Today, I've invited Bobbi Romans over to clean my house. It's a total mess.
Bobbi: Hold on! I didn't agree to clean anything. I came to talk about my upcoming books.
Liza: April Fool!
Bobbi: Whew! Your house is such a mess, I wasn't sure.
Liza: It is. I am trying to teach it to clean itself, but so far it hasn't caught on to the concept.
Bobbi: Let me know if you ever succeed. I would like to know that trick.
Liza: Well, I'm off to edit. Have fun with my people.
Bobbi: waves goodbye to Liza, frowns at the messy room, then smiles at the peeps waiting to be entertained and enlightened.
Spring is in the air...no, quit laughing. This isn’t an April Fool’s Joke. I swear.
Proof number one:
OOPS, seems Mother Nature decided to pull a prank on all the Spring Breakers at Panama City Beach.
Well, here’s something Spring related within my control. My latest contemporary short...
Meadow Paxon sought solitude. A peaceful place where she could think about life. What she wanted, where she wanted to be and who she wanted to be with, if she wanted anyone at all.
So here she was, last place she ever expected, doing the oddest thing. Fishing.
Montana Yale fought against his involuntary vacation. Took more than a bullet in the shoulder to make him call out sick. The chief and his primary physician disagreed.
So here he was, fishing up at his buddy cabin in the mountains.
Neither had a clue the catch of a lifetime was one cast away.
Coming Soon to Shara Azod, LLC http://www.sharaazod.com/index.html
Also, recently released was my paranormal short,
His Lady Leprechaun.
Yeah, life was good. Until he overheard, “Hide and seek, hide and seek, find the rainbow and earn your treat.”
Ever since he’d heard those words and found the exotic naked beauty singing them, his world had been anything but normal. Uncovering the fact his mysterious woman might be a leprechaun shook his entire being.
Maybe this strange turn in his life isn't about pots of gold at the end of rainbows but treasures far more exquisite...
(Also available B & N, ARe and other fine ebook retailers)
One commenter will win a copy of Montana Spring.
Answer me this...what does Spring mean to you?
For me it means the annual, tedious work on the frog pond. Oh did I say frog pond? My bad,
I meant pool. Yes. Time to take the sucker from swamp green to crystal blue.
Joy. (see the frown?)
Find me all over the place;
Thanks for stopping by and big thank you to Liza for allowing me to swing by for a visit.