided over by their chieftain, the Earl, played by Gabriel Byrne. The Earl is not a nice man. He tells them where to raid, and takes his share of their booty. But when Ragnar says they should go west, rather than east, the Earl says it can't be done and won't listen. So Ragnar has his friend Floki build him a boat, assembles a crew, and heads west, proving the Earl wrong by sailing to England. They raid a monastery, bring back the spoils, including some monks as slaves, but the Earl confiscates most of it. Ragnar ends up with one of the monks, Athelstan, as his slave. Athelstan speaks their language, having traveled some. I really really enjoy this show. It's doesn't sugarcoat the Vikings, it presents them as they were, and I definitely recommend it, even if some claim there are historical inaccuracies. Floki is played by Gustaf Skarsgard and yes, he's one of those Skarsgards, brother of Alexander and son of Stellan. Great pedigree, and Floki is a very interesting character.

Recently, A&E premiered Bates Motel, a series which looks at the life of the young Norman Bates, of Psycho fame. I was confused as to why they updated the time frame of the series, since Psycho was in the early 60's, and I assumed this would take place before that. But they moved it to modern terms, perhaps thinking the audience wouldn't connect if they didn't. I watched two episodes and decided I couldn't connect, not for that reason but because I didn't find it particularly interesting (if you watched Deadwood, Dan shows up in the first episode as a former owner of the motel). So I've already stopped watching it. Ditto with Cult. I watched that basically for Robert Knepper, but after two episodes even he can't keep me watching. The main character is played by the actor who played Alaric in Vampire Diaries, and this is also a CW offering. Note to self: Stop watching the CW, it never ends well.

Hannibal premieres Thursday night on NBC, and we'll be watching, and hoping. I have to say I'll be really critical if they don't do this right, since I am a huge fan of the books and the movies and won't tolerate anything second-rate or half-assed. The previews aren't enough to tell me what it's really like, so we'll just have to see. I'm still unhappy with them over what they did to Awake and Do No Harm.

Grimm is back on Friday and doing well. I love this series so much!  *SPOILERS AHEAD*** Nick found out about Juliet and the Captain, and Rosalie is helping everyone to get back to where they were. Juliet is having hallucinations as her memory returns, and Monroe accidetnally let it slip about the trailer, so she insisted on going there. Meanwhile, the Royal Family is trying to get the key and things are really heating up.



Once Upon a Time is leading up to the season finale. ***SPOILERS AHEAD*** Mary Margaret is torn

apart by her part in the death of Cora, Neal's fiance is in town and she is not what she appears to be - she knows about the magic in the town, even though she pretends not to. She knew August from before and she is involved with Owen, who is searching for his father. August was changed back to a real boy, but unfortunately he was unable to warn about her. I'd love to see Hatter come back, but I suspect Sebastian Stan is busy filming the new Captain America.  I wonder if Bucky will show up in the Avengers films at some point?

Not much going on with the cooking shows - still watching Chopped and Restaurant Impossible. Chopped All Stars starts soon. Watching Kitchen Nightmares and Hell's Kitchen. Oh yes, new season of Hell's Kitchen started. ***SPOILERS**** There was a very obnoxious woman named Gina who had a puppet she annoyed the others with. I was hoping she'd get sent off by Chef Ramsey, but she didn't. However, she did just up and quit one day, next best thing. Usual fights and stupidities and yelling from Gordon. So far entertaining.


That's about it for now, back to my writing. I'm finishing Trapped in Time for eXtasy, and I want to work on more Stan and Ollie.

Have a great day!

Until next time, take care!

♥ Julie