Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Winners of Worst Week Ever Prizes.

Congratulations to the winners of the 7 blog tour prizes:

Grand Prize of $25 Amazon Gift Card goes to:

Ella Quinn

Six Prizes of $5 Amazon Gift Cards go to:

Brenda Dyer
Joanne Wadsworth
Nancy Goodman

Congrats to all. The second book to this series will release in September, so you might want to hold off spending your prize...just saying.  LOL

Tuesday, July 30, 2013

The Best of the Worst Week Ever

Thank you for following me across my very long blog tour. I had great fun!  And just to recap, I have selected my 3 favorite blogs and placed their links here. (This turned out to be a very difficult task.)

And my fabulous trailer was released during the tour at Love, Laughter, Friendship which also provided a 5 Harley Review.

I am also going to try and move up the remaining two books for a quicker release. So expect them to come along sooner than originally anticipated.

I'm hoping to get Book Two: Oh Stupid Heart published between September 15-30th, the The final book, Coming to Reason by November.

I want to thank each and every one of you for following me through my tour. I hoped you had fun and bought my book along the way.

And if you leave a comment below, you can increase your chances of winning one of the seven prizes. 
Best of Luck. Winners will be announced tomorrow on this site.

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Date LinkTopic of Blog
26-JunKaren Wilson/Books & MoreSpotlight with Trivia about Sam
28-JunElla QuinnCarrie talks about historical stuff. 
1-JulPippa JayInterview with Carrie and Trent
2-JulCharacters & CoffeeInterview with Dawn & Sam 
2-JulMy Erotic NotionsInvestigator Peep profiles Carrie 
3-JulBrynna CurryBrynna asks Liza tough questions
5-JulAlana LorensThe Universe According to Trent
6-JulKylie WolfeWorst & Best Moments for Trent and Carrie

9-JulAuthors to WatchLiza discusses writing
Tera Shanley
Violetta Rand
Investigator Peep profiles Trent
Interview with Liza

11-JulKary RadarKill The Darlings 1- 1st day of work-Part 1
12-JulVictoria AdamsVictoria's Questions
13-JulGeorgia Lyn HunterKill the Darlings 2- 1st day of work- Part 2
14-JulLove, Laughter, FriendshipWorst Week Ever Trailer Reveal
15-JulJenna Jaxon Character interview with Carrie and Trent
16-JulMaria HammarbladInterview with Sam the driver
17-JulStormGoddess Book ReviewNikki's Questions
18-JulSara W EllwoodCarrie's near deaths in pictures
19-JulBobbi RomansKill the Darlings 3 - Act One of Tall and Tiny
20-JulAmaleen IsonKill the Darlings 4- Thomas Thomas
21-JulCD Brennen Nuts BlogNutty Interview
22-JulKaren BynumHow I came to create such a god awful leading man
23-JulCalisa Rhose How bad can a bad boy be until they be too bad?
24-JulChristine WarnerHow this 3 book series came to be and the real life lesson I learned from it.
25-Jul[Insert Clever Quip Here]Liza creats a picture book
27-JulMark of the StarsInterview with Mars the butlers.
28-JulD'Ann Lindun Interview with Joey
29-JulMelissa KendellInterview with Trent Lancaster about Carrie.
30-JulLiza O'ConnorWrap Up/ Fav post

Sunday, July 28, 2013

Officer Pascal visit D'Ann for an interview

How did I get Detective Pascal to drive all the way out to Colorado for an Interview on D'Ann Lindun's blog? Easy, I put fishing gear in his SUV.
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Saturday, July 27, 2013

Butlers visit Jessica Subject's SPACE TOWEL

Today, I've sent the butlers (Mars and Mars) to be interviewed by Jessica Subject. Only everytime I try to tell you about her shiny cylinder home in the upper atmosphere she keeps throwing a space towel over my words.

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Thursday, July 25, 2013

Liza visits Melissa Limoges

Today I've brought a silly picture book to Melissa Limoges blog [Insert Clever Quip Here]

(Probably a regression caused by yesterday's serious blog)

Melissa is a great sport and lets me as silly as I like. So stop by, have a laugh, and win $$
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Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Liza gets serious with Christine Warner

Today, I get serious at Christine's Words.
I decided to admit to my less than successful love life perils, and how I went terribly wrong. 

I provide four life lessons that I really wished I'd learned a bit sooner.

If you have a young adult in your company, you might want to make them read this blog. These are life lessons they need to learn sooner than later.

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Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Calisa Rhose interviews Carrie about bad boy Trent

Today, I've sent Carrie to Calisa Rhose's Blog to be interrogated as to why she thinks her billionaire boss has the makings of a great boss and boyfriend.

Personally, I think she's crazy, but we've all been there. A person has to learn life on their own. And who knows? Maybe she's right. Maybe Trent can become a man worth loving.
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Monday, July 22, 2013

Liza visits Karen Y Bynum's Blog

Today, I supposed to be at Karen Y Bynum's Blog. where I talk about the ingredients needed to make such a God-awful bad boy.

But the title of my book has once again attracted the digital demons and my post is yet up. (It's probably hanging about in DRAFT.)

So I'm putting it up here until we can right this matter. (Any comments made here WILL be entered to win the seven prizes.)


The way I make any character is to pull the ingredients from real life experiences.

So these are the experiences that helped create Trent.

Experience #1:

Worst Boss Ever: 

I once worked for the meanest man on Wall Street. (Everyone who knew him claimed this--not just me). And yes, he was a billionaire. While he didn't technically own Paine Webber or even run the NYC division, he behaved like he did. If anyone dared get in his way, refused his demands, or complained because he had stolen their clients, they would be gone within a month.
 Satan would have been more pleasant to work for.
He was the first 'real' boss I had. I was hired because I was southern, with a positive work ethic, and somehow HR hoped that meant I would be able to charm him, where as NYC girls just said 'Screw This" and left ten minutes into the job.

I did try harder. It took me two years to come to reason and say, Liza, you have skills now. You are battle scarred enough. Anyone will be a nicer boss. Jack the Ripper would be a nicer boss.

Due to the stress of the job & personal life, I'd been dropping weight until I looked like a poster child for Anorexia. So I called my former head hunter and got an after-work interview, met two partners of another firm who were very impressed that I had worked for the meanest man on Wall Street for two years. They hired me on the spot. The next Monday I went in and let Satan's Master know due to health reasons, I had to stop working for him. His reply: No. I'll be nicer. You can't quit.

During the next week, he screamed and bellowed at everyone else, then talk to me like a fireman trying to talk a frightened kitten from a tree. It was beyond creepy.  On Friday, he called me in. "You're staying, right?"

"No, Gary. I'm still leaving. This job is killing me, literally."

His eyes narrowed in fury. "You have another job lined up, don't you."

The hairs on the back of my neck rose. My self-preservation was screaming 'Run Bambi, Run!"
"I have to work, I just can work here anymore."

"Get out!" he screamed. "Get the hell out, now."

I bolted to the door, got through it and had it partially closed when the first client record book hit the door. When another book slammed against the closed door, I looked at the my fellow assistant. "I won't be coming in next week. Sorry to leave you short-handed." Then I gathered my stuff and headed for the long journey home to NJ.

Experience Two: 

Worst Boyfriend Ever

The other toxic poison that I threw into my brew was the worst boyfriend I have ever had.
I didn't like him when we first met. In fact, my very first thought, before I even knew his name, was JERK.

He'd opened his beer can and spewed it all over me. He was a bitter rich kid with parents who didn't like him much. He was petulant, arrogant, and selfish and of all the guys flirting with me on the communal porch to my new apartment, he was my least favorite. Yes, he was good-looking, but so was the brother of the owner of the apartments, and he was so much nicer. So I had my eye on him.
Turned out that was like a red flag to a bull for JERK. He loved stealing girls from his friend. So when I was asked to go out barhopping with them, I called a girlfriend and we went. 3 guys, 2 girls. Could it get any better than that? I of course hoped to hook up with the nice cute guy. My friend would hook up with the other nice guy and JERK could wander off on his own. Unfortunately, that's not what happened. JERK became all charms and compliment and convinced me I had completely misread his character. He was delightful, fun, and sexy as hell.

So I fell in love with the good parts of him, and tried not to focus on the bad parts, which were still there. (So much like poor Carrie does with Trent.)
I was still with the JERK as I was dealing with the worst boss ever. According to my diaries at the time, I thought myself in love with the JERK. I don't see how that was possible. I think I just wanted to be in love with someone, and to have someone love me. I don't think I even understood what love really was. That comes from seeing it in your life. (My parents hated one another) or being lucky enough to discover it on your own.

Result: Psychotic Killer-Opps!

Unfortunately, the ingredients from these two characters make a toxic mixture that would be great for a psychotic killer, but way too bad for a bad boy. So I pulled traits from my best boyfriend ever and funny stupid antics from my dumbest boss to create Trent.

I also blame a great deal of Trent's problems on his horrible parents (something a person can recover from) and having too much money, (which IMO is harder to overcome.) After meeting a great deal of the 1%ers, I am convinced having too much money is toxic to the soul. It takes a very strong character to survive excessive wealth. It's especially hard on the later generations.

By adding these funny and positive traits, in the end, I have bad boy that is capable of becoming a good man. However, realistically, it's going to take more than week, which means he's not quite there come the end of book one.) And honestly, success isn't guaranteed. If anything falls against him, he could so easily revert to his comfort zone of a God-awful Bad Boy.

Yes, it would have been easier to make him a nicer person, but hey, look on the bright side. Had I not added qualities from my best boyfriend, poor Carrie would have been falling in love with a psychotic killer. And don't tell me that never happens, because it does. Just google it. 

Thankfully, that's not in my life experiences.

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Sunday, July 21, 2013

Trent & Carrie visit CD Brennen

Today, I'm sending Trent and Carrie to CD's Sundae Nuts.  (I've already gone and caused trouble enough, so I sent the kids this time.) Trent is such an alien. You won't believe his answers.
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Saturday, July 20, 2013

Liza rehabs the last darling at Amaleen Ison's

Today, I'm at Amaleen Ison's blog sharing the last of the darlings I had to fire from my book, but loved too much to kill. So they went to work for Marketing Kitten and now do promotional visits.

Today, I discuss the ancient security guard named Thomas Thomas. And before you tell me no one would name their kid that, I've gone proof carved in granite. Literally carved in granite. Come see, have a laugh and try to win some $$$. Somebody's gonna win it. Might as well be you.
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Friday, July 19, 2013

Liza brings a fired darling to Bobbi Roman's blog

We've all heard the expression 'kill your darlings' but I refuse. Instead, I'm rehabilitating them. Yes, I fired them from the book, but that doesn't mean they can't work in marketing. So today, I provide a condensed version of Tall and Tiny's Broadway show, which I created under the inspiration of show don't tell. (Turns out that's not always the best idea.)

I'm at Bobbi Roman's blog a.k.a. Yak Pad. Stop by and see Tall and Tiny's comical magic act.

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Thursday, July 18, 2013

Liza visits Sara Ellwood

Today, I'm at Sara Ellwood's Blog. I've brought along a pictorial presentation and excerpts about Carrie's four near deaths during this week.  Come laugh at the craziness and win $$$.
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Wednesday, July 17, 2013

Liza interviews Gambling On A Heart by Sara W. Ellwood

Step up and take your chances, Peeps. Today we are rolling the bones. I'm interviewing Gambling On A Heart by Sara Walter Ellwood.

Peep Rep: Can I use dice? I don't have any bones.

Liza: You've a bonehead. Roll that out the door while I interview Gambling On a Heart. Strut on in here Gam. 
 Liza: Well aren't you a sight for sore eyes! Okay if I call you Gam?

Book: Are you talking to me?

Liza: No, I'm talking to the cows browsing on the bottom  of your cover. Of course, I'm talking to you. May I call you Gam?

Gam: If it's okay with my author. I didn't know humans could hear me.

Liza: I'm uniquely talented.

Peep Rep: That means 'insane'.

Gam: She won't hurt me, will she?

Liza: I've only got one rule: No talking to Peep Rep. And rest easy. While I might someday hurt Peep Rep, I will never hurt a book. I love books.

Gam: *shuffles uncomfortably* Forgive me if I don't return the feelings, but I barely know you.

Liza: Not a worry. Tell me about your story.

Gam: Well, this is the second book of a series called The Colton Gamblers.

Liza: Are there enough Coltons to start their own Gamblers Anonymous club?

Gam: That's the name of the town, so yes, they could if they wanted, but I don't think they do.

Liza: Do you have any proof?

Gam: Well, there's the first line of the blurb:

She once lost his heart on a bluff. Will she risk everything to win it back?

Gam: Does that sound like someone interested in giving up gambling?

Liza: Nope, you've convinced me. So carry on.

Gem: Beautician Tracy Quinn spends her days making the women of Colton, Texas beautiful, while living down the nickname of Olive Oyl, given to her by the only man she has ever loved—Zack Cartwright. She spends her nights alone, despite what her ex husband wants their friends and neighbors to think.
Liza: Oh, so she's got a trash talking ex trying to run her name through the mud. That's grounds for a cattle stampede right across his face.

Gam: You are scaring me again.

Liza: Not to worry. I'll put you somewhere safe before the stampede begins.  So Tell me about this Zack fellow.

Gam: Ex-rodeo cowboy. Ex-bad-boy. Ex-Marine. Widower and single dad Sheriff Zack Cartwright can describe his life in exes. One ex in particular reminds him of what’s missing in his workaholic life: Tracy Quinn. For years since she broke his heart, he’s practically made avoiding her a second job. He still wants her, but can never go after her.

Liza: Oh now I'm conflicted. I love rodeo cowboys, marines and sheriffs. Tell me this isn't the guy trash talking Tracy.

Gam: No, it's not.

Liza: Then I've unconflicted myself. Continue.

Gam: When cattle rustlers target her brother’s ranch, Tracy and Zack are stuck working together. 

Liza: Cattle rustling?  No wonder she has so few cows on your cover. 

Gam: The last thing I want is a herd of cows trampling through my pages. I much prefer the spicy sex scenes.

Liza: Cow poop! That's a shocker. So go on with this story, it's really good.

Gam: Well, Tracy believes her son could use a positive male role model like Zack.

Liza: And what does Zack think?

Gam: He thinks his daughter is wild for a chance at a “substitute” mom. 

Liza: Sounds like a slam dunk romance to me. So they marry and live happily ever after.

Gam: No so fast little doggy. Tracy’s ex threatens to sue if she lets Zack near her son.

Liza: He probably said HIS son. The jerk.

Gem: Also the Colton grapevine is abuzz with rumors about their past relationship.

Liza: I wonder who spread those lies.

Gem: Read the book and find out. But the big question is:
Is it worth the gamble to see if what they have is more than lust?

Liza: This is a conundrum for rational people. Thankfully, I don't have such worries.
Still, I am intrigued with these two. Can we peek beneath your cover and taste a page or two.

Gam: I suppose I can risk it. Do you promise not to dog-ear my pages.

Liza: NEVER!

Gam: You'll never promise?

Liza: No, I would never dog ear a book.

Gem: Then you can take a gander tween my covers.

“I was hoping you could keep me company this afternoon.” He skimmed his fingers over her cheek.
Her insides, heating up like lava under the surface of the earth, pooled in her low belly. Her lips parted.

Against her lips, he whispered, “Tracy, I want you.”

She had thought of little else since he’d left her standing on her porch Friday night. He was asking her to enter into a sexual relationship without any hope of a future--without love.

But she was already in love with Zack.

Both of their kids would benefit from them being together. Hadn’t that been what she’d decided while she tossed and turned in her big, empty bed?

With her gaze locked on his, she murmured, “I want you, too, but I have a stipulation.”

He leaned back. “What is it?”

“I’m no one’s bed-buddy, Zack. I know what my reputation is in this town, but it’s all wrong.” She swallowed her rapidly thumping heart back into place. “I’ll only go through with this, if you promise to treat me as a serious girlfriend. That means we date, we visit with our families and we share our kids.” When his expression hardened, she quickly added, “Mandy likes me. And I adore her. I’d like to bring her here, to the shop, for a few hours and play. And take her shopping. I know your mom tries, but she’s busy with her foundations and charities she does for the Junior League.”

The breath she sucked in was full of Zack’s scent of sage and leather. “Meanwhile, you can teach Bobby how to ride and maybe take him to the sheriff’s department and show him around. Jake won’t like it, but I’ll deal with him.” Having laid her demands out on the proverbial table, she held her breath, waiting for him to tell her what she could do with herself. After all, a man of Zack’s caliber could have any damned woman he wanted. Tracy was just handy, and according to the gossip of her ex-husband and mother-in-law, she was easy.

He studied her for a few moments. “That’s more than one stipulation.”

“Take it or leave it.”

“Tracy, it won’t change what I told you Friday night. I’m never getting married again.”

His words stung as much now as they had the other night, but she didn’t show him how much. She kept her face determined, as if she were haggling over one of his horses, rather than her body and soul.

“Fine. But I’m not a floozy. Yes, I’ve made mistakes. But I have my son to consider. And I’d hope you’d feel the same about Mandy. They’re bound to see us together. What do you plan on telling your six-year-old daughter when she asks about me? That I’m your friend with benefits? I know that isn’t what I want to be teaching my son.” Moreover, she didn’t want to give credence to Jake’s claim that she had no sexual morals.

“Okay,” he said at last. “We’ll play the game your way.” He pressed her against him. “Luck would have it I’m off this afternoon, too. I’ve already put in sixteen hours.”

When his lips captured hers, she knew she’d made a pact with the devil, but she couldn’t stop the elation surging through her. There was something he wanted from her. Sex was a big portion of it, but something else kept Zack from walking away and hooking up with any one of the many available women in town.

Liza: How does it end?

Gam: You'll have to buy the book and see.

Liza: Can't I just peek at the ending?

Gam: No! Get away from me. How dare you suggest such a thing. Who raised you?

Peep Rep: Feral cats.

Gam: You don't go reading the end of books to see how it ends. Why if Zack caught you doing that, he'd throw you into jail for sure.

Liza: Well the threat of jail sounds like the interview is over. Do you have anything nice you'd like to say perhaps?

Gam: I would like to say something else.

Liza: Really, the stage is yours.

Gam: I would like to thank the lovely lady that wrote me, Sara Williams Ellwood.

Sara Walter Ellwood is an award winning author whose novel Gambling On A Secret was named by bestselling author Carolyn Brown in the Happy Ever After Blog on USA Today as one of her favorite romances of 2012. Although Sara has long ago left the farm for the glamour of the big town, she draws on her experiences growing up on a small hobby farm in West Central Pennsylvania to write her stories. She’s been married to her college sweetheart for nearly 20 years, and they have two teenagers and one very spoiled rescue cat named Penny. She longs to visit the places she writes about and jokes she’s a cowgirl at heart stuck in Pennsylvania suburbia.
She also writes paranormal romantic suspense under the pen name of Cera duBois.

Liza: Thank you so much for coming to my interview. Sorry I upset you. To make it up I've hired a cow to take you back to Sara.

Gam: That don't look like no cow I've ever seen.

Peep Rep: Don't worry. I called you a limo.

Gam: Thanks, Peep Rep. You're alright.

Liza: *sniffs*

Gam: And you Miss Liza. Your mouth get's ahead of you, but your heart's in the right place. And to show there's no hard feelings, I've a bit of advice for you. 

Liza: *smiles* I'm all ears.

Gam: Whatever you do, don't try to milk that 'cow'.

Liza: Thanks Gambling On A Heart.
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Liza is interviewed by the StormGoddess

Today, I'm at StormGoddess Nikki Barrett who attempts to interview me. That's never easy. I bring along lots of pictures. Stop by and win $$
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Tuesday, July 16, 2013

Sam the Driver visits Maria Hammerblad's blog

Today, Sam, Trent's driver, is interviewed by Maria Hammerblad at her blog.  He reveals a great deal of interesting information. He also hits on Maria. Come laugh and win $$$.
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Monday, July 15, 2013

Jenna Jaxon interviews Trent & Carrie today

Today, Trent and Carrie are being interviewed by Jenna Jaxon at her blog. I have to put a NO DRINKING WHILE READING warning on this one. Come laugh, learn, and win $$.
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Sunday, July 14, 2013

Liza reveals her book trailer at Pink's

Today, I'm at Pink's blog Love, Laughter & Friendship (that's Harlie Williams' little sister.) I'm going to reveal my fabulous trailer for Worst Week Ever today. And Pink's going to review my book. I hope she likes it. 
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Saturday, July 13, 2013

Liza visits Georgia Lyn Hunter's Blog

Today, I'm at Georgia Lyn Hunter's Blog sharing the 2nd half of the rehabilitated Darling: Carrie's first day working for Trent. Lots of fun and a great chance to win $$$. 
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Friday, July 12, 2013

Liza is at Victoria Adams being questioned.

Today, I was supposed to be at  Victoria's Pages of Romance only she's been locked out by Blogger and is in the process of building a new website.
Daryl Devore may be putting it up on her site, but just to play it safe, I'm also putting it here.

Victoria: Let me introduce Liza O'Connor and her latest book: Worst Week Ever.

Please tell us about yourself and your latest book. 

I'm Liza, I'm a nut.  A cracked nut to be precise.
My latest book is Worst Week Ever and follows Carrie Hanson's disastrous week from hell. This is book one of a three book series.

Not everything that happens in the week is bad. She has some good moments. She saves some people's lives, makes some new friends, and even falls in love--but the latter might very well be her worse disaster of the week. Only time will tell.

Early in the week, Carrie's billionaire, good-looking boss becomes nice for a few hours, and, God help her, she falls in love with him. And while Trent does want to become a man Carrie can love, he's got a lifetime of bad habits to overcome, so even though he improves through the week, there's only so much change that can occur in such short time. Thus, he might not win you over in book one, but have no fear, it won't stop you from having a rollicking good week of chaos with Carrie.

Have you written other books? Their titles and genres.

I spent 8 years doing nothing but writing. Last year I finally began to publish. So I began with a story that begins with the protagonist killing herself in chapter one. Then she reincarnates into the body of a 17 year old troubled teenage girl who has had some horrible things done to her. Now the girl's troubles are Cass'. Will 80 years of life experience help save her from a repeat of the past?  You'll laugh, cry and yell a lot when reading this book. It's called Saving Casey, classified as  Young Adult Suspense Thriller but adults seem to like it best and it's available at all ebook sites.

Then there's my current book Worst Week Ever, which is a New Adult Humorous Contemporary. I am not classifying it as a romance because it's a dysfunctional romance.

Then in December 2013 Ghost Lover will appear. It's a New Adult, humorous romance with a touch of paranormal--that is if you assume ghosts aren't real. Since I live with one, I'm inclined to treat them as real.

Early in 2014 will come the second book of A Long Road to Love: Oh Stupid Heart. This time I'll call it a New Adult Romance. 

After that, I hope to have publishing dates for the beginning of New Adult Sci Fi Romance series.
Okay now I'm feeling overwhelmed... next question please.

Writers often mention their characters talk to them? Do yours chat with you?
We chat, share feelings, argue, sing songs together. My characters are very real to me and a lot more interesting than my ghost. Sorry, Mrs. Martin...

Have you ever based a character on someone you knew? Did you tell that person?
My heroine Carrie is actually based on a fabulous young woman who is small in size, but a giant in achievements. She is incredibly bright and an absolute pleasure to work with. And no, she doesn't know she's been immortalized. I don't think she'd like to have the week of disasters that befall my character.

Short question time.
Favourite TV show? Nashville.  No...Mesmerist.  Hold on...Voice.  Depends upon the night.

If Hollywood called, which actor should play the hero or heroine in your book?  For Carrie, the best I could find was Rachel Leigh Cook, but she's 7 inches taller than Carrie, so she'll have to wear flats.

If he has a time machine to turn himself 30 again, I'd like Matthew McConaughey to play Trent. Here's the painting I did of my character

I call this style of painting: fragmenting.

Three things you'd want on a deserted island.
A water proof computer, internet service, and a long-life fire starter.

Favourite thing to do on a vacation?
Go to strange places, risk life, and write novels during my down time.

Anything else you would like to add?
Yes, a warning label:
Worst Week Ever does not meet the standard expectations for a romance. Please see the following advice as to if you should read all or none of this delightful series:

Worst Week Ever
by Liza O'Connor
New Adult, Humor, Contemporary

What do you get when you put a hardworking, can-do middle-class young woman together with a egoistical, outrageous, billionaire boss, then throw in the worst week of disasters imaginable?

Book 1 of the 3 book series A Long Road to Love.

Worst Week Ever.

Trent Lancaster spends one month without his Executive Assistant, or as his drivers refers to Carrie: 'Trent's brain, left hand, and right hand'. He's had a miserable month without her at his side and to ensure it never happens again, he intends to marry his brilliant beauty. Only given all the times he's threatened to fire her, he's not sure she even likes him. However, the future of his company and his happiness depend upon him succeeding, so Trent begins a slow one week seduction that happens to coincide with Carrie's Worst Week Ever when everything that can go wrong does so in hilarious form.

(Hilarious to the reader--Carrie is not having much fun this week.)

The door burst open and Trent strode in, followed by a man dressed in a black suit, carrying a tray of food. “Good, you’re finally awake. Saves me from having to throw cold water on you.”

Trent sat on her bed as he pointed to the desk. “Put her breakfast there.”

“On the one of a kind, heirloom desk, which has been in your family since 1845?” his butler asked.


“No!” Carrie yelled over him. “Let’s put it on the bed stand.” She pushed the Tiffany lamp further back to make room.

“Thank you, miss,” the butler said as he placed the silver tray on the stand and then stepped back. 

“Will there be anything else?”

“No,” her grumpy boss snapped. The moment the butler stepped into the hall, Trent slammed the door closed and glared at Carrie. “Do not countermand my orders to the staff. They’re impossible enough already.”

She chuckled. “I’m sure they say the same about you.” The tantalizing aroma of her food caught her attention. Unable to resist, she peeked beneath the silver lid.

Trent sat a foot away from her on the bed and sniffed at her plate. “I told the cook she’d be fired if you didn’t eat it.”

“If you actually said that, you should go downstairs and apologize. You appear to have a wonderful cook and should value her.”

He shrugged. “She’s okay. Not as good as the last one though.”

Unwrapping her fork from a swaddling of fine linen, Carrie dug into the egg-white omelet. Her eyes rolled in ecstasy. “God, this is fabulous!”

“Really?” He moved closer and stole her fork so he could try some.

She expected him to smile at first taste. Instead, he became annoyed. “Come on! Your taste buds can’t be that jaded.”

His eyes narrowed. “It’s very good. Far better than the crap she feeds me.”

Carrie shook her head and swiped the fork. If the cook prepared Trent mediocre meals, she understood why. During her first six months at Lancaster Chairs, Trent had threatened her with unemployment on a daily basis and she’d hated it. She nearly grew to hate him, would have, except his remarks always lacked sincerity, as if he’d learned them rote.

Once she’d consumed a quarter of the omelet, she offered him the fork. He smiled and shook his head. “You finish it. The cook will serve me my gruel later. Probably spit in it for good measure.”

Author Bio:

Liza lives in Denville, NJ with her dog Jess. They hike in fabulous woods every day, rain or shine, sleet or snow. Having an adventurous nature, she learned to fly small Cessnas in NJ, hang-glide in New Zealand, kayak in Pennsylvania, ski in New York, scuba dive with great white sharks in Australia, dig up dinosaur bones in Montana, sky dive in Indiana, and raft a class four river in Tasmania. She’s an avid gardener, amateur photographer, and dabbler in watercolors and graphic arts. Yet through her entire life, her first love has and always will be writing novels. She loves to create interesting characters, set them loose, and scribe what happens.

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