Sunday, May 1, 2016

RT 2016



Spent the week in Vegas for Romantic Times Convention (RT) mid-April. Four women, seven days, and 3,100 other authors and readers all looking for their next new author.
I arrived late Sunday night after a several hour flight delay out of OKC due to weather in Vegas. Lynn Crain and Julie Castle met me at the airport. Although Julie and I tend to Skype quite often, it was great to see Lynn who’d recently returned to the US from a five-year stay in Vienna, Austria.




My roommates at the Rio were Julie, Lynn, and Brenda Wagner, and while we spent each night together we all spent the day at several workshops and/or events. We had a great view of the mountains each day, as well as the roof of the parking garage. LOL





As a special treat, I placed five of my books (one a day) in random spots throughout the convention area. If you got one of these books, please remember to Pass The Read on to the next person by leaving it in a random spot, then posting it on the Pass The Read FB page.








Monday evening, we had dinner with Callie Hutton and Peggy McKenzie at Guy Fieri’s El Burro Buorracho restaurant in the Rio. I had the Mango Jicama Crunch Salad with Shrimp and a frozen strawberry margarita. I highly recommend this salad it is that refreshing.



While Julie spent two days with her new publisher Entangled, Lynn, Brenda and I cruised the facilities and decided to shop at a local grocery store. Being local to Vegas, they knew exactly where we should go. We also at a very nice restaurant away from the Rio.

The first day of the conference for me started on Wednesday. The welcome party was fantastic and a great way to start things off. I decided to sit in on the craft workshop “Villain, Villain, Who Is the Villain.” It was an interesting hour and I believe I learned a bit in helping me with my villain in my WIP “Simply To Die For.” I also sat in the Entangled Publisher Spotlight for a refresher on what is new with EP, and what they are looking for. The hour only convinced me what I thought in 2015, EP is high on my list of must submit to publishers.
I also sat in a Steampunk workshop, which sparked some interest in this genre. I may have an idea or two up my sleeve.
One thing you must keep in mind when you attend an RT Convention, you need to be prepared for the crowds of readers waiting to get into events where they meet authors. And you need to get to the promo tables early before the best stuff is gone. Luckily I was able to get a Power Pack on Thursday from the Desert Breeze Publishing table, as well as varies pens (suffice to say, our household is never at a shortage of pens), trinkets I can take home to my 8-year-old granddaughter, and various other promo material.

Also, at this particular venue, it was approximately 1.5 miles from our room to the convention site within the hotel. Keep in mind, that does not include the miles and steps one puts on walking from workshop/event to workshop/event. I decided to choose my workshops carefully for the morning and then find a place to relax in the afternoons. I did manage to finish a particular scene in “Simply To Die For” that had several holes in it, and I got to spend a few relaxing moments poolside with Julie.



I have to say the most fun I had was Friday night at the Cirque du Punk where I caught up with EP author Nina Croft, and new Desert Breeze Publishing cover model, Cody Canon. This was the first time I’ve met Nina and I absolutely LOVE her. She’s sweet, funny, and flew all the way from Spain to attend RT and meet her fans. Besides, she’s a horsewoman like me. Cody is a sweet young man and very entertaining, watch for him on your next romance book cover.
It was so much fun seeing people I don’t see very often Saturday was my rest and relaxation day, as I had a 7:30 am flight out of Vegas and back home to OKC. Check out my FB page or the RTConvention FB page for more pictures and information.
RT2017 will be held in Atlanta, GA next year. If you love romance, love meeting the men and women behind great stories, then you need to attend RT at least once. I hope to see you there!
Maxine



Monday, March 14, 2016



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Nashville Rising Star (Book 1 of the Nashville Duet):  There were only three of them left now—Casey Montgomery from Oklahoma, the darling Emerald Braun, and Utah Sheridan. By this time next week, Utah was banking on only two left standing before the show even started. Emerald Braun wouldn’t be one of them. He reached into his pocket and pulled out an envelope. Everything he’d wanted the past few years depends on this...and what’s inside it. Unlike older brother James, Utah Sheridan intends to win Nashville Rising Star at all costs; will his bribe be the end of Emerald Braun?








Nashville By Morning (Book 2 of the Nashville Duet):  Heather Jones is a frustrated writer who falls in love with the southern ways and decides to stay, intending to break into the country music business.

James Sheridan is the son of a legendary performer, and the total opposite of younger brother Utah, strives to make it on his own. After a breakout song is recorded a Montana storm causes an accident and James leaves the tour bus, and his band, in search of help. Instead he encounters the harsh storm and becomes lost.

Saturday, December 5, 2015



Welcome to Week 120 of My Sexy Saturday.  

This week’s theme is A Sexy Galaxy. We love those stories that come from beyond our galaxy. They can even start in our galaxy and end up far, far away…we don’t care…as we love those stories that remind us of love in a different time and space.

In my sci-fi Human Touch life as we have always known it is changed.  In 2499 it’s reported that sex is forbidden and all natural child conception shall end, until …. In 2525 three human couples discover sex and give birth to three rogue babies that are captured in a raid. Then In 2550 three humans raised by SPAR officials, Reola, Stuart, and Simon rediscover what their parents before then knew…the human touch. But I’m getting ahead of myself, so let’s go back to where it all begins at SPAR Headquarters in the year 2525.

“Jules, we’ve got all the material we need to really feel what it’s like.” Miles held her close, inhaling the sweet aroma of her womanhood. She’d changed over the past year, as they’d all changed. Instead of being compliant, she’d become opinionated and had this deliciousness about her he found hard to resist. But she’d been slower to accept her new found sexuality. He was damned straight going to make it his business to awaken her fully. His hands shook at the thought but he hesitated. His hot gaze tracing her beautiful body from the faint light of excitement in her eyes to the way she nervously nibbled on her lower lip. He bit back a groan wanting nothing more than to taste her. His gaze continued its fascinated journey down her body from the pulse beat in her throat to the generous swell of her breasts. His focus sharpened and he could swear he saw her nipples bud. His mouth watered. His gaze drifted lower down her flat tummy to the womanly curve of her hips and then the soft mound of her sex. Was she wet for him? Hell, where had that thought come from?
“Miles, we can’t, not here. You know there may be evidence of what we’ve done,” she weakly argued against his neck, her breath warm like butter upon his skin.
He kissed her softly, groaning at her sweet taste, relishing the way her body melted against him, surrendering little by little. He felt her worry and her simmering arousal war with one another. His newly awakened penis throbbed, growing stiff as it pressed against the soft mound of her sex. The scent of her arousal drove him crazy and his cock ached at the restraint of his lab uniform. If he moved just a fraction of an inch, he’d feel the warmth of her thigh against his throbbing appendage. He ached to just grab her luscious ass, pull her close and grind against her until they were both on fire. The fear of scaring her off should have stopped him, but it didn’t, not when she was finally catching fire in his arms.
Shit, if he waited for her to make the first move he’d be jacking off in the shower alone again just like he had every night since he’d been thawed out. Then he’d be crawling into bed with her for a chaste kiss that didn’t do much to satisfy his unquenchable thirst. He wanted so much more, and he knew by the way she clung to him that she did too. He was tiring of taking care of business alone; he wanted to feel Jules’ warmth wrapped around him instead of his cold and clammy hand. Okay, so there’s nothing wrong with self-exploration, but damn it he needed her to give all of herself to him, not just the teasing bits and pieces she allowed him. He really hated the cat and mouse game they’d been playing since the drugs had worn off and he sensed she was at her breaking point finally able to let go the lies of the past and embrace their future.
“Look, Jules, look at what our ancestors were really like.” Miles flipped open a brown covered book to a picture of a couple fondling each other. “They’re just like we are, trying to learn about each other.”
Jules intensely studied the black and white sketch of a woman with her hand wrapped around a man’s penis, a secret smile on her face. What was she thinking?
“Aw!” Miles caught his breath as he felt her hand glide over his crotch, her wide-eyed gaze never leaving the page. He groaned when she caressed him tracing the shape of his shaft through his clothes. God, what would it feel like to have her wrapped around his bare flesh? He cautiously touched her, prepared to back away if she spooked. She smiled up at him and leaned into his touch, emboldening him to continue. He caressed the inside of her thigh in return, grinning when he heard her gasp as he touched her more intimately. His palm cupped the heat of her mound and she let out a little breathy sound that drove his heart beating wildly. His body pulsed in response and he gave her a gentle squeeze. She cried out and he thanked whatever wild instinct that had brought them to this place. The box of contraband inspired them both, and there was no power on earth that could stop him now.

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