Thank you Jaunty Quills for letting me visit your fab blog! Welcome to the second half of November! Hope you’ve done everything you wanted to do before the holidays hit. When I say holidays, I’m including Thanksgiving which will be here in a few days. Are you screaming yet? I hope not, but if you are, I can offer you a nice royal escape to a safe island in the Mediterranean with A PRINCESS UNDER THE MISTLETOE. It’s available NOW!
This book features a princess and her sister who have been banished from their kingdom due to rough economic times. Their lives have been threatened, so they must assume new temporary identities. Princess Sasha becomes Nanny Sara to widower Gavin Sinclair’s young son and baby girl. Despite Sara’s best efforts, she finds herself falling not only for the children, but for Gavin, too. But this is temporary and what will happen when Gavin learns who she really is?
One of the more fun scenes in this book was inspired by my precious great-niece who got bored during her naptime. Anyone who’s ever taken care of a toddler knows that boredom can be messy. As you can see in this photo, my great-niece creatively took care of her boredom. (Now for the clean-up, Mom!) In my book, the three-year old took a green marker to himself and his 6-month old sister, explaining his action by saying, “I’m a frog because I’m fast and Adelaide is a turtle because she’s slow.” (Now for the clean-up, Nanny!)
Do you have a fun story about what a child did while you were caring for him or her? Or maybe even a pet story? Please share in the comments. I’ll draw one commenter’s name to receive a $15.00 Amazon gift card. If you get a chance to read A PRINCESS UNDER THE MISTLETOE, please write me at leannebbb @ aol.com (no spaces). I’d love to hear from you!
Happy November, everyone! Even though someone forgot to tell Mother Nature to switch off summer and turn on fall – it’s still muggy and the mercury is hanging in the high eighties here in Florida – my heart is giving thanks for this most wonderful time of the year.
I love fall and particularly November. It’s a festive time at Chez Thompson. We celebrate a couple of family birthdays this month; it seems like College Girl can find a few extra days to come home; and, of course, we close out the month with Thanksgiving. I always find myself counting my blessings even more than usual because in November, more than ever, I’m reminded of what’s most important.
To make things even better, I have a release out this month – HIS TEXAS CHRISTMAS BRIDE. It’s the 9th book in my Celebrations, Inc. series. RT Book Reviews gave it 4 1/2 stars and said, ”…Love conquers all in this fantastic, emotional Christmas story. Thompson’s poignant page-turning dialogue is intimate and informative. Her spectacular, stupefied prospective parents who find love in spite of both their dysfunctional family issues are marvelous.”
The story spans Thanksgiving through Christmas. So, if you need a little help easing your way into the holiday spirit, this story might help.
Here’s a little taste of the Thanksgiving scene. The hero, Dr. Nick Ciotti, has arrived at the heroine’s parents’ home after working Thanksgiving Day.
On the porch, Nick could see through the illuminated windows into the dining room where a crowd was gathered around the table enjoying dessert.
Maybe he should’ve texted Becca before he came, but he was already so late that he’d been in a hurry to get there. Now, it seemed pointless to text from the front porch.
He rang the doorbell and heard the sound of running feet and a couple I’ll get its—a herd of children, no doubt—racing to answer the door.
He was right. When the door opened, a small crowd of kids clustered around the threshold.
“Who are you?” asked a boy who may have been six or seven years old. His nose was covered with freckles, and he was missing his two front teeth.
Nick shifted his weight from one foot to another. “I’m Nick. Who are you?”
“My mom says I can’t talk to strangers,” said the boy, who was obviously the spokesperson for the munchkins.
“Probably a good idea,” Nick said. “Would you please go get Becca so I can talk to her?”
“He’s here to see Becca?” a little blonde girl asked. “How come he’s not at his house having Thanksgiving?”
“Because he’s here to see Becca,” the freckle-faced boy said, in that way older and usually self-designated wiser kids talked down to younger kids.
“He’s right,” Nick said. “I’m supposed to come over and have Thanksgiving with Becca. Right here in this house with you.”
The little girl ducked back behind the door.
The freckled kid assessed him for a moment before bellowing, “Beccaaaaa!”
He drew out the aaaa until a startled-looking Becca came to the door.
“Oh! Nick. It’s you.” Her face brightened. “You’re here. How long have you been standing there?”
“Not long. They were just telling me that they’re not allowed to talk to strangers.”
Becca laughed. “Right. Well, uh, thanks, Jesse. This is Nick. He’s my friend. It’s okay to invite him in.”
Becca ruffled the kid’s sandy brown hair.
“You can come in,” Jesse said, stepping back. “But I don’t think we have any turkey left. We have Brussels sprouts, though.”
“What are you talking about, Jesse? We still have some turkey.”
As Nick stepped into the foyer, the kid frowned at Becca and then put his finger to his lips and made a shhhhshing noise. “I’m taking that home. Auntie Bel said I could take it home. He can have the Brussels sprouts.”
“Jesse, you need to share. Nick just got off work, and I’m sure he’s hungry. Believe me, there will be plenty of turkey for you and everyone else to take home if Nick has some. It’s cold outside. Please, move out of the way so he can come in.”
Jesse was either easily convinced or he lost interest, because the next thing Nick knew the boy and his wolf pack had run off, leaving him gloriously alone in the foyer with Becca.
“Hi,” he said, leaning in a little bit.
“Hi,” she repeated, meeting him halfway. “I’m glad to see you.”
He kissed her, and suddenly her lips were the only thing in the world he craved. He was lost in the taste of her cranberry and spice lips until he heard giggles coming from around the corner.
“See!” Jesse said, victoriously. “I told you if we left they’d kiss.” This was uproariously funny to the brood, who were holding their stomachs and throwing back their small heads in laughter. Then, when Jesse started chanting, Kissing! Kissing! his band of mini-minions began following him around the house reciting in unison.
“That’s embarrassing. Sorry. Welcome to Thanksgiving with the Flannigans. You can run now and save yourself.”
I’d love to give away a couple of copies of HIS TEXAS CHRISTMAS BRIDE. In the comments below, tell me something for which you’re grateful and I’ll choose a winner from those who post. Also, I haven’t yet posted the winner to my October 20 blog. I’ll post both winners on Sunday.
Woo-hoo! Today is paperback release day for HIS TEXAS CHRISTMAS BRIDE (the e-book will be available November 1)! Book birthdays never get old for me. However, usually by the time release day rolls around, I’m hard at work on another book. Or in this case, I’m just finishing one. Typed THE END yesterday, I’m reading it over today, and I’ll send it to my editor tomorrow.
Since I’ve been so immersed in my current work-in-progress, I’m almost ashamed to admit that I had to go back and get reacquainted with the hero and heroine of HIS TEXAS CHRISTMAS BRIDE. It was fun and it made me remember why I fell in love with Nick and Becca in the first place.
In that spirit, I thought I’d share eight fun facts about HIS TEXAS CHRISTMAS BRIDE to help you get acquainted with the story.
1. It’s book nine in my Celebrations, Inc. series. Each book stands alone. You can read them in any order.
2. I modeled the hero, Dr. Nick Ciotti, after Adam Levine.
3. I modeled the heroine, Becca Flannigan, after Lily Collins.
4. If you’ve read my other Celebrations books, you might remember Becca from the book A Celebration Christmas.
5. There’s a corgi in the book named Priscilla. She’s modeled after my own corgi, Samantha.
6. I’ve modeled downtown Celebration, Texas after the downtown area in my home town Winter Park Florida. “What?” you ask. “Aren’t Florida and Texas two completely different animals? They might be, but they both share that close-knit, small town feel.
7. Nick is the new doctor in town. So, he asks Becca to show him something that is most typical of Celebration. Becca takes him to the Friday night high school football game because the entire town always turns out to cheer for the team.
8. RT Book Reviews gave HIS TEXAS CHRISTMAS BRIDE 4 1/2 stars and said, ”…Love conquers all in this fantastic, emotional Christmas story. Thompson’s poignant page-turning dialogue is intimate and informative. Her spectacular, stupefied prospective parents who find love in spite of both their dysfunctional family issues are marvelous.”
I know it’s early to talk about the holidays, but since this is a Christmas themed book, tell me your favorite holiday tradition. Or, if it’s just too early to think about Thanksgiving and Christmas, tell me your favorite thing about your community. I’ll give a copy of HIS TEXAS CHRISTMAS BRIDE to one person who posts.
My husband is hard to buy for. He has good taste, but he’s practical and he never wants anything. The things he needs, he usually buys for himself. I’m always on the lookout for unusual birthday and Christmas presents for him (and when I find something I buy it and stash it away for the next holiday). Here are some goodies I’ve run across recently. All but one is not suitable for my husband. I thought you might get a chuckle out of them. See if you can guess which one the Norwegian owns. Post your answer in the comments below and I’ll reveal the answer Sunday and post the name of one person (who posts) to win a $5 Amazon gift card.
Chomping At The Bite
Put a smile on that mug with a hungry mouth cubby that bites off more than you can chew. Perfect for serving milk and cookies, coffee and doughnuts, tea and biscotti, or your favorite snack-time combinations.
Wheel Of Choices
Let this clever device ease the burden of having to make so many decisions. Balancing all the pros and cons of every call can be tiresome, and we never know all the possible pros and cons anyway, so why not give someone else the responsibility of deciding? Spin this gorgeous aluminum paperweight to have your questions answered – or should you “sit on it” for a bit first, or “pass the buck” to someone else?
The Party They’ll Never Forget
All the usual suspects were there. The conversation felt…flat. A guest glanced at his watch. Then we brought out the Musical Wine Glasses. All hell broke loose.
It’s true: our Musical Wine Glasses have saved many a flagging party. Our customers tell us the same thing. They turn the sophisticated pleasures of wine drinking into an experience that is musical, memorable and above all, fun. Just fill our goblet to the desired note, and run your moistened finger around the rim of the glass. Soon, like a bow on the strings of a violin, your finger will cause the glass to vibrate, and a crystal-clear note will sound. Your guests may applaud – children often shriek with glee. Soon everyone will be trying it, and if you have enough glasses, you may be in for a real concerto. Our Musical Wine Glass is a great gift for any musicians you know, or your child’s music teacher. Each glass accommodates a full A-major scale, with each note labeled with sandblasted fill lines. Glassware made in Germany, decorated in Reno, Nevada. Custom packaging is 100% recycled, recyclable and compostable.
NapAnywhere Travel Pillow
Tired of u-shaped neck pillows that don’t offer the support you need? Travel in style and comfort with the most innovative head-support pillow on the market. The NapAnywhere® makes comfortable traveling easy with its portable shape. Arrive at your destinations refreshed. Winner of a 2014 Product Innovation Award at the International Travel Goods Show.
This phone case is essentially the love child of an Otterbox and a miniature stun gun. Slide the case on your iPhone 5/5s and you’re immediately equipped with a self-defense instrument capable of producing an 18,000 volt shock to a wannabe attacker. New features for the 2014 model include ambidextrous triggers and dual safety mechanisms to prevent accidental discharge.
RT Book Reviews gives MY FAIR FORTUNE 4 stars and says:
…Thompson shows us what happens when you pair up a Chicago zoologist and a workaholic Brit in a small Texas town, and it’s quite funny. Her depiction of the tight knit community and family dysfunction was impressive, plus she gives us enough of a series catch up for this to stand alone as well.
UNBUTTONING THE BRIT…
In the business world, Brodie Fortune Hayes is known as a man of no mercy. The all-work, no-play PR consultant is sure he’ll have no trouble correcting the image problems plaguing the Cowboy Country theme park. There’s just one complication: the green-eyed beauty sitting behind the boss’s desk who makes his pulse race like a roller coaster!
Caitlyn Moore never imagined working side by side with Brodie after sharing a most out-of-character night of passion with him a few months before! And now, thanks to her dad’s absence-by-illness, she’s his boss? Brodie’s bottom-line mentality is as infuriating as his blue bedroom eyes are intoxicating—but Cait is convinced that there’s a heart lurking beneath his designer armor. Perhaps she can prove to him that love is the greatest Fortune of all…
Thanks for having me back to JQ, Nancy! It’s such fun to be here. <<NRT: Happy to have you, Michelle!>> Living in Colorado during the winter that might never end, you hear lots of ski terms bandied about–first tracks, back bowls, fresh powder, bluebird days. Friends use these phrases to caption Facebook photos where they are smiling from the top of some mountain resort. These people are about to launch themselves down an icy, snow-covered slope with oversized popsicle sticks strapped to their feet and…they are grinning. It sort of makes me want to push them.
I don’t have time to smile when I ski because I’m too busy praying to make it down the mountain in one piece. Yep, I ski. Despite the constant trembling in my knees, the stomachache that starts as soon as I put on my (never flattering) ski pants and an internal monologue that involves lots of cursing, every few weekends we pile the kids into the car and hit the slopes. Why? For the same reason moms do most things we don’t want to – for the kids.
This season my daughter broke through her fear (unlike me) and now we’re taking lifts to the more advanced blue runs. My son is busy detouring into the trees and looking for jumps as we hurtle toward the bottom. I can barely keep up and I love it! Because it means soon I’ll achieve my ultimate ski dream—to be the mom camped out in the corner of the toasty warm lodge surrounded by coats and gear, sipping hot cocoa and wearing boots I can walk in without feeling like I’m going to fall over. I have happy visions of a full Saturday spent alternating between my laptop and Kindle while I smile at the cold, wet, red-faced suckers who take a break from risking life limb on the mountain. I’m going to be the best lodge mom ever.
Among friends my views on skiing put me in the minority, and I sometimes wonder if I’m a total wimp. I probably am a total wimp, and I’m okay with that. But I’m also curious how people outside of ski-crazy Colorado feel about it.
Would you be carving the slopes or hanging in the lodge? Either way, I’ll have the hot cocoa waiting.
I’ll be drawing two winners from the comments for a copy of my March release, A Second Chance At Crimson Ranch. The heroine, Olivia Wilder, has come to Crimson, Colorado to find place she can feel at home. Lucky for her, there’s a new (and a few years younger) contractor in town that might be the perfect guy to help her. I’m excited to invite readers back to Crimson because it’s a town filled with wonderful people and lots of opportunities for falling in love (yes, there is a ski mountain but I haven’t forced any my characters onto it…yet).