Wednesday, December 16, 2015

Liza has Daryl Devore over for Laughs & Gold Vodka boobs.

I like to create a banner specifically for my friends when they brave up and arrive on my site. I have this ability to extract the essence of the blog into a single photo that says it all. Oddly, this is what I am getting for this banner:
Peep Rep: That is really weird. But what is weirder is your guest, Daryl Devore is just staring at her pc that she brought with her. Is she in a trance or just terrified to be on your site?

Liza: Hopefully, neither. But just in case, let me find something more comforting to get her going. 
Peep Rep: Are you really going to interview the character.
Liza: Nope. He's got enough on his hands without me pestering him.
Peep Rep: How do you know that?
Liza: Because I have the ability to read ahead... Daryl! It's time to get to work now. 

(Daryl shakes herself off and waves)

 Hi,
So I’ve stared at my screen for 10 minutes and can’t think of a thing to post. I’m a writer – I should be able to do this.
I am going to stay away from discussing the holidays – by this time of the year – we are up to our eyeballs in holiday stuff.

So what to write about??? Hmm.
Oh. I know. Do you know any knock knock jokes?

No I’m not losing my mind – ok yes, I probably am, but there is a reason for the question. In my current WIP (writer speak for work in progress) my hero tries to break the ice on a date with a knock knock joke.
You’ll have to read the book to see how the date went.

I have to finish writing the book.

Heck – I even have to come up with a title before I become attached to the current working title – Book With No Name.
Here’s a sneak peek at the beginning.
WARNING: ADULT Language and content
Droplets of blood seeped from Darien's wolf tattoo, mesmerizing him. They trickled over the inside of his bicep then splattered drop by drop against the bar floor.
Dairen frowned. Why was the wolf bleeding? It was supposed to look sexy. Turn chicks on. Not bleed. He blinked as a thought formed. Maybe it wasn't the tattoo. Could he be bleeding? He didn't remember getting hurt. But that might be because he'd had too many vodka shots.
Expensive gold infused vodka.
An order, snapped out in Thai, ripped his focus away from the cost of the booze.
Stumbling with the translation, his gut clenched. "Check everyone. Anybody alive. Kill them."
A shrill female scream. A gun shot. Silence.
That'd be one of the hookers. Damn. Hope it wasn't the one with the butterfly tattoo above her clit. She had a mouth on her that performed miracles. Dude! What the fuck! Must be the vodka talking. Stay focused. There are guys with guns out there. Darien stretched his neck and peered around the edge of the bar. In his line of vision, a male leg stuck out from under a table. Expensive looking shoe. Presumably Italian leather. Probably belonged to Nai Jâhng. Darien raised his eyebrows. Wow. Somebody had the balls to kill a Triad boss.
He shifted his glance. A few feet to the left, lay a female arm with brilliant orange fingernails. He shivered at the remembrance of those nails grazing his balls. He focused on a tiny object a foot in front of him. Glass. Shards of it were scattered about. He frowned, trying to remember what happened. He'd walked behind the private club's bar to get another bottle of vodka when, one by one, bottles started exploding. And then he was on the floor looking at the blood dripping from his tattoo. He glanced at his wound. The bleeding had stopped.
Okay, so he wasn't gonna bleed to death. Good. Now he just had to get his ass outta here. Past them. The guys with the guns. How the fuck could he do that?

Books by Daryl Devore – romance author- erotic
A Kept Woman
A Kept Woman (Italian translation)
A Kept Woman (Portuguese translation)
Sexy Red Hood
Black Dorn
Capri’s Fate
FL.E.S.H.
Brace for Impact (Crashing into Love box set)

Bio - Daryl Devore lives in an in old farmhouse in Ontario, Canada, with her husband, a large salt water aquarium full of fish and some house ghosts. Her daughter is grown and has flown the nest. Daryl loves to take long walks up her quiet country road, or snow shoe across the back acres and in the summer, kayak along the St. Lawrence River. She has touched a moon rock, a mammoth and a meteorite. She's been deep in the ocean in a submarine, flew high over Niagara Falls in a helicopter and used the ladies room in a royal palace. Life's an adventure and Daryl's having fun living it.

Peep Rep: The book sounds really, really good.
Liza: Doesn't it though!  I may have to invite the fellow back and do a real character interview.
Peep Rep: Did you see Daryl has two ghosts? Yours is lonely. Maybe you could invite hers over.
Liza: It'll never work. Ghosts are homebodies. They like to stay at home. But we should definitely invite the hero of A Book With No Name over.
Peep Rep: Weird name...if this isn't a comedy, which it doesn't sound like, she needs a better title.
Liza: Totally agree. What would you like to name it?
Peep Rep: A Taste for Gold Vodka.
Liza: She probably wants 'wolf' in the title.
Peep Rep: Gold Vodka Wolf
Liza: There you go Daryl! Peep Rep has given your boob it's title. 
Peep Rep: Hold on! I named her book, not her boob!
Liza: Opps, my bad.
Peep Rep: Are you going to change it?
Liza: Nope. I'm pretty sure she'll like Gold Vodka boobs more  than books. So I'm leaving it.
Peep Rep: Why did I come back to work for you?
Liza: Either because I'm funny or you couldn't get anyone else to hire you.

9 comments:

  1. I'm glad that Daryl could move past the wall the characters had build... sounds like a wonderful story even with all the killing. I also like the title...for the book... not her boob...

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  2. Lmao - Gold Vodka Boob - love that. Glad peep Rep dropped by too :-)
    I think I have 1 more chapter on this book and I may have an idea for a title, but the biggest surprise - it's turned out that the book is going to have a sequel.

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  3. Liza you are hysterical. Daryl, the book sounds like a winner. Love the action in this snippet. Somehow I don't think Gold Vodka Boob is going to do it justice. But whatever the title ends up being, I want a copy!

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    1. I want a copy too, whatever you name it. I won't color over the title, I promise.

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    2. ok - but only because you promised not to colour on the cover.

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    3. Gold Vodka Boob is kinda catchy.

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