First up, a reminder!
I'm moderating a chat with the RITA®-nominated authors in the Short Contemporary Series category tomororw, May 23, at 8:00 pm ET.
Please note: you are welcome to join in the discussion, but you have to register, as space is limited. More details:
Short Contemporary Series Romance
May 23, 8 p.m. ET/5 p.m. PT
Authors participating: Jessica Hart, Day Leclaire, Susan Meier, Sarah Morgan, Robin Perini, Christine Rimmer,
and Loreth Anne White
RWA is hosting a chat for each of the RITA® categories, too.
Sarah Morgan is definitely going to be sitting on a hairbrush, keeping herself awake, so that alone should be a fun time. I hope you join us!
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I'm over at Kirkus today, talking about forbidden romances in the contemporary genre, inspired by some discussions I've had on Twitter and Facebook, and by a book I recently finished – The Englishman by Nina Lewis (review coming next week):
Forbidden romances are a challenge in a contemporary setting, because there aren't that many obstacles that effectively prevent two people from being together nowadays. The things keeping them apart, if they're external, such as social censure or professional consequences or general humiliation, in a novel have to be be large enough to provide tension, but not so large that they can't be overcome to make room for a happy ending. Conversely, those same obstacles can't be so small that the characters' inability to surmount them makes them look cowardly and weak.
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From Jill: poetry created by aligning book spines? Yes, please!
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This link comes from Hubby, and we apologize to everyone for the discomfort we are about to inflict upon you. This is seriously NSFW, you guys.
Baseball Prospectus has come across some early 80's Playgirl magazine features of baseball players.
You have never seen so many sullen half naked white guys in your life. Disco Dan Ford and Steve Yeager are clearly having a great time during their photoshoots, however.
My personal favorite: Steve Stone's listed turnoffs are “sticky hands, having to put on pants.”
You don't say!
Oh MY God, Steve Stone does the TV play by play for the White Sox here in Chicago. Watching will never be the same again.
The RITA chat is 1-2am here in London and because it’s described as ‘live’ I am trying my best to look alive (which I’m not generally at 2am). It is IMPOSSIBLE to fall asleep while sitting on a hairbrush. Try it (but not when you’re naked)
I love the Baseball Prospectus. I’m glad we don’t have to provide those stats for the RITA chat. No way am I revealing ‘thigh meat’ or ‘Butt shape’. That’s between me and my hairbrush.
So George Brett’s turn on is “pooping one’s pants”……
I don’t even know what to do with these turn ons. Except start fantasizing about the worst romance novel ever. EVER.
I just cackled so loudly reading the baseball stuff. Dear lord, that is… what’s horrific and hysterical at the same time? That.
Teehee, the baseball page is awesome. I was cry-laughing and when my husband asked me what was so funny I could only turn the laptop around and point.
One of those baseball guys is Ron Burgandy.
I remember someone having the Burt Reynolds issue in HS and daring us to look at the naked star.
Oh.. my… Remy is one of local tv announcers for the Red Sox.. I may have just been scarred for life..