Monday, December 2, 2013

Liza nominated for the Liebster award for the 100th time.

I am once again nominated for the
Liebster award
for outstanding self-promotion

Let me win already!

I have to be honest, the prior 99 times I haven't actually blogged about it. But the award icons are much prettier this time.
Here's the old icon:
Honestly, it made me feel like a bottle of beer.
But now we are fuzzy with pink hearts,
And I had 9.5 hours of sleep last night so I'm feeling playful, So let's grab those dopey questions and have a go, shall we?
Ha! No questions were attached.
Thank you Maria Lavender, that means I can make up my own.

1) What is the meaning of Life? 

2) What is the meaning of 42?
The Meaning of Life, The Universe & Everything. Duh.

8) If you retro-reincarnated who would you be?
Douglas Adams, author of Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy, the first of 4 book trilogy. Funny sci-fi is the hardest genre to write. However, I would take better care of myself so I didn't die so early.

9) What happened to questions 4-7?
A Vogon Constructor ship ate them.

10) What is your next publication?
I thought you'd never ask.

My fabulous humorous, non-sci-fi, romance, Ghost Lover, is coming out tomorrow...or maybe today...(Amazon does like to early release)

Two sexy English brothers. 
One irresistible ghost. 
Who would you choose as your lover?

Completely broke and with a criminal record to boot, Senna Smith is one day from eviction from her apartment when Brendon, her promiscuous roommate from London, suggests she go to England, marry him, and manage his fortune. With few other options, she agrees to an open marriage. But she’ll never, ever, have sex with him, knowing if she falls in love with him, he’ll break her heart.

As trustee of Brendon’s family fortune, there is no way Brendon’s older brother, Garrison Durran, is going to let him marry a self-professed American gold-digger. As Senna tries to embrace castle life and English society for Brendon’s sake, Gar discovers Senna is the perfect woman for him--beautiful and intelligent, kind and caring. Now, if she wasn’t already engaged to his brother…

The ancestral ghost of Durran Castle has to intervene if the Durran brothers have any chance of an heir. He can’t leave them to fix matters on their own. They are useless buggers when it comes to love. As counselor to Gar, matchmaker for Brendon, and lover to Senna, a ghost’s work is never done.

CONTENT WARNING: Allergy warning: Ghost cat in book.   


 “So my brother steals all your money and to compensate you, he suggests you come to England, marry him, and he’ll give you his trust fund.” Only his brother could contrive such an absurd plan.

“Yes.” By her brief answer, he gathered she thought it a perfectly reasonable solution.

His brother might be an idiot, but this gold digger would soon discover Gar a force to reckon with. 
“Did he steal a half million from your bank account?”

Brendon laughed. “Do you have any idea how long that would take? Cash machines only allow you two visits a day at two hundred dollars a pop.”

“How much did he take?” Gar restated his question.

“Four hundred,” Senna replied.

Gar stared up at the ceiling praying for patience, then glared at Ditz. “So why didn’t you pay her back the four hundred?”

Ditz stubbornly refused to answer, and instead glanced at the girl.

She sighed and faced Gar. “Precisely what I asked. He said he didn’t have the four hundred, but if I married him, he would come into a half million. Since the landlord planned to evict me, I really had no choice but to accept the offer.”

If you are so dying to read it you cannot wait for the ebook to release tomorrow, the print version is already out:

And Lassier, the ghost, will personally thank you

My apologies to Maria Lavender, Nancy Goodman, Ella Quinn Karen Bynum and the 96 other peeps who have nominated me for this award in prior times. Sorry for not following the rules, but they are there to be broken.

1 comment:

  1. Why didn't the thanking picture make the cover? Not that the cover is bad, mind you, but...
    Thanks. An enjoyable little dissertation.


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