Amy E. recently reminded me that I hadn’t posted the Personal Ad Contest yet. So here it comes! The usual rules apply: Title of book + author’s name + heroine’s name = PURE AWESOMENESS IN PIXEL FORMAT JUST FOR YOU, a.k.a. a Smart Bitch title. And you know it’s gotta be good, because look, I abused my capslock key!
(If I abuse it too often, does that mean I’ll get hairy palms?)
Impecunious SWF with impeccable bloodlines seeks man with fortune and title, but will marry a rich upstart if I have to—like, say, a wealthy textile merchant. Just don’t expect me to fall in love with you, no matter how good-natured or optimistic you are. No, your gentle good humor and endless patience with my snippiness aren’t working. I refuse to love you. I’m the daughter of a duke. I…
Oh, crap, fine, I love you.
Stumped? Looks like the contest has been up for a bit, but no guesses yet!
I have a guess, but I already have a title, so I’m resisting the urge to post it.
*tucks hands beneath self*
Dang! I have no idea! The first chance I get to give the right answer before anyone else and I’m clueless.
Ooh, ooh, I think I know this one! THE WEAVER TAKES A WIFE, by Sheri Cobb South, heroine Lady Helen Radney.
I’d’ve said Carla Kelly’s Miss Milton Speaks her Mind right up until that part about the duke. I had no idea aristocrats marrying textile merchants was such a big subgenre.
It would be Georgette Heyer’s “The Unknown Ajax” if the heroine had been the “granddaughter” of a duke instead of the “daughter.”
Kay
See? SEE??? As soon as I leave, you post the damn personal ad. If I didn’t love you Bitches so much, I’d really hate you. And next week I’ll be (hopefully, please God) working, and won’t get a chance to get in early… alas. Doomed to be part of the Unwashed Masses forever!
(Of course, it helps that I have no frickin clue on this one. Historicals aren’t really my bag. If I’d known it, well, then I’d be really pissed off.)
Aaaan SusanW gets the prize! WOO! PARTY! WITH STRIPPERS!
And by “party with strippers,” I mean “coronation ceremony to come soon-ish.” Congratulations, Susan.
Where was I during the fun? 2 1/2 hrs. with the kid getting a sports physical because baseball starts next week. Over an hour in the waiting room with sick people and their germs. Then they move us to the back in our own room…next to the bathroom, where some poor sick man proceeded to barf noisly and continuously for 45 minutes. Excuse me while I go bathe in lysol and munch down everything on my vitamin shelf.
I’d rather have been winning a title.
“Aaaan SusanW gets the prize! WOO! PARTY! WITH STRIPPERS!”
Woohoo! I’ll take the party with strippers if the strippers can be, let’s see…Sean Bean, Ioan Gruffudd, and Nathan Fillion.
I commend your taste in strippers, susanw.
Oh, and congratulate you on your title.
*grabs stack of $5 bills and gets a good seat near the stage for susanw’s party*
Dibs on Nathan Fillon!
“I’ll take the party with strippers if the strippers can be, let’s see…Sean Bean, Ioan Gruffudd, and Nathan Fillion.”
Firefly + Trash = Naked Nathan. mmmm
Shall We exchange de link
Ooooh, Susan, I want to come to your party! I’ll bring the single malt.
And congrats on the title.
Graciously,
Duchess Twitterpants
Did you guys see that Nathan Fillion is going to be on that new Fox show?!? Something about an illegal race across the country. It looks like utter shit, but now I’ll have to watch it. Damn you, Cap’n! *shakes fist*
I already gots me a title, but in any case I got stuck on textile merchant and was trying to think if North and South counted as a romance novel.
And hot damn, Ioan Gruffudd? I’m there.
…and since we ‘nucks don’t have singles in bills, I’ll have to throw fistfuls of loonies at them. Ow.
Great taste in strippers. Yum. Trash? YUM.
And Lady Amy, you already have a title. Don’t go getting greedy now.
Oh, hell no! I’ll fight a bitch over Nathan Fillion! *lol*
And Lady Amy, you already have a title. Don’t go getting greedy now.
But greedy’s what I do, Cat. It’s what I’m good at! Don’t take a bitch’s best skill away.
And since Sealand’s now for sale, I’m not sure my Noble Title from the old ‘royal family’ is still valid. Do I have to get re-nobled from whoever buys it? How’zat work, anyway? “Dear Sir or Ma’am, will you re-noble me? Thanks, Lady Amy.”
come on bitches, tell Susan she’s right. It’s Weaver Takes a Wife. I didn’t go out for it because I have a title but next time this happens, I won’t be so polite.
Oh. Ah. Missed the note from Candy. It was all the chatter about Nathan Fillion. See, if we’re talking Firefly, I thought Adam “Jayne the Idiot Lunatic” Baldwin was hot but no one else agrees with me. And the other guy with the sense of humor. I liked him, too.
Oh, I’m totally hot for Adam Baldwin too. Who wouldn’t be?
Since Ioan Gruffudd and Nathan Fillion have been claimed, I’ll take Sean Bean at susanw’s party! Oh yeah, Dickie Sharpe is mine! 🙂