For you writers out there, I blogged about Living in Limbo (life between contracts) at the NINC blog.

For the rest of you, I saw this list on Ashlyn Chase’s loop. It’s hilarious, but I have my own funny incident to add to the list at the end!

Things Not to Say to a Cop

1. I can’t reach my license unless you hold my beer.

2. Sorry, officer, I didn’t realize my radar detector wasn’t plugged in.

3. Aren’t you the guy from the Village People?

4. Hey, you must’ve been going about 125 mph to keep up with me. Good job!

5. Are you Andy or Barney?

6. I thought you had to be in relatively good physical condition to be a police officer.

7. You’re not going to check the trunk, are you?

8. I pay your salary!

9. Gee, officer! That’s terrific. The last officer only gave me a warning, too!

10. Do you know why you pulled me over? Okay, just so one of us does.

11. I was trying to keep up with traffic. Yes, I know there are no other cars around. That’s how far ahead of me they are.

12. When the officer says “Gee son….Your eyes look red, have you been drinking?” You probably shouldn’t respond with, “Gee officer your eyes look glazed, have you been eating donuts?”

Okay, so the true story…

A few years ago when I lived in Texas, my daughter and I took my car to the carwash. After running it through, I didn’t want to take the time to dry it off with a chamois, so I headed out of town. A siren chirped, and I looked up to see blue lights in my rear view mirror.

All right, so I knew I’d been speeding, and my daughter sat beside me mumbling, “I told you that you were going too fast, mom.”

The officer came to window and I rolled it down, smiling up at him.

He said, “Ma’am, do you realize you were going twenty miles over the posted speed limit?”

Well, of course I did, but I really, really didn’t want a ticket, so I batted my eyes and said, “But officer, I was only trying to blowdry my car!”

My daughter groaned beside me and the officer’s lips pressed into a skinny, tight line. But he gave me a ticket anyway. No sense of humor.

Maybe because I played with the Tarot cards last night.

I asked a question regarding a proposal I have out at the moment. I ask this question once a week, and so far, the cards have told me to be patient.

Last night, I drew the Queen of Wands. Since, I’m still learning, I went to the book. The answer was ambiguous. Someone else holds my fate in their hands. So I interpret it to be the editor—and was it coincidence that the card depicts a blonde woman? I think not. This particular editor is both.

I drew another card, the Six of Wands, to see what her answer would be. And it said absolutely yes! So now I have it on great authority and all I have to do is wait. 😉

My author copy of this anthology came in the mail recently. It’s lovely and stuffed full with sexy short stories. Sadly, it’s one of the last erotica titles that will be published by Black Lace. The British publisher is closing its doors, but I thought you might like to take a peek inside.

From Have Sex Will Travel…

The Russian’s fingers did it for her.

As annoyed as she’d been with his arrogant set down on the train platform before they’d boarded, one look at his hands as he clutched his newspaper in front of his face and she was mesmerized, unable to drag away her gaze.

He had large hands, shaped like shovels, dark, sparse hairs sprouting below the second set of knuckles. His fingers were long—the tips blunt and thick. His nails were clean, trimmed, but not filed or buffed. He had a man’s large and capable, but unfussy hands.
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Tell me you can resist an offer like that. It popped up on my screen when I was checking my ho-hum horoscope, so I followed it for kicks. I filled out the little application and voila! Five minutes later I had a free profile in my inbox. My horoscopes are never very accurate—I’m so not your typical Cancer—but the numerology aspect of the report was interesting…

Your Life-Path number is probably the most influential numerological aspect to be considered and represents who you are at the time of birth. It indicates specific traits and will likely be active and influential throughout your lifetime. It is the overall number that determines much of what will be important to you and how you will handle things as they come.

You are sprightly and versatile, and usually end up being the life of every party. Mostly it is you, who gets up on the table and entertains everyone with an improvised one-man show. You feel most alive if you have an audience, are the center of attention, and get an immediate reaction to your mental and verbal output.

Yeah, that’s me. Follow the link and see what the Internet God has to say about you!

I blogged at After Midnight Fantasies today. Since I haven’t been there in a while, I posted the blurbs for the three latest releases. I’d love for you to drop by and leave a comment. And if you’ve read any of the stories, please let others know what you thought!

Progress on Unbroken

First, thanks to everyone who has purchased Stone’s Embrace! This “starving artist” is very grateful and dying to know what you thought and whether you’d like to see more stories set in that realm!

My sister is visiting through Sunday morning, so I’ve been a ghost online. Today, we headed to Little Rock to watch the latest Harry Potter. I know it’s getting great reviews, but maybe I wasn’t in the mood. I got a little bored waiting for something wicked to happen and was very annoyed with all the “snogging” going on. Maybe it’s just me. My sister loved it, but then again, she loves the stories. I haven’t read even one of the books yet—yeah, I know I’m one of the few people on the planet who hasn’t.

Did see a trailer for a movie I’m dying to see—Sherlock Holmes, coming Christmas. Robert Downey, Jr. has the starring role; Jude Law is Mr. Watson. And it looks AWESOME.

Since Sis will be underfoot for a while, I doubt I’ll have a chance to post for a couple of days. I’ll leave you with a question I’m curious to see how you’ll answer!

If you were given the opportunity to be an apprentice to any person, living or deceased, from whom would you want to learn?

My choice would be Anne Rice before she found God. 😈

Because I’m feeling a little lazy today, I’m posting a random excerpt. Keep in mind, it’s unedited, so any typos or poor word choices are entirely my fault! And because it’s sexy, you better be old enough to read it! 😛

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The meager light from the dash didn’t pierce the intimate silence that settled inside the cab of Justin’s truck. Dani snuggled close to Justin all the way to Rowe’s ranch. His hand smoothed along her side, sliding under her arm to cup her breast and squeeze. She lifted her arm to give him access. Then his hand glided down, right between her legs, and she eased her thighs apart.

“Should have worn a damn skirt,” he grumbled.

She laughed and unbuckled her belt, opened her pants and eased back, giving him room to sneak his hand inside.
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