Smolder Springs by Ann Cory

Smolder Springs

by Ann Cory

Book Blurb:

After years in an emotionally draining job, Kaitlin West visits a luxurious spa known for its healing springs and breathtaking beauty. And where her personal guide, Harrison Knight, helps her awaken long suppressed desires. 

Smolder Springs is a sweet quick read. The premise of the story is for an emotionally drained Kaitlin to relax and to do something good for herself. As luck would have it, her personal guide at the spa just happens to be a very attractive man, Harrison. 

Harrison loves to tease Kaitlin and she falls for the bait almost every time. It was cute to read. When a story is so short it is hard for a foundation to be built convincingly enough to believe a couple would act upon their lustful feelings so quickly. In this case the author did a clear job of granting assurances to the readers that the sexy Harrison had this particular seduction plan ready for  Kaitlin before she arrived. It helped for the credibility factor but it didn't completely work. I still couldn't believe that Harrison was willing to change his entire world around for woman after reading her spa admittance application all the while suffering the last 5 years from an emotional setback himself. Too bad the author didn't go with an old high school crush reunion because it would have had me not even doubting.

For me it was a bit hard to classify Smolder Springs' heat level as there is intimacy but it is short lived and fairly under descriptive so not quite erotic but a bit more than spicy. I know that these short spicy stories are fantasy but for some readers like myself, they have to have some sort of basis of belief since it is contemporary romance. 

I also frowned at no mention of birth control or protection. I tend to let that go for full blown erotic stories but this story was about based around conversations and getting to know each other. 

Smolder Springs is an absolute perfect story for those readers who like a little bit of spice on a fantasy romance. 

Teasers - Delicious dreamboat in denim, chocolate sprinkles, massage, cabin

Resplendence Publishing - Ann Cory

My Fan Girl Heart Went 'Splodey - I met Diana Gabaldon

My name is MichelleKCanada (well not really but go with me on this) and I met Diana Gabaldon. 

I just get all tingly saying that out loud. I found this past week looking for ways to stumble into conversations the fact that I met Diana Gabladon. 

Me - "You look nice in red today"

Them - "Oh thanks"

Me - "Did I mention that when I met and talked with Diana Gabaldon this past weekend she was wearing red?" 

Today's blog post is called "My Fan Girl Heart Went 'Splodey" (thank you dear friend Mags for the title) and it documents my anticipated meeting of my idol, Diana Gabaldon. (because meetings of this magnitude require full documented recounts to be told to future generations.)

This past weekend was the annual Fergus Scottish Festival and Highland Games. I went last year with my youngest son and we_ had_ a_ blast. This year's trip was a special bonus because Diana Gabaldon was attending the festival. I swear it was the equivalent to counting down the days till Christmas. I've been on an Outlander high this past month with the Outlander 20th Anniversary Edition being released and then posting my interviews with Allan Scott-Douglas & Kevin Walsh from Outlander the Musical. It's turning out to be a very memorable summer of 2011 indeed. 

To best describe how my day at the Fergus Highland Games went, let me share my first tweets of the day.

At about 8:30 AM I was all snug in my seat waiting. So far the day had been good. Easy highway traffic, great weather and an excellent seat. Before Diana came on stage, the audience got a special treat with a performance by Ian Bruce from Scotland. He was funny and sang beautifully. Of course he could have just stood up there reciting the phone book because the moment he said "Hi there. How ya doing?" with that awesome Scottish burr, I was a fan.   

And then Herself came on stage right on time. The Fergus festival president awarded Diana and her husband Doug their own special set of "McOscars" and it was a great beginning to a humourous speech & an angsty book reading by Diana. Yeah, I said angsty my Roger loving friends.  She read 2 excerpts from Book 8. The first I had heard/read before was of Jamie & Lord John regarding the "carnal knowledge" scene and the other excerpt was a sneak peak into what happens when Roger goes through the stones looking for Jemmy. I had not heard that one before and all I can say is wow!

She did a Q & A but they were mostly the same questions I've heard before "When is book 8 out?", "How did you come up with Jamie and Claire's characters?", "Is there going to be an Outlander movie or mini series?" I was just waiting for the "Jamie's ghost" question to come up but we were spared. 

After the lovely discussion with Diana, the audience moved like cattle and slowly shuffled out of the tent. I slipped off to the bathroom and came back to a massive autograph lineup. I was pretty much dead last but there was no way my morning coffees and waters would have allowed me to wait without the pit stop.

I only ended up moving forward about 20 feet between 10:30 AM and 11:45 AM. That was not looking promising for me to meet Diana and get my books, T-shirt and /CD autographed. 

When Diana had to leave to participate in the opening ceremonies everyone in line was told she wasn't coming back until after 3:00 PM. Most people left but a few of us just took that as an opportunity and jumped to the head of the line and basically made camp.

I met some awesome ladies in line. We took turns holding our places in line for each other while we would each slip away to eat, drink or look around the event grounds. I could not have managed the 5 hours of waiting in line without Pat, Jennifer and Gloria. You rock ladies!

Meanwhile my son and his friend were out having the time of their lives without me tailgating them. We texted back and forth constantly and he kept coming back to check on me get more money from me. 

It started to lightly rain and then the book Gods took mercy on us because the sun came out again. It drew closer and closer to 3:00 PM and the lines were starting to build up again. The end of the line was waaaay back there. At least in the morning the trees had provided shade. By the afternoon, the sun had moved and we were all out in the open. Our umbrellas ended up working  dual purposes. So all in all, about 5 hrs in line and this girl is NOT complaining.  

And now, the moment I have been waiting for all day!!! By this time my tummy is in knots. I still haven't worked out a memorable line to introduce myself. I'm worried my mascara has turned me into a raccoon face and I'm dying to make sure I've got nothing stuck in my teeth. I'm next in line. I watched my new bff's go in first. I see Diana smile at everyone. I feel dizzy. My hands are sweaty. I'm nervous. I'm sure I'm going to screw up or spit on her or something. I'm next and I say...wait for it....I totally can't remember what I said! Look at me in the picture! I'm trying so hard not to be a 12 yr old fan girl and I 100% believe, I came out sounding like a 12 yr old fan girl. 

I take solace in the fact that my picture proves she smiled at me and that perhaps I was amusing. I am sure my opening comment came out 


"himynameismichelleandwillyousignmyshirtandIwastheonethatinterviewedAllanandKevinandIreallyloveOutlander".... 

paused for a breath and possibly moved forward making a further fool of myself  with,  


"willyoualsosignmyOutlanderCDandIreallylovethemusicalandIhopeitwillbeabigstageproductionsomeday"

So I think I may have said that or something like that?? Not sure. 

I do recollect time stopping for me and fireworks going off somewhere in the distance when she said,

 

quote - "You did a really good job on the interviews." - unquote

I think I stopped breathing then too. I love that she takes time with the fans and allows for pictures. Here is my new screensaver. 

Yes, my cheeks still hurt from smiling. 

The day continued to be awesome! Over behind the scenes minding his own business I found Diana's husband. Would I just let the poor man sit in peace? Are you kidding me? This is the man who helped deliver the legendary ending line of Fiery Cross. Beside the fact that he is tall and handsome, he was wearing a kilt. So no way I was just going to leave when opportunity knocked. I asked my new bff Pat to take our picture if Doug would accept.  He did! and I sure hope he doesn't mind me plastering his picture on my blog but look at that smile! oh and his smile too. 

I told him about the blog My Outlander Purgatory having a recent post "Our Best Friend Doug". He knew all about their site and gave me a blazing smile.  I'm not sure what he thinks about us crazy fans but what a trooper for putting up with the lot of us. 

After all this smiling and talking and adrenaline rush I really needed some lemonade and to find my son & his friend. They were out having a blast running around the events. We caught up together and took in a few events and sights together. 

So here's what a Scotsman wears under his kilt. Not what I was hoping for. *giggles*

Here is my ode to medieval times. That helmet must have weighed 3 kg or 6-7 lbs for non metric converters. 

So there was my day. I couldn't have asked for better really. Yeah I had to wait a long time in line but it was worth it to here her speak, joke, read, meet and get a picture with her. I got my Outlander 20th Anniversary Edition signed, I got my The Exile Graphic Novel signed, Outlander the Musical CD signed and my Blog T-shirt signed. All are very special to me. Great day!

Have you met any of your idols? How did you handle yourself? Were you calm and cool or did you act like a 12 yr old fan girl like I did?

GUEST Guilty Pleasure #11 this week by Leslie Lee Sanders - Exposing cleavage

There are a few other bloggers that are doing these Guilty Pleasure posts as well. It all started with C.J. Duggan and if you want a bunch of smiles, circle back to her site and see the comments to read other pleasures. Love to have you join the fun.

I'm very excited to welcome Author Leslie Lee Sanders to my Wednesday's Guilty Pleasure. I love her little shameless blameless fun. *giggles* I have to admit, I'm pretty guilty of it myself. 

Admit it. We're all guilty of exposing cleavage. 

Anyone with boobs, some men included, are guilty of exposing a little boobie crack once in a while. Since the act of exposing cleavage requires a person to have two separate mounds of fat that can easily be cradled in the palms of one's hands, (preferably on the chest) some boobs don't qualify. Sorry, tweens. Pre-boobs don't count.

I'm Leslie Lee Sanders and my guilty pleasure is exposing a little cleavage.

It's a known fact that women like to talk and men like to, um, sex. (Don't ask for the source of that information.) When dating, each tries to please the other. Men flirt with words and women flirt with boobies, even if we don't intend to share our mounds so soon.

The pleasure of showing off some cleavage comes from the attention I receive from it. The guilt comes from the pesky voice in my head repeatedly telling me that I'm whoring myself out. With every suggestive grin or wolf whistle I get, I swear I hear, "You whore. You dirty little whore," in my head. (Although I'm American, the voice has an English accent for some reason.)

What girl doesn't love attention? Since we were tweens, strapping the piece of fabric that they call a training bra across our chests, we couldn't wait to join the crowd of developing girls who died to have a boy run by and snap their bra straps (a mischievous little game boys used to play). Yes, it stung like hell but it meant the boys knew we had boobies and that's all that mattered.

Such a whore. I hear it now.

To justify my actions I'll explain… it's a survival mechanism really. Back in the Stone Age, the woman's job was to—okay, I was about to feed you a load of crap. We wear our low cut shirts and pretend to be offended when men stare at us like pieces of meat, but we really like the ogling otherwise we wouldn't wear the low cut shirts.  No, scientific explanation needed. 

Admit it. You like the attention you get from exposing yourself, don't ya?

Leslie Lee Sanders' sexy new book was just released August 12th by Breathless Press. 

You can find out more information about Leslie Lee here: 

http://www.leslieleesanders.com/

or follow the fun on Twitter here:

@LeslieLSanders