Sunday, October 23, 2011
Road Blocks, MadLibs & a Prize
First off, Leslie Langtry’s novella in which we find out if Sin or I get our HEA with Paris Bombay is now on sale! Get it at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, or Smashwords. Go now!On with the blog…
I’m a fan of the show Amazing Race. If you haven’t seen it, contestants travel around the world completing challenges, facing road blocks all along the way. The teams that deal the best with stress seem to come out on top.
I may need a course in stress-management as my November is starting to look like my own Amazing Race challenge. It’s not a secret I plan to enter the Golden Heart contest. It’s also no secret that the book I’m entering isn’t finished. I’m about 15K from the end, so it’s possible. If the path stays clear.
As if life is ever that simple. Let’s say November is going to be crazy and right now I have no idea if I’ll make this GH entry deadline. But I’m going to try. For now, I’ve spent the entire weekend at work, which has fried my brain. You’ve probably figured out by now that I’m stalling on the blog here.
Basically, I got nothing. So I’m stealing an idea from Chanceroo. Here is your Romance MadLib for the day. Fill in the blanks and share in the comments. The one that makes me laugh the hardest will win a copy of NO MERCY by Sherrilyn Kenyon (from her Dark Hunter series.)
EDITED AT 5:30AM TO ADD: This is a LOOSE interpretation of a MadLib. It's more a fill-in-the-blank, which those who have already completed the task were nice enough not to call me out on. Thanks, pirates! (Now I'm going back to bed. Silly nightmare...)
He put his _________ near her ear and felt her pulse quicken. The _______ was warm from the _______________ in the corner.
Alone at last.
“__________, tell me the truth. Have you missed my ___________?” he asked, relishing the feel of her ____________ pressed against him.
She shivered. “You know I have, __________. But not as much as your ___________.” Her innocent smile stood in contrast to her _____________ words.
Lowering them both to the _____________, he said, “Promise me you’ll never _______ again.”
“I swear on my __________. Now ________ me. ___________ me now!”
Have at it crew. And remember a free book is on the line!
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He put his doubloon near her ear and felt her pulse quicken. The gold was warm from the hair dryer in the corner.
Alone at last.
“Chanceroo, smoochums, tell me the truth. Have you missed my open purse?” he asked, relishing the feel of her greedy little fingers pressed against him.
She shivered. “You know I have, Captain Warbucks. But not as much as your gold credit card.” Her innocent smile stood in contrast to her crooked words.
Lowering them both to the fur rug, he said, “Promise me you’ll never shop without me again.”
“I swear on my greedy little heart. Now bargain hunt with me. Yes, shop with me now!”
In honor of the season, fast approaching! And yeah, Leslie!
Bought it! Took a horrible amount of time to load onto my reader because I'm technology challenged, but it's here...it's really here. I'm rooting for the unnamed brunette who sweeps past Terri and Sin and woos dear Paris off his Italian leather feet.
He put his WALLET near her ear and felt her pulse quicken. The CAT was warm from the SUNSHINE in the corner. Alone at last.
"POOKIE FACE, tell me the truth. Have you missed my TOE NAIL BITING?" he asked, relishing the feel of her SILICONE MISSILES pressed against him.
She shivered. "You know I have, BATMAN. But not as much as your INCESSANT FOOTBALL STATS." Her innocent smile stood in contrast to her LYING words.
Lowering them both to the SHAG CARPET, he said, "Promise me you'll never TALK again."
"I swear on my BLOOMINGDALE'S CARD. Now FRISK me. FRISK me now!"
Food inspired. Because I'm hungry.
He put his SIZZLING SAUSAGE near her ear and felt her pulse quicken. The ROLL was warm from the TOASTER in the corner.
Alone at last.
“CUPCAKE, tell me the truth. Have you missed my BIG BRATWURST?” he asked, relishing the feel of her OVEN MITTS pressed against him.
She shivered. “You know I have, PUMPKIN. But not as much as your CHOCOLATE CAKE.” Her innocent smile stood in contrast to her RAVENOUS words.
Lowering them both to the KITCHEN STOOLS, he said, “Promise me you’ll never EAT WITHOUT ME again.”
“I swear on my KITCHENAID MIXER. Now FEED me. FEED me now!”
****
Ter, you're going to do great. I know it. Rooting for you!
You guys are the best! LOL! I can't decide between the silicone missiles or the oven mitts. But then the smoochums is giving me the giggles along with Q's duck a l'orange.
I see Marn isn't the only hungry one this morning. Looks like y'all either want money or food. I can only hope Sin gets to swing by and throw in some weaponry!
Food and money--the two things that make the world go round. :)
I'm in awe of everyone's talent this early in the morning! I am struggling to come up with something coherent, let alone clever. I'm blaming it on this awful coffee. Maybe it'll come up with something before I leave for work. . .
I'll be cheering you on, Terri, while you finish your GH book.
And congrats, Leslie, on the new release!
And dude, I cannot believe you edited this at 5:30 AM with that worry. Seriously? Where is your sleep?
I'm with you, Donna. I was very encouraged by so much creativity early on a Monday morning. (Even if most of it happened late on a Sunday night.)
I couldn't leave it looking like I don't know what a damn MadLib looks like. Working all weekend seriously screwed with my brain. And left my office looking like a snow storm blew through. (I will not hole punch another thing for at least a month! Maybe.)
This is off topic, but I just wanted to say somewhere publicly that Amazon's customer service is awesome.
I have the Kindle and my screen busted early Sept. I called and because it was less than a year old, they sent me a new on free of charge, all I had to do was return the old, busted one.
SO I did, but apparently they didn't get it. I called this morning with the tracking info and not only did they fix it so I didn't get dinged for the new Kindle, but they credited me 30 bucks for my trouble. They didn't have to do that, but it made me happy. That's good stuff. In a world where things are impersonal and a lot of CS is being moved out of country to annoy us further, I was happy to talk to a knowledgeable person who went above and beyond to make me happy.
Good stuff.
Ter, I sympathize. I work both days of the weekend, and today is supposed to be a day off, but I offered to help another store that is shorthanded this week. So hopefully I'm building up good karma somewhere. LOL
I've got to get in some revising before I leave though, so I better scoot.
Marn, that's great to hear about the customer service. It makes all the difference in the world. :)
Hurrah for Amazon.com!! That is good Monday news!! I'm sorry for the busted Kindle, but glad for the happy ending!!
(Did anyone else watch Once Upon a Time last night?)
Hellie, I actually got to watch Once Upon A Time online a couple nights ago, on IMDB. I like it, but I kinda wanted a little more -- not sure what. I'll keep watching though.
I saw an extended preview of Grimm online last night but it's too scary for me! LOL Monsters and stuff.
He put his screw driver near her ear and felt her pulse quicken. The nut driver was warm from the space heater in the corner.
Alone at last.
“Rosie the Riveter, tell me the truth. Have you missed my Phillip’s Head ?” he asked, relishing the feel of her 3 ton high lift floor jacks pressed against him.
She shivered. “You know I have, you since you are such a Craftsman, Ace. But not as much as the rest of your Hard Ware.” Her innocent smile stood in contrast to her wrench-ing words.
Lowering them both to the tool bench, he said, “Promise me you’ll never be riveted by anyone else again.”
“I swear upon my True Values, Ace. Now screw me. screw me now!”
Its all about the tools! LOL
And Yes ... I've been cleaning my garage.
“You know I have, since you are ..."
Gahhh no you-since-you ....
Kudos to Kindle customer service. Nice to hear, Marn. I'm all about good customer service (worked in the field for years) and though I don't like the proprietary nature of Amazon, that's a point for them.
Sick kiddo has now been picked up from school and is reading in my office. *sigh* Did I mention those Road Blocks life keeps sending my way? LOL!
It's As The Craftsman Turns! LOVE IT!
Darn. I just can’t seem to get the mechanics of grammar down today. ; )
Grammar ...
Its screwing with my head. A wrenching situation. Maybe I need to a-pliers myself better. Before the rest of you bolt.
Or worse ... call me a tool!
Terri, this was a nice break from my cleaning. I even had myself snickering at the True Values part. And so sorry to hear that your Kiddo is sick.
Thanks, Jules. I think it's just a matter of lack of food so her sugar dropped. She was pretty pale when I got there, but with food and juice in her now, she's looking better.
Lack of food...you aren't feeding her? Darn car payments!
So...kindle...Marn, is yours in color? I'm considering a new reader, since my Sony screen ding is worsening and I'm thinking about a kindle. I don't want the big play games/watch movies/launch myself to the moon version. I just want a reader that will have my covers in color...
Of course I feed her! But she "lived" with her friend for the weekend while I was at work. Literally spent Friday & Saturday nights. Then she didn't eat after maybe 3:30 yesterday afternoon. From now on, granola/cereal bar is required every morning. I don't think she gets lunch in school until around 1p.
I'm leaning toward a color Nook. My Sony is working, but it's getting harder and harder to turn on. What's up with that?!
Just checked it out online. I want a Nook Color so bad I can taste it!
DH was all...it will be tax deductable on me last night about buying a new reader... Now...Nook...I'll only be able to buy from B&N, right?
I believe Nook is like Sony in that you can load any ePub file on it. So the files I get in ePub from Smashwords or ARc I could read on the Nook.
That makes it interesting! I'll get by a big B&N this next week and talk to a salesperson about it. I don't want to lose everything I have in my Sony library...
He put his MUFFIN near her ear and felt her pulse quicken. The STUFFING was warm from the CANDLE in the corner.
Alone at last.
“CHERIE, tell me the truth. Have you missed my COOKING?” he asked, relishing the feel of her BUNS pressed against him.
She shivered. “You know I have, SUGAR. But not as much as your FILET-MIGNON.” Her innocent smile stood in contrast to her DELICIOUS words.
Lowering them both to the COUNTER, he said, “Promise me you’ll never COOK again.”
“I swear on my WIG. Now STUFF me. SAVOR me now!”
Mine is just the basic Kindle. NO color or touch screen or anything. But I like it.
They're much cheaper this holiday than they were last one. I guess it's the way of it.
These are cracking me up. We clearly need to have more Mad-Lib Mondays.
Cap'n, since I need practive I'm all fer a Madlib Monday. I gots ta put together a game a' these for RT and the panel I'm leading...
I liked your game the other day--the one with character development with the pirate quiz. *LOL* That one is a gem, I tell you. I think the attendees will love that.
But Mad-Libs would probably be great practice at not going with the first word that comes to mind, so your "writing sounds fresh" or however they put it. (I get not going with the obvious word every time, but sometimes I think changing EVERY WORD leads to something that sounds like something you'd never say. *LOL* Moderation. Moderation.)
This panel will be concentrating on the way choice of words can denote setting. I'm the pirate author. I have a cowboy author and a scottish historical author. So...is she a wench? A school marm or a lassie? He wears a tricorn, a tam-o-shanter or a ten gallon hat... Are we aboard a ship, plodding through a bog or riding the plains or Texas...
Gods, I hope I can pull this off!
I'd stick with lassie, if you don't know her well. Most women do not appreciate the word "wench" attributed to them. *I* loved it, but mainly because I think of wench as a rascally, confident woman rather than prostitute (which is a lame definition, IMO). Lassie, I imagine, is also a rascally, confident woman, without the pesky "money for favors" distinction people like to attribute to a wench. Personally I always thought of a wench as a person who pulled your beer. If she pulled anything else, that was totally up to her but not mandatory to the job.
Though I see that's your point with setting--using the right word to put the reader at the right place and time--but not using such overused words that they feel cliche either. That was your point...and I got all side-tracked with wench. (I get in trouble with it a lot, so hence the discussion.)
Of course, you can pull it off.
Yeah, we're hoping to make it a fun game... You know, create that pirate you've always wanted...the one in the kilt and cowboy boots...
;-)
I have no problem with the word wench, but that is me! Open to other suggestions for something definately piratee for the lady interest...
Had to sign paperwork on the new car and we're having dinner. I'll be back soon. Thanks to everyone for playing along. I guess i need to write one too!
Chance, you will do great.
Moderation. Moderation ... are you Alluding to my Values, Captain? True, they may not be your Values but my true Values are truly valuable to me!
*cough*
… most of the time.
And I don't mind word wench.
Though I'm not sure that everyone would agree. Some might in fact think that using the word 'wench" is a hanging offense. Why? Because when I looked the word up on the net this came up
" Upgrade to Synthetic Rope for Less. Discount Prices & Free Shipping ..."
That's a Winch, people! Jeez.
" I wish that i were joking, but I'm not." :P
Wench/winch/wrench/wretched... They are different words! ;-)
Thanks to my early morning and crazy weekend, I passed out as soon as I walked in the house. Gah! But I finally got the mail and my present from Enid Wilson all the way in Australia. I have a new GORGEOUS bracelet from Sydney. Whoot!
These are so fun, and Q is probably closest to what was going through my head this morning. The rest of you have made this so fun, let me see what I can come up with.
What gorgeous bracelet? Inquiring minds want to know!
When Enid was our guest, I was the prize winner. Her book was an easy digital download, but she went above and beyond and sent me a bracelet from Australia as well. So it's been around the world!
Sort of looks like it's made from rope with a cool stone in the middle carved with two stick people. Very "Out in the Bush" giftshop kind of item.
That might be the weirdest thing I ever wrote. Time to cut back on the rum.
From a Pirate Parrot's POV.
He put his CELL PHONE near her ear and felt her pulse quicken. The METALLIC SURFACE was warm from the SUN SHINING THROUGH THE WINDOW in the corner.
Alone at last.
“PETUNIA, tell me the truth. Have you missed my HEAVY BREATHING?” he asked, relishing the feel of her FEATHERS pressed against him.
She shivered. “You know I have, SQUAWK! But not as much as your CRACKERS.” Her innocent smile stood in contrast to her MEMORIZED words.
Lowering them both to the GIANT PERCH FOR TWO, he said, “Promise me you’ll never FLY THE COOP again.”
“I swear on my BEAK, SQUAWK. Now RUFFLE me. RUFFLE me now!”
Hee, hee! I thought we were going with an obscene phone caller for a moment there!
"Wench/winch/wrench/wretched… They are different words! "
I Know they are, Chance. But I'm not sure that they know. Cuz right in the middle of "the wench" page was an advertisment for winches!?
The wretched witches whin...
I love that the Pirate Parrot has a hot CELL PHONE!
Why do you need Amazing Racing when you're already travelling around the world with your ship, Captain? All the best with the competition and stress management.
He put his scissors near her ear and felt her pulse quicken. The towel was warm from the dryer in the corner.
Alone at last.
“Sherry, tell me the truth. Have you missed my haircuts?” he asked, relishing the feel of her hair pressed against him.
She shivered. “You know I have, Frederick. But not as much as your highlights.” Her innocent smile stood in contrast to her wispered words.
Lowering them both to the salon chair, he said, “Promise me you’ll never skip your appointments again.”
“I swear on my manicure. Now style me. Style me now!”
Actually that's a bit how I feel about my stylist. *fans self* When is my next appointment?
Thanks, Enid. And thanks again for the bracelet!
Cates - I LOVE that. LOL! I'm in search of a good stylist so I totally get that.
I'll be announcing the winner shortly!
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