<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643</id><updated>2012-02-28T19:57:13.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Evie Balos</title><subtitle type='html'>You've reached the official blog of erotic romance author Evie Balos</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-8711465136786489281</id><published>2012-02-25T12:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-25T12:02:51.628-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WICKED ANGEL: He's going to ruin her for the rest of mankind...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;A damn right fearsome guy, eh? That's how I like 'em sometimes. ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He's going to ruin her for he rest of mankind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3S6gjIjBO6M/T0kSsnVj6RI/AAAAAAAAAP0/KkYpVEjR-Jo/s1600/WickedAngel_125x190.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3S6gjIjBO6M/T0kSsnVj6RI/AAAAAAAAAP0/KkYpVEjR-Jo/s1600/WickedAngel_125x190.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="style1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Palatino Linotype;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Lana is a gifted healer. Her job is to treat angels who have  been hurt by rogue Ahkran. Although awed by the winged race, only one angel  unsettles her in ways too deliciously wicked for her own good. Julien.  Muscle-ripped and fearsome, the chief enforcer is hardly angelic...could be her  undoing if she succumbs to the unexpected interest he's taken in her. Called to  treat his injury one night, Lana is determined to control her desire for him, do  her job and leave. His proposition, however, stops her in her  tracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julien normally doesn't bed humans, yet the lovely healer tempts  him beyond control. Surely, three nights with her in his bed are enough to  quench his desire...&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="style1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Book available at Cobblestone Press:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cobblestone-press.com/catalog/books/wickedangel.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;http://www.cobblestone-press.com/catalog/books/wickedangel.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="style1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Genre: erotica with light romantic elements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-8711465136786489281?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/8711465136786489281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=8711465136786489281' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/8711465136786489281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/8711465136786489281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2012/02/wicked-angel-hes-going-to-ruin-her-for.html' title='WICKED ANGEL: He&apos;s going to ruin her for the rest of mankind...'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3S6gjIjBO6M/T0kSsnVj6RI/AAAAAAAAAP0/KkYpVEjR-Jo/s72-c/WickedAngel_125x190.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-7465887613722555701</id><published>2012-02-06T19:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T19:34:37.621-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WICKED ANGEL AND COVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;This just in! Ms. Sable Grey, what can I say? It rocks. You rock. Thanks so much! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Release date: February 15th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Publisher: Cobblestone Press&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Heat level: Guaranteed to melt the snow off your porch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div data-mce-style="text-align: center;" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a data-mce-href="http://eviebalos.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/WickedAngel_200x303_Website.jpg" href="http://eviebalos.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/WickedAngel_200x303_Website.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-727" data-mce-src="http://eviebalos.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/WickedAngel_200x303_Website.jpg" height="303" src="http://eviebalos.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/WickedAngel_200x303_Website.jpg" title="WickedAngel_200x303_Website" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span data-mce-style="font-size: medium;" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Here's an unedited blurb to tease your senses: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div data-mce-style="text-align: center;" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div data-mce-style="text-align: center;" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span data-mce-style="font-size: medium;" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lana is a gifted healer. Her job is to treat angels who have been hurt by rogue Ahkran. Although awed by the winged race, only one angel unsettles her in ways too deliciously wicked for her own good. Julien. Muscle-ripped and fearsome, the chief enforcer is hardly angelic...could be her undoing if she succumbs to the unexpected interest he's taken in her. Called to treat his injury one night, Lana is determined to control her desire for him, do her job and leave. His proposition, however, stops her in her tracks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span data-mce-style="font-size: medium;" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Julien normally doesn't bed humans, yet the lovely healer tempts him beyond control. Surely, three nights with her in his bed are enough to quench his desire...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-7465887613722555701?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/7465887613722555701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=7465887613722555701' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/7465887613722555701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/7465887613722555701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2012/02/wicked-angel-and-cover.html' title='WICKED ANGEL AND COVER'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-4243580681433710206</id><published>2012-01-27T21:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T21:27:01.652-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, thought I'd seen it all...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;You all must know the feeling...just when you say: "I've seen it all" something new manages to shock you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I attended my Wednesday zumba class this week and being a tad late, I had to settle for a spot in the back of the room behind twenty people or so. Now picture this. Halfway through the class, with my heart rate pumping to&amp;nbsp;a salsa beat, I look into the long mirror lining the front wall and see the reflection of a woman using her cell phone. I watch her,&amp;nbsp;both mesmerized and disturbed,&amp;nbsp;as&amp;nbsp;her&amp;nbsp;fingers punch away at the&amp;nbsp;device. Yes, folks. She was texting. Quite&amp;nbsp;effortlessly, while swinging her hips.&amp;nbsp;I miss a couple of steps watching this. She sends her message off and slips the phone&amp;nbsp;into the band of her leggings. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;And while this is happening, I'm hoping the instructor asks her to stop using the phone, but he doesn't.&amp;nbsp; Why do the rest of us have to be subjected to&amp;nbsp;this&amp;nbsp;obsession all the time, everywhere?&amp;nbsp;One thing for sure about these phones...I know I haven't seen it all yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Since I couldn't find a picture depicting this incident I posted one that supports my number one&amp;nbsp;cell phone&amp;nbsp;pet peeve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Rant away if you&amp;nbsp;like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-orRQD9rPZC4/TyNMLuugrpI/AAAAAAAAAPk/UeDFo9B0lCE/s1600/texting-while-driving2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-orRQD9rPZC4/TyNMLuugrpI/AAAAAAAAAPk/UeDFo9B0lCE/s1600/texting-while-driving2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-4243580681433710206?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/4243580681433710206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=4243580681433710206' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/4243580681433710206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/4243580681433710206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2012/01/okay-thought-id-seen-it-all.html' title='Okay, thought I&apos;d seen it all...'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-orRQD9rPZC4/TyNMLuugrpI/AAAAAAAAAPk/UeDFo9B0lCE/s72-c/texting-while-driving2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-2993119974120134381</id><published>2012-01-12T15:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T15:40:57.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It Would be Nice to be a Penguin Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-31QNxUzaHuQ/Tw8_fYfOMNI/AAAAAAAAAPM/sUArtW3V_0M/s1600/sliding+penguins.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-31QNxUzaHuQ/Tw8_fYfOMNI/AAAAAAAAAPM/sUArtW3V_0M/s320/sliding+penguins.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I had to get rid of my Happy New Year's post because it was getting old, but I&amp;nbsp;couldn't think of anything suitably creative or interesting for a blog post.&amp;nbsp;Then I looked out the window&amp;nbsp;of my home office and gazed at the twirling fall of&amp;nbsp;thick snowflakes sinking into the two-foot carpet of snow in my backyard. And I thought: if I were a penguin, I'd be rolling around in that mass of fluffy white crystals&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;sliding off the banks by the river. But I'm not a penguin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Just a writer taking advantage of&amp;nbsp;an ideal day to write.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-2993119974120134381?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/2993119974120134381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=2993119974120134381' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/2993119974120134381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/2993119974120134381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2012/01/it-would-be-nice-to-be-penguin-today.html' title='It Would be Nice to be a Penguin Today'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-31QNxUzaHuQ/Tw8_fYfOMNI/AAAAAAAAAPM/sUArtW3V_0M/s72-c/sliding+penguins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-4832327337450932985</id><published>2011-12-31T12:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T12:51:46.755-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IV82ywHkE9I/Tv9H-YoY5zI/AAAAAAAAAPE/-0E15CsJYX0/s1600/happy-new-year-fireworks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IV82ywHkE9I/Tv9H-YoY5zI/AAAAAAAAAPE/-0E15CsJYX0/s320/happy-new-year-fireworks.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;May the new year bring the world and our loved ones peace, health and happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Hugs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Evie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Merry Christmas/happy holidays to all of you. It's a pleasure following the two dozen or so blogs I've taken a keen interest in--a source of daily entertainment, human spirit,&amp;nbsp;and wisdom.&amp;nbsp;I'd like to thank those who take the time to drop by mine when you have the chance. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Feel free to salivate all over these hunks and express your thoughts as usual!&amp;nbsp; (Copyright Gods, please forgive my blatant violations here.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HvMNyKMWvAg/TvKKtG-tTDI/AAAAAAAAANY/BoIu2poBj3g/s1600/xmas+hunk1%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HvMNyKMWvAg/TvKKtG-tTDI/AAAAAAAAANY/BoIu2poBj3g/s1600/xmas+hunk1%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can't resist a wet firefighter!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xJ4pMi_tZM4/TvKPcTIqb_I/AAAAAAAAAN8/Cuyfx1w7IHU/s1600/hunkysanta4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xJ4pMi_tZM4/TvKPcTIqb_I/AAAAAAAAAN8/Cuyfx1w7IHU/s1600/hunkysanta4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QBQsBCNfjjw/TvKRZmkm_6I/AAAAAAAAAO4/ER8U4MMEPAU/s1600/hunk6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QBQsBCNfjjw/TvKRZmkm_6I/AAAAAAAAAO4/ER8U4MMEPAU/s1600/hunk6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-8317715582903698289?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/8317715582903698289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=8317715582903698289' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/8317715582903698289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/8317715582903698289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/12/holiday-hunks-pour-vous.html' title='Holiday Hunks pour Vous!'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HvMNyKMWvAg/TvKKtG-tTDI/AAAAAAAAANY/BoIu2poBj3g/s72-c/xmas+hunk1%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-4247542082390360204</id><published>2011-12-11T22:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T22:29:01.399-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Angel Heat accepted by Cobblestone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7WXdLQp7U0/TtbfCSCda5I/AAAAAAAAANM/hcFmxpB8oXY/s1600/male+angel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7WXdLQp7U0/TtbfCSCda5I/AAAAAAAAANM/hcFmxpB8oXY/s200/male+angel.jpg" width="188" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Great news: The erotica I'd subbed to Cobblestone Press will be published some time in 2012. &lt;em&gt;Doing the happy dance once again..&lt;/em&gt;:-)&amp;nbsp; If all goes to plan it's slated for their brand new Blue Line of erotica, which features highly sexual stories between 3 - 5 K words. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I couldn't help re-posting that hunky angel for your (and my) viewing pleasure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;With Christmas upon me--yikes! I've only got one present down--three more to go--I won't be here much. I promise this though: one Drool Factor post before the new year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Huggles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-4247542082390360204?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/4247542082390360204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=4247542082390360204' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/4247542082390360204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/4247542082390360204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/12/angel-heat-accepted-by-cobblestone.html' title='Angel Heat accepted by Cobblestone!'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7WXdLQp7U0/TtbfCSCda5I/AAAAAAAAANM/hcFmxpB8oXY/s72-c/male+angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-5037005328930377391</id><published>2011-11-30T21:10:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T21:10:00.914-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Story Update: Angel Heat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7WXdLQp7U0/TtbfCSCda5I/AAAAAAAAANM/hcFmxpB8oXY/s1600/male+angel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7WXdLQp7U0/TtbfCSCda5I/AAAAAAAAANM/hcFmxpB8oXY/s1600/male+angel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I JUST finished writing a very short erotica. It took me almost three weeks from start to finish because of too many interruptions, but it's done. Sent off to my publisher who will hopefully accept it. I titled it &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Angel Heat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; because the hero is an angel (although the only angelic things about him are his wings)...and yeah...he's pretty damn hot...not to mention the things he does with the heroine are, well, you get the hint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Anywho...here's a teaser sneak peak at the seduction scene:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 14.2pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“I asked for you tonight, Lana.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 14.2pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;She processed this slowly. “Why me? There are many good healers.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 14.2pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A whisper of wings and she felt his body’s heat behind her. Her pulse jumped as sexual tension coiled around them. His warm breath fanned her temple as his hands grasped her waist. “For one thing, you’re an excellent healer...and for another...” He pressed his erection between her butt cheeks, the size of it making her gasp. “...I rarely bed humans, Lana. But you tempt me like no other human female.” His response was a velvet growl that made her knees wobble.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 14.2pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She shut her eyes and melted into his powerful body as his hand slid up between her breasts and curved about her throat. The predatory action spiked her arousal. &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;You tempt me too, Julien.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 14.2pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“I’ve wanted to fuck you since I first saw you. Take you at least two, three days straight.” &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The emergency kit slipped from her fingers and landed with a thud on the carpet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;If there's a title of a tastefully written erotica you'd like to share, feel free to post&amp;nbsp;it here. Erotica only please. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-5037005328930377391?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/5037005328930377391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=5037005328930377391' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/5037005328930377391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/5037005328930377391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/11/story-update-angel-heat.html' title='Story Update: Angel Heat'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7WXdLQp7U0/TtbfCSCda5I/AAAAAAAAANM/hcFmxpB8oXY/s72-c/male+angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-1666984624395280369</id><published>2011-11-10T11:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T11:28:32.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Bits: New Review and Gum Surgery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mizlovelovesbooks.com/2011/07/primal-passion-by-evie-balos.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w4qP_787Myk/TrvkdJ-ENTI/AAAAAAAAANE/xSVVaiL4yuA/s1600/_rating-toppick%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Miz Natalie Dae of Miz Love&amp;nbsp; &amp;amp; Crew rated Primal Passion a #1 Top Pick with the sort of praise that makes me blush proudly, can't help it&amp;nbsp;(really luv that rating button btw):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Primal Passion&lt;/em&gt; is one hell of an earthy read. Yep, I got my vampire kick  good and proper, but I also got so much more."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;And one of my fav bits (on the hero): &lt;strong&gt;"He is damn hot, one fine specimen of vampireness that had me all aquiver with  daydreams long after the book ended. I mean, can I get a pwoar here?"&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;Clicky &lt;a href="http://www.mizlovelovesbooks.com/2011/07/primal-passion-by-evie-balos.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to read the full review.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Next&amp;nbsp;piece of news is that I had gum surgery yesterday&amp;nbsp; :-(&amp;nbsp; to treat an&amp;nbsp;area of receding gum. But it's a good enough reason to take the day off my part-time job and use it to write the only sex scene in the short erotica I've been writing--after I pop another painkiller!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-1666984624395280369?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/1666984624395280369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=1666984624395280369' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/1666984624395280369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/1666984624395280369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-bits-new-review-and-gum-surgery.html' title='Blog Bits: New Review and Gum Surgery'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w4qP_787Myk/TrvkdJ-ENTI/AAAAAAAAANE/xSVVaiL4yuA/s72-c/_rating-toppick%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-1251200938711312172</id><published>2011-10-18T17:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T17:48:03.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Your Fall Color?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BfKndx4RihQ/Tp3y_8SE5SI/AAAAAAAAAM8/XIUcB42Un3o/s1600/palette.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BfKndx4RihQ/Tp3y_8SE5SI/AAAAAAAAAM8/XIUcB42Un3o/s1600/palette.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The transition from summer to fall is always a tad painful for me because the summers are short and winter is&amp;nbsp;merciless in Canuck land. My catalysts for this transition&amp;nbsp;are&amp;nbsp;Thanksgiving (along with those gorgeous chrysanthemums and pumpkins) and, naturally, the beautiful fall fashion trends, which enevitably&amp;nbsp;push my fall button--and I find myself eager to fill what little space I have left in my closet with new clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Last year, I was googoo over all shades of brown. This year, it's purple. No clue why as I haven't always been keen on&amp;nbsp;it. I'm loving purple blouses with flowing sleeves and&amp;nbsp;high necks...sweaters, scarves,&amp;nbsp;jewelry, lingerie--and I'm going to 'shellac' my nails dark purple so&amp;nbsp;the color&amp;nbsp;lasts a&amp;nbsp;while. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;What's your fall color? Does this change every year or is it constant? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-1251200938711312172?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/1251200938711312172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=1251200938711312172' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/1251200938711312172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/1251200938711312172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/10/whats-your-fall-color.html' title='What&apos;s Your Fall Color?'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BfKndx4RihQ/Tp3y_8SE5SI/AAAAAAAAAM8/XIUcB42Un3o/s72-c/palette.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-5254933407496740659</id><published>2011-10-06T19:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T19:27:14.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nutty Drivers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WkBsdG5Lizo/To42FP_d-iI/AAAAAAAAAM4/9v3uR4zEYfU/s1600/crazy-drivers+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WkBsdG5Lizo/To42FP_d-iI/AAAAAAAAAM4/9v3uR4zEYfU/s1600/crazy-drivers+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought I'd seen it all on the roads: texting, multi-tasking like the woman in the pic, eating,&amp;nbsp;etc. I did a double take while pulling up next to a car during morning rush hour the other day. The woman behind the wheel was brushing her teeth. It looked like a semi-dry brushing...barely any toothpaste foam around the mouth...but still...brushing your teeth in the car?? Hey hon...Listerine strips (nudge-nudge).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XQi8lQG0P5M/To41Xa7nzdI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Yd1DjBv-BYs/s1600/distrctddrvr2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XQi8lQG0P5M/To41Xa7nzdI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Yd1DjBv-BYs/s1600/distrctddrvr2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is the strangest/nuttiest thing you've seen a driver do?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-5254933407496740659?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/5254933407496740659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=5254933407496740659' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/5254933407496740659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/5254933407496740659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/10/nutty-drivers.html' title='Nutty Drivers'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WkBsdG5Lizo/To42FP_d-iI/AAAAAAAAAM4/9v3uR4zEYfU/s72-c/crazy-drivers+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-5656462835657653520</id><published>2011-10-02T11:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T11:29:42.942-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes to Live By..IMO anyway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HOTOYJDfB9k/ToiCOYY96iI/AAAAAAAAAMw/FpMxns9dEWo/s1600/Quote+of+the+Day.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HOTOYJDfB9k/ToiCOYY96iI/AAAAAAAAAMw/FpMxns9dEWo/s1600/Quote+of+the+Day.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"It takes less time to do a thing right than it does to explain why you did it wrong."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Feel free to post quotes&amp;nbsp;that inspire you&amp;nbsp; :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-5656462835657653520?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/5656462835657653520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=5656462835657653520' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/5656462835657653520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/5656462835657653520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/10/quotes-to-live-byimo-anyway.html' title='Quotes to Live By..IMO anyway'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HOTOYJDfB9k/ToiCOYY96iI/AAAAAAAAAMw/FpMxns9dEWo/s72-c/Quote+of+the+Day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-6492201105287744863</id><published>2011-09-19T20:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T20:49:57.041-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Clutches of a Great Book</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7DG-XxceeVg/TnfhONkwpnI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cViqEcjcZnA/s1600/imagesCARCAL6X.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7DG-XxceeVg/TnfhONkwpnI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cViqEcjcZnA/s1600/imagesCARCAL6X.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Tell me I'm not the only one who does this--especially when a book is so damn good. I woke up&amp;nbsp;on Sunday&amp;nbsp;morning and before doing anything else (besides rubbing the crusties from my eyes) I grabbed the book I've been consuming from my bedside table and&amp;nbsp;finished reading a totally irresistible part followed by a couple of chapters. After a forced trip to the washroom, I tucked myself right back in bed and continued reading until late morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;What do you do when you're in the clutches of a great book? Does it keep you up all night? In bed all day? Does it travel with you to and fro work? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Do tell!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-6492201105287744863?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/6492201105287744863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=6492201105287744863' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/6492201105287744863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/6492201105287744863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/09/in-clutches-of-great-book.html' title='In the Clutches of a Great Book'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7DG-XxceeVg/TnfhONkwpnI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cViqEcjcZnA/s72-c/imagesCARCAL6X.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-7282558242238999845</id><published>2011-09-06T21:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T21:04:41.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So True Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d7MLDINH-XA/Tma1ScXUMWI/AAAAAAAAAMc/mwuFaRRsD94/s1600/online-meetings-are-smarter-then-traffic-jams_450op%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d7MLDINH-XA/Tma1ScXUMWI/AAAAAAAAAMc/mwuFaRRsD94/s320/online-meetings-are-smarter-then-traffic-jams_450op%255B1%255D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;"Why do they call it rush hour if nothing moves?"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -- Robin Williams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;My sentiments exactly after being stuck in traffic on the way home today...and almost every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-7282558242238999845?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/7282558242238999845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=7282558242238999845' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/7282558242238999845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/7282558242238999845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/09/so-true-quote.html' title='So True Quote'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d7MLDINH-XA/Tma1ScXUMWI/AAAAAAAAAMc/mwuFaRRsD94/s72-c/online-meetings-are-smarter-then-traffic-jams_450op%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-1857361827044253213</id><published>2011-08-23T20:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T20:35:37.584-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am NOT ready for Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;This summer was amazing, honestly. I don't know actual weather statistics, but by my recollection there were significantly more sunny, warm days than rainy ones.&amp;nbsp;A rare thing in Montreal. Every single one of us greedily lapped up every minute of bright sunshine and heat because we know what's around the corner. And then what follows: a cold, unforgiving winter of about five months. Don't even want to think&amp;nbsp;about it. And ever get that anxious jab of realization when half the summer's over? And you haven't done many of the things you'd planned back in spring? It is, by far, the shortest, fastest season. In Canada and countries of similar climate, of course. You Floridians and&amp;nbsp;the like better&amp;nbsp;stop grinning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0o6wX8y9c14/TlRCMUFImXI/AAAAAAAAAMY/svsM37HaCpI/s1600/palm+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0o6wX8y9c14/TlRCMUFImXI/AAAAAAAAAMY/svsM37HaCpI/s1600/palm+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I have to go shopping for fall clothes but I don't want to see them. They're dark and heavy, perched on mannequins and metal stands like crows in shop windows...beckoning to shoppers eager for the new season's fashion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Anyway,&amp;nbsp;in a&amp;nbsp;show of gratitude&amp;nbsp;to this year's summer (and may&amp;nbsp;all&amp;nbsp;our summers be this gorgeous), I've posted a dreamy pic which I'll leave up for as long as possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-1857361827044253213?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/1857361827044253213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=1857361827044253213' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/1857361827044253213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/1857361827044253213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-am-not-ready-for-fall.html' title='I am NOT ready for Fall'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0o6wX8y9c14/TlRCMUFImXI/AAAAAAAAAMY/svsM37HaCpI/s72-c/palm+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-4579955054130481778</id><published>2011-08-21T22:00:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T22:00:01.142-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Julia Rachel Barrett's Incorporeal is Gracing my Blog today</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Julia, thank you for sharing your new release, &lt;em&gt;Incorporeal&lt;/em&gt;,&amp;nbsp;with us today.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It's a paranormal romance with a dash of yummy erotic/adult scenes.&amp;nbsp;It's&amp;nbsp;got my attention already!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Enough of my blabbing...here's a blurb for ya:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fzwkzbezRRg/TlFLDqic1EI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/PJiz7re1bl8/s1600/incorporeal_Julia+B.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fzwkzbezRRg/TlFLDqic1EI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/PJiz7re1bl8/s1600/incorporeal_Julia+B.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sara Wise is sick of ghosts. They’ve haunted her since she was a child, destroying her family, endangering her life. When an incorporeal being appears in her shower, she curses him soundly and orders him out, but this ghost is sticky. Not only does he invade her shower, he moves into her home, invading her dreams, sharing her bed. The reluctant Sara finds herself falling in love with a dead man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Despite Sara’s objections, Natan de Manua isn’t permitted to leave. Protecting the woman is both his penance and his means to redemption.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She’s not easy to protect, she fights him nearly every step of the way, except in her bed. Nathan may have come to regain his soul, but instead he risks losing his heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Now this is one ghost who gave me deliciously hot shivers!! Check out &lt;em&gt;Incorporeal&lt;/em&gt; in the links below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Buy link:   &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://amzn.to/mTvA1j"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://amzn.to/mTvA1j&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Website:  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://juliarachelbarrett.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://juliarachelbarrett.net&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;div class="msg-body inner  undoreset"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" id="yui_3_2_0_1_13139488663451967"&gt;&lt;tbody id="yui_3_2_0_1_13139488663451966"&gt;&lt;tr id="yui_3_2_0_1_13139488663451965"&gt;&lt;td id="yui_3_2_0_1_13139488663451964" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-4579955054130481778?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/4579955054130481778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=4579955054130481778' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/4579955054130481778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/4579955054130481778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/08/julia-rachel-barretts-incorporeal-is.html' title='Julia Rachel Barrett&apos;s Incorporeal is Gracing my Blog today'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fzwkzbezRRg/TlFLDqic1EI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/PJiz7re1bl8/s72-c/incorporeal_Julia+B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-2555739920530172435</id><published>2011-07-26T21:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T21:22:41.619-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HOT off the Digital Press</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;My very first title with Total-E-Bound is now available! I wrote &lt;strong&gt;Give it to Me Spicy&lt;/strong&gt; with erotica and erotic romance fans in mind. Add a generous dash of spice to your summer with this &lt;em&gt;Lust Bites&lt;/em&gt; story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.total-e-bound.com/uploads/images_products_large/1298.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Give it to me Spicy" border="0" class="thumb" src="http://www.total-e-bound.com/uploads/images_products_large/1298.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The one man who can satisfy her deepest, most secret urges is the one she’ll have to stay away from.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Tara Duncan has been aching to have sex with her colleague, Jay, for six long months. He oozes the sort of delicious, wicked virility that would satisfy cravings her conservative exes could not. The steamy fantasies she entertains on a daily basis leave her even more sexually frustrated. Attraction sizzles like a live wire between them and Jay has made his interest in her plain enough. Problem is, there’s something going on between him and another colleague and Tara has no intention of becoming trophy number two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Jay Moretti has wanted Tara ever since he met her. Her green eyes gleam with a restless flame that begs to be stoked. Lately, though, her vibes have cooled several degrees and he has no idea why. Good thing the new project will require frequent meetings with his curvy colleague—ones he plans to keep very private.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;The book is available in multiple electronic formats. View at &lt;a href="http://www.total-e-bound.com/product.asp?strParents=&amp;amp;CAT_ID=&amp;amp;P_ID=1298"&gt;Total-E-Bound&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-2555739920530172435?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/2555739920530172435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=2555739920530172435' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/2555739920530172435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/2555739920530172435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/07/hot-off-digital-press.html' title='HOT off the Digital Press'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-3954190473301980474</id><published>2011-07-23T19:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T19:02:03.645-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Rawwring Review for Primal Passion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KJxVFnJPGiY/TitM2HWBdSI/AAAAAAAAALM/recbaokBPD4/s1600/mizlovetoppickbutton%255B1%255D.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KJxVFnJPGiY/TitM2HWBdSI/AAAAAAAAALM/recbaokBPD4/s1600/mizlovetoppickbutton%255B1%255D.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The sassy and witty review divas of Miz Love &amp;amp; Crew gave &lt;strong&gt;Primal Passion&lt;/strong&gt; a "rawwr"ing review! The talented Natalie Dae, in particular. Here's an extract of what she had to say about the book:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Primal Passion&lt;/em&gt; is one hell of an earthy read. Yep, I got my vampire kick  good and proper, but I also got so much more."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;About the hero:&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;He is damn hot, one fine specimen of vampireness that had me all aquiver with  daydreams long after the book ended. I mean, can I get a pwoar here? He’s  masculine, caring, but the ultimate “thing” about him that did it was the sense  of danger that for me, poured off him in waves."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Want to read more of the review? Clicky right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mizlovelovesbooks.com/search/label/Evie%20Balos"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Want to check out &lt;strong&gt;Primal Passion&lt;/strong&gt; at Cobblestone Press? Clicky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cobblestone-press.com/catalog/books/primalpassion.htm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She will not fall for his game of seduction…no matter how tempting it is.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://eviebalos.com/560-2"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="alignleft size-full wp-image-535" height="300" src="http://eviebalos.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/PrimalPassion_300.jpg" title="PrimalPassion_300" width="198" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-3954190473301980474?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/3954190473301980474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=3954190473301980474' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/3954190473301980474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/3954190473301980474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/07/rawwring-review-for-primal-passion.html' title='A Rawwring Review for Primal Passion'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KJxVFnJPGiY/TitM2HWBdSI/AAAAAAAAALM/recbaokBPD4/s72-c/mizlovetoppickbutton%255B1%255D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-6767279464271182376</id><published>2011-07-17T22:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T22:15:20.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An Evening of Calamity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3BK-LCdd-I0/TiOM7uMShHI/AAAAAAAAALI/r1KUMKYGuC8/s1600/imagesCA2AEBMK.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Saturday the 16th. Do you believe in jinxing yourself--or getting jinxed? I do. When my friend Maria called me yesterday to arrange dinner plans, I believe she set the &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;wheels in motion&lt;/span&gt; for an evening of calamity. Here's a summary of the jinx part:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Maria:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;"What are you wearing tonight?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Me: "I don't know...something light for sure...it's&amp;nbsp;hot and unlikely to cool off.&amp;nbsp;A&amp;nbsp;sleeveless top and maybe white capris."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Maria: "White? I was thinking white too, but since you're considering that, I'll go with something else. Plus, if we're sitting&amp;nbsp;on a terrace, white is a risk."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Me: "Nah, I&amp;nbsp;often wear white pants in the summer...never had a problem. I mean,&amp;nbsp;it's not like we're having a picnic in a park...they keep the chairs&amp;nbsp;clean."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Maria: "Well, go ahead and wear the white capris then. I think I'll go with black."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Me (shrugging): "Whatever you like. But keep it light 'cause it's humid."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;So I picked Maria up around seven forty-five because I got delayed by a few phone calls once I got home from the hairdresser's. I took the quickest route to our downtown destination. Now, for those of you who don't know, Montreal is a construction nightmare in the summer, constricted by what seems like a gazillion road and highway projects (and often during weekends!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Naturally, the one highway I had to take was afflicted by one of these, narrowing three lanes down to two, then to one. Snail's crawl into the city.&amp;nbsp;We hit one jam after another there too. (No need to sully my blog with the&amp;nbsp;string of&amp;nbsp;unladylike&amp;nbsp;words I used.) I finally pulled into a parking lot around nine-fifteen, hunger pangs protesting in my tummy big time. We waited eight minutes for the guy with the VALET t-shirt to come up to my window and tell us that we&amp;nbsp;could park&amp;nbsp;here only if we had enough money in change to pay via the machine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I asked him how much the maximum&amp;nbsp;was and he shrugged and said: "I don't know. I don't work here--I'm just valet." &lt;em&gt;Okaaay. &lt;/em&gt;I could feel my nostrils flaring but I pasted a smile on my face and asked him where I could pay without using the machine. He pointed to another lot behind a high fence.&amp;nbsp;This&amp;nbsp;lot&amp;nbsp;came with a&amp;nbsp;real employee, thank goodness. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;The French&amp;nbsp;bistro Maria had been itching to go to was located in a walled courtyard shaded by umbrellas and trees. A little too dark for my taste, but I like trying out new places. We got seated at the darkest corner in the yard, never a good omen for me. (I&amp;nbsp;inspected the chair before sitting.) We squinted at the menu, shifting the single&amp;nbsp;candle around to see the list until the hostess brought us a second one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;We ordered and settled into some cozy girl talk. The waiter approached with our wine and as I turned to look up at him, the tray he was holding somehow tipped and knocked one of the glasses over, splattering me with some of its contents. He was appalled and I was mildly shocked. Luckily, I'd ordered white wine.&amp;nbsp;He immediately brought me a cloth napkin to soak up the wet spots while apologizing profusely. Shit happens. There are worse things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Once he was out of earshot, I say to Maria: "I think you jinxed me." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Our duck risottos arrived (my wine glass safely in my hand just in case). We're not overly picky gals. But the rice had a grainy texture. Maria, being of Italian descent, knows her risotto. She didn't hesitate to request that our meals were cooked to at least "al dente" texture. The look of dismay on&amp;nbsp;the waiter's face&amp;nbsp;made me want to crawl under the table.&amp;nbsp;The poor guy was still&amp;nbsp;recovering from&amp;nbsp;the wine accident. And to tell the truth, I never feel comfortable returning my plate to the kitchen with a complaint if you know what I mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;The waiter took our plates back. In short, it was an overpriced, unsatisfactory&amp;nbsp;meal, despite the re-cooking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;We headed off to the main square by the harbor. It was about 90F, no breeze. We digested the risotto while&amp;nbsp;wandering through the dense crowd,&amp;nbsp;stopping at various&amp;nbsp;artist kiosks...slowly working our appetite up for dessert. We ended up in front of a couple of ice cream shops.&amp;nbsp;The perfect treat in this weather. Maria opted for gelatto and I went for regular ice cream. She got hers in a cup, but unfortunately my shop had run out of cups so I ordered it on a cone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;We spotted a vacant table nearby and made a beeline for it. As soon as we sat down, Maria says: "Oh, your ice cream's dripping."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I knew I'd made a mistake getting that cone. The ice cream was melting faster than I could eat it. Maria was helping me wrap layers of napkins around the cone while giggling. Just when I'd managed to control the situation, a pert young waitress walked up to us and told us that we couldn't sit here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;"Why?" we both ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;"Because the tables here belong to the caf&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-CA;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;é. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;I'&lt;/span&gt;m sorry." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;We look at the adjoining building she'd indicated. Crap. So we had to get up and leave. Kind of embarrassing but even worse, my ice cream was out of control again,&amp;nbsp;seeping through the napkins. Double crap. I felt like a sloppy little kid, not a grown woman who has semi-regular manicures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;"Oh, it just dripped onto your top." Maria informs me, cringing at my pitiful situation. "Right there...just over your boob."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lovely.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I sighed and dumped the ice cream into the first garbage bin I came across. Maria handed me the&amp;nbsp;last of her napkins. I spent the rest of the evening walking around wearing alcohol and ice cream and wondering what mishap I'd encounter next. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Nothing happened. My evening of calamity was over.&amp;nbsp;The white capris and top have since been washed--ready to be worn again.&amp;nbsp;As for the jinx, it's been logged into a mental jinx file I&amp;nbsp;keep for purposes of self-preservation. :-) Ever been jinxed? Tell me about it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-6767279464271182376?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/6767279464271182376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=6767279464271182376' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/6767279464271182376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/6767279464271182376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/07/evening-of-calamity.html' title='An Evening of Calamity'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3BK-LCdd-I0/TiOM7uMShHI/AAAAAAAAALI/r1KUMKYGuC8/s72-c/imagesCA2AEBMK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-5470572251471416526</id><published>2011-07-05T12:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T12:40:05.031-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Refreshing, Super Healthy Smoothie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The cool thing about fruit smoothies is that they are easy and quick to make and are rich in antioxidants. &amp;nbsp;(An antioxident is a molecule that inhibits the production of free radicals in our bodies, which can cause cancer and other diseases). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The brighter/deeper color of the fruit, the more antioxidants it contains. With this in mind, I've created my own smoothie recipes, and I'll share one I really enjoy. See below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EDqVLhibjM4/ThM0KU16HiI/AAAAAAAAALE/qTUah5TycjI/s1600/strawberry-smoothie%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EDqVLhibjM4/ThM0KU16HiI/AAAAAAAAALE/qTUah5TycjI/s1600/strawberry-smoothie%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one cup of no pulp orange juice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 cup blueberries&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3/4 cup raspberries&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3/4 cup strawberries&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 thickly-chopped banana &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1/2 cup low fat plain yogurt &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drop ingredients into a blender. Blend until very smooth. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Of course, ingredients can be adjusted and varied to taste. There are many other fruits you can try such as melon, kiwi, blackberry etc...For an extra light drink, skip the yoghurt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EDqVLhibjM4/ThM0KU16HiI/AAAAAAAAALE/qTUah5TycjI/s1600/strawberry-smoothie%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EDqVLhibjM4/ThM0KU16HiI/AAAAAAAAALE/qTUah5TycjI/s1600/strawberry-smoothie%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EDqVLhibjM4/ThM0KU16HiI/AAAAAAAAALE/qTUah5TycjI/s1600/strawberry-smoothie%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-5470572251471416526?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/5470572251471416526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=5470572251471416526' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/5470572251471416526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/5470572251471416526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/07/refreshing-super-healthy-smoothie.html' title='Refreshing, Super Healthy Smoothie'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EDqVLhibjM4/ThM0KU16HiI/AAAAAAAAALE/qTUah5TycjI/s72-c/strawberry-smoothie%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-7887124179660103326</id><published>2011-06-13T12:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T12:56:31.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vroom-Vroom!! Grand Prix in Montreal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ikzrpEf_XDQ/TfY2TVGuHLI/AAAAAAAAAK4/NIhLCopauCU/s1600/610_mclaren_f1_jenson_button%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ikzrpEf_XDQ/TfY2TVGuHLI/AAAAAAAAAK4/NIhLCopauCU/s1600/610_mclaren_f1_jenson_button%255B1%255D.jpg" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;If the sound of an 800 horsepower engine gives you an adrenaline rush, chances are you've seen a few live or televised&amp;nbsp;automobile races. You might even be a fan. Formula 1 is a world-renowned championship&amp;nbsp;automobile race that holds its races in many lovely cities around the world--in Europe, Asia, Canada and the U.S. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2QeLLT7krhg/TfY5VbCVvLI/AAAAAAAAAK8/xxCHApcZY78/s1600/canadian-grand-prix-montreal-2011%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="164" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2QeLLT7krhg/TfY5VbCVvLI/AAAAAAAAAK8/xxCHApcZY78/s200/canadian-grand-prix-montreal-2011%255B1%255D.jpg" t8="true" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;This weekend it was hosted here in my hometown, Montreal, and it draws thousands of foreigners to the city, who celebrate it with the locals over a three-day weekend filled with exciting events like outdoor concerts, parties, car&amp;nbsp;shows&amp;nbsp;and so on. Although I don't go ga-ga over the hype and I'm generally not a hardcore adrenaline junkie, I am mesmerized by the sexiness of the race. The speed combined with the danger and some pretty good-looking drivers rev my hormones, admittedly. ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Left pic: Aerial view of Circuit Gilles Villeneuve, named &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;after champion Canadian driver. ﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fVFCMB2lTFc/TfY8QtG2WUI/AAAAAAAAALA/R59-nt1lgH4/s320/gp-crescent-460x345%255B1%255D.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Live bands, Grand Prix kiosks and bars on Crescent Street﻿ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;(Sis and I braved the boisterous crowd to grab a few drinks at a local pub.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;How about you&amp;nbsp;gals or guys? Is auto racing sexy? Does it rev your engine??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-7887124179660103326?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/7887124179660103326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=7887124179660103326' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/7887124179660103326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/7887124179660103326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/06/vroom-vroom-grand-prix-in-montreal.html' title='Vroom-Vroom!! Grand Prix in Montreal'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ikzrpEf_XDQ/TfY2TVGuHLI/AAAAAAAAAK4/NIhLCopauCU/s72-c/610_mclaren_f1_jenson_button%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-5531609278194162997</id><published>2011-05-29T19:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T19:40:34.767-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reveal that Cover--it's Here so I'm Giving it to You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Give it to Me Spicy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; has an official face. And a new banner! Me so happy. ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Without further&amp;nbsp;ado, raise the curtains please...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SQ_VOtsiy2k/TeLVt_EDTfI/AAAAAAAAAKg/96YIMjRqxwQ/s1600/giveittomespicy_web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SQ_VOtsiy2k/TeLVt_EDTfI/AAAAAAAAAKg/96YIMjRqxwQ/s1600/giveittomespicy_web.jpg" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coming to Total-E-Bound on July 25, 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The one man who can satisfy her deepest, most secret urges, is the one she'll have to stay away from...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.total-e-bound.com/authordetail.asp?A_ID=194"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="54" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gVt7qG_Yb-k/TeLYnRHEzvI/AAAAAAAAAK0/f6suBJiiIRU/s320/giveittomespicy_banner.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-5531609278194162997?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/5531609278194162997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=5531609278194162997' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/5531609278194162997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/5531609278194162997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/05/reveal-that-cover-its-here-so-im-giving.html' title='Reveal that Cover--it&apos;s Here so I&apos;m Giving it to You'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SQ_VOtsiy2k/TeLVt_EDTfI/AAAAAAAAAKg/96YIMjRqxwQ/s72-c/giveittomespicy_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-7797572403355644116</id><published>2011-05-20T15:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T15:09:16.498-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially Swamped</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BmXXkCdhl7s/Tda6LCm5yYI/AAAAAAAAAKM/tb1Mg0ggnCY/s1600/vmhome-300x217%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BmXXkCdhl7s/Tda6LCm5yYI/AAAAAAAAAKM/tb1Mg0ggnCY/s1600/vmhome-300x217%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I've been a bad blogger these days. :-(&amp;nbsp; In fact, my Internet&amp;nbsp;activity has been reduced to&amp;nbsp;a couple of obligatory emails. I barely have time to pee&amp;nbsp;because I'm swamped with&amp;nbsp;all kinds of edits:&amp;nbsp;working on round-one edits for my current story, editing two manuscripts against client deadlines (two very different genres, two very different voices),&amp;nbsp;and critiquing an 80 K word story for a friend who had hoped to get feedback a week&amp;nbsp;ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Can I sigh loud enough? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Because I luv my devout followers so much, I came up with a little somethin' with which to keep you occupied until my return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Comment away...I'll catch up by next week, hopefully. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5uYrqH4ZMnk/Tda7mxm1NXI/AAAAAAAAAKY/e3clWe_oKW0/s1600/wet3%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5uYrqH4ZMnk/Tda7mxm1NXI/AAAAAAAAAKY/e3clWe_oKW0/s1600/wet3%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-7797572403355644116?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/7797572403355644116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=7797572403355644116' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/7797572403355644116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/7797572403355644116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/05/officially-swamped.html' title='Officially Swamped'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BmXXkCdhl7s/Tda6LCm5yYI/AAAAAAAAAKM/tb1Mg0ggnCY/s72-c/vmhome-300x217%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-6037032028896874124</id><published>2011-05-12T12:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T16:22:59.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TBR Pile Management</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IKZM01V3Wp8/TcwZGlRtT2I/AAAAAAAAAKE/1wUmwale638/s1600/14444_pile-of-books%255B1%255D.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IKZM01V3Wp8/TcwZGlRtT2I/AAAAAAAAAKE/1wUmwale638/s1600/14444_pile-of-books%255B1%255D.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I'm the sort of reader that has fairly good control of my TBR pile. I buy and read.&amp;nbsp;My pile has only gotten out of control a couple of times when I purchased several books at once. Luckily, I'm a quick reader, usually devouring a good&amp;nbsp;book in a matter of days. My TBR issue is that it tends to take me a long time to &lt;em&gt;start&lt;/em&gt; reading a book. For example, I had Dan Brown's &lt;em&gt;The Lost Symbol&lt;/em&gt; collecting dust on my bookshelf for at least a month (too long for me as I used to read one book weekly.) But I'm juggling a busier schedule now so leisure time is limited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Going back to Brown, I get genre-cravings in cycles and I needed a&amp;nbsp;juicy thriller fix for some time. So I finally gave into it, reading at night before bed. I'm&amp;nbsp;halfway through this book,&amp;nbsp;which I recommend to all thriller fans, though most of you have probably already read it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What kind of reader are you? Is your TBR pile out of control? How long does it take you to start a new book? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EmrJxMHZcVA/TcwZ1cWJ3fI/AAAAAAAAAKI/0wI6eIeu4Cw/s1600/ebook-vs-book%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EmrJxMHZcVA/TcwZ1cWJ3fI/AAAAAAAAAKI/0wI6eIeu4Cw/s1600/ebook-vs-book%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-6037032028896874124?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/6037032028896874124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=6037032028896874124' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/6037032028896874124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/6037032028896874124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/05/tbr-pile-management.html' title='TBR Pile Management'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IKZM01V3Wp8/TcwZGlRtT2I/AAAAAAAAAKE/1wUmwale638/s72-c/14444_pile-of-books%255B1%255D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-5087784158980418295</id><published>2011-05-09T22:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T22:08:52.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A little bit of Nina Pierce</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Talented romance author Nina Pierce is in my blog&amp;nbsp;home today with a sexy blurb from her&amp;nbsp;hot-off-the-digital-press &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blind Love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. But first,&amp;nbsp;a bit of Q &amp;amp; A. ;-)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Nina, what little--or big--factors guided you into the world of romance writing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nina:&lt;/strong&gt; Romance Writing? My mother was an avid reader. Books were always laying around on coffee tables and the kitchen bar. So of course I grew up reading everything. Then one day I picked up Colleen McCullough’s Thornbirds. Forbidden loves. Infidelity. Secret babies. Broken promises. OMG! A whole new world was opened up to me and I was hooked. With romance falling into all genres from medical thrillers to sexy erotic romance and covering time periods from regency England to the future, I can feed my reading addiction with all kinds of stories. Of course when I was hit with the writing bug there was no question I would write romance stories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Many authors like to create a particular environment when writing. Do you listen to music? Write in bed? Have a glass of wine? (I'm big on the smell of my surroundings, so I always light a vanilla or lavender-scented burner.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nina:&lt;/strong&gt; I write on a PC, sitting at a desk in the family room surrounded by the conversations of my family and much of the time, the television burbling in the background. Funny thing is, even with all that chaos I can’t write with music on. I’ve tried working on a laptop in different rooms, but it just doesn’t work for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Is there something special about your newest book, Blind Love, that you want to share?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nina:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blind Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is the first book in an erotic suspense series. Each of these books stands alone, but there’s a mystery threaded through the whole series that was really challenging to write. I love these three sisters and I hope readers will pick up Blind Love and journey with the Tilling sisters to find their true loves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PivKEfvR1gk/TciYiRKXPBI/AAAAAAAAAKA/SZWQAX_-jHk/s1600/Nina+Pierce+Small+blind-love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img border="0" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PivKEfvR1gk/TciYiRKXPBI/AAAAAAAAAKA/SZWQAX_-jHk/s1600/Nina+Pierce+Small+blind-love.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;He’s a shock jock looking to reform. She’s an accountant hoping to cut loose. Can love open their eyes to forever? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Uptight CPA and oldest sister, JULIE TILLING, is the glue that binds her family. Everyone depends on her to do the right thing. When her friend from high school dies and Julie is the only one who believes he didn’t commit suicide, she takes it upon herself to investigate his death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;DAMON COREY didn’t come to Maine to become a shock jock. But when his dream career of becoming a concert pianist seems unobtainable, the radio station’s offer is too good to pass up. When mysterious brunette Jewel, hooks up with him at the night club run by a college frat brother, their one night fling wraps around his heart and makes him believe in love at first sight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;But can Damon expose his inner soul without pushing Julie away or will his enigmatic shock jock persona become Julie’s sexual undoing and reveal him as the missing piece that solves the puzzling questions surrounding her friend’s death?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Thanks for sharing a little bit of your world,&amp;nbsp;Nina, and&amp;nbsp;congrats on the new release!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;You can pick up your copy of Blind Love in these online stores:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;BUY Link for KINDLE Lovers: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/6gp5f5a"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/6gp5f5a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;BUY Link for NOOK Lovers: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/3u49gby"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/3u49gby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;All other formats: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/54268"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/54268&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-5087784158980418295?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/5087784158980418295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=5087784158980418295' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/5087784158980418295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/5087784158980418295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/05/little-bit-of-nina-pierce.html' title='A little bit of Nina Pierce'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PivKEfvR1gk/TciYiRKXPBI/AAAAAAAAAKA/SZWQAX_-jHk/s72-c/Nina+Pierce+Small+blind-love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-7631998845016527462</id><published>2011-05-04T12:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T12:31:01.187-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Ribbon Review for Primal Passion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah, baby!&lt;/em&gt; That was the first thing out of my mouth when I read&amp;nbsp;this new&amp;nbsp;fab review of &lt;em&gt;Primal Passion, &lt;/em&gt;especially as it was written by seasoned reviewer,&amp;nbsp;Chrissy Dionne.&amp;nbsp;I enjoyed her introduction of the book so much I had to post it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Dhampir agent Milan Markovic is proud of the strides his kind (half human/half vampire) have made in keeping humans safe from vampires who would prey on them. That doesn’t mean he wants the whole sordid mess splashed all over the newspapers. When he catches Tess in the act of snapping pictures following the arrest of a couple of rogue vampires Milan can’t resist toying with her – just a little. If she wants her story she’s going to have to meet his terms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NOeWyGXbxoU/TcF1XWEIcwI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/PSyhHaeNCzI/s1600/primalpassioncover_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NOeWyGXbxoU/TcF1XWEIcwI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/PSyhHaeNCzI/s1600/primalpassioncover_blog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Rating: Blue Ribbon 4.5. &lt;strong&gt;"PRIMAL PASSION is full of sexually charged tension with an underlying emotional connection that makes this an utterly satisfying read."&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; --Chrissy Dionne, Romance Junkies.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;To read the review click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://romancejunkiesreviews.com/artman/publish/paranormal/EBPrimal_Passion.shtml"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;this link.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The first chapter of the book is posted at Cobblestone Press,&amp;nbsp;right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cobblestone-press.com/catalog/books/primalpassion.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-7631998845016527462?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/7631998845016527462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=7631998845016527462' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/7631998845016527462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/7631998845016527462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/05/blue-ribbon-review-for-primal-passion.html' title='Blue Ribbon Review for Primal Passion'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NOeWyGXbxoU/TcF1XWEIcwI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/PSyhHaeNCzI/s72-c/primalpassioncover_blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-3358148355211908562</id><published>2011-04-30T12:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T12:21:38.981-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Scoop on the Royal Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xmltSNwU9Aw/TbwxpUM_GoI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tpVh3GL-iJ4/s1600/4701389%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xmltSNwU9Aw/TbwxpUM_GoI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tpVh3GL-iJ4/s1600/4701389%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I watched the taped version of the royal wedding at the comfortable hour of 9pm--nah--wasn't going to get up at&amp;nbsp;any rooster hour. Overall, I thought it was a beautiful, fairy tale wedding (as expected) with understated elegance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things I liked:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The sea of happy faces along the streets&amp;nbsp;leading up to Westminster Abbey. With all the awful, unfortunate things happening in the world, it's nice to see some&amp;nbsp;simple human joy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Kate's wedding dress. I didn't expect her to wear a puffy princess dress. She was stunning&amp;nbsp;in&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;dress that was elegant&amp;nbsp;yet simple and youthful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The way her dad placed the train of her dress across his knees in the car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Impressive also was "Dad's" composure the whole time. After all, his daughter's marrying into one of the most powerful royal families in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Her sister's dress and her procession into the Abbey holding the flower girls' hands. Very sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Prince William's&amp;nbsp;Irish Guard&amp;nbsp;uniform--also very regal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The interesting variety of hats worn by the female guests. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The all-boy choir and their rendition of the ethereal hymns was a highlight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Kate's brother's speech.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Prince William (now Duke of Cambridge) driving away in an old Aston Martin with his&amp;nbsp;wife (now Duchess of Cambridge). The car sported a "Just Wed" license plate and helium balloons. Nice touch of humor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;The fact that the couple has adopted a normal wave as opposed to the Queen's stiff, awkward wave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The first royal kiss on the balcony at &lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Buckingham&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Palace--and the second one even better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;What I didn't like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Queen Elizabeth's canary-yellow outfit. Ouch...my eyes. Of all the colors????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What were your favorite moments of the wedding?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-3358148355211908562?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/3358148355211908562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=3358148355211908562' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/3358148355211908562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/3358148355211908562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-scoop-on-royal-wedding.html' title='My Scoop on the Royal Wedding'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xmltSNwU9Aw/TbwxpUM_GoI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tpVh3GL-iJ4/s72-c/4701389%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-9025657025432791546</id><published>2011-04-25T15:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T15:58:08.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter and the Zeppole in my fridge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;We were blessed with lovely spring weather yesterday, after a week of cool temps and high winds. Just in time for Easter. A light jacket allowed us to bask in the sun&amp;nbsp;and enjoy the smells of chicken,&amp;nbsp;lamb, and sausage&amp;nbsp;cooking on the&amp;nbsp;barbecue, accompanied by an almost obligatory glass of wine. Yep, it's virtually thrust into your hand soon after you've stepped through the front door of the host's home. The latter being my sister's in-laws' this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I'm a bit of a foodie. I enjoy all kinds of food although I rarely overindulge. My exceptions are special holidays like Easter because those are meant to be shared with family and good food. So when I consumed about five thousands calories in a single afternoon yesterday, I didn't experience pangs of guilt. The food was delicious, but I always leave room for dessert.&amp;nbsp;There was a rich spread to choose from, including one unusual&amp;nbsp;little&amp;nbsp;pastry&amp;nbsp;that I was looking forward to. A quarter of my extended family has Italian roots. The Italians make a holiday&amp;nbsp;pastry called &lt;em&gt;zeppola,&lt;/em&gt; plural:&lt;em&gt; zeppole&lt;/em&gt; according to Wikipedia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-44MJLajaYIE/TbXDUAxTSGI/AAAAAAAAAJw/qkRWAet3XGY/s1600/zeppola-di-san-giuseppe%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uE4HN7EIN80/TbXKAKpgQoI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Pqu0DV6ZFmI/s1600/zeppola-di-san-giuseppe%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="131" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uE4HN7EIN80/TbXKAKpgQoI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Pqu0DV6ZFmI/s200/zeppola-di-san-giuseppe%255B1%255D.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The zeppola, by tradition, is referred to as St. Joseph's Day cake. Picture a cross between a fluffy donut and a cream puff...or...just look at the pic on the left.&amp;nbsp;Zeppole are either fried or baked and filled with custard, cannoli, or ricotta cheese.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Some history: Eating zeppole on March 19 is a Catholic-Italian tradition that&amp;nbsp;takes place&amp;nbsp;during the fasting season of Lent. Legend has it that this tradition began in Sicily during the Middle Ages in the midst of a severe drought when people prayed to St. Joseph for intervention. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The zeppola I had was simply divine. So when my sister's mother-in-law offered to doggy-bag a couple of them--how could I possibly resist? If you love creamy pastry delights, treat your sweet tooth to a good zeppola or two. Without the guilt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-9025657025432791546?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/9025657025432791546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=9025657025432791546' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/9025657025432791546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/9025657025432791546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-and-zeppole-in-my-fridge.html' title='Easter and the Zeppole in my fridge'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uE4HN7EIN80/TbXKAKpgQoI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Pqu0DV6ZFmI/s72-c/zeppola-di-san-giuseppe%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-646428607890405746</id><published>2011-04-13T13:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T13:07:58.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Drool Factor Post: Just Plain Beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Beautiful is a word&amp;nbsp;I rarely use to describe a man. But my search for material for this Drool Factor post led me to these guys who&amp;nbsp;go beyond "hunk."&amp;nbsp;Because, IMO,&amp;nbsp;they're just plain beautiful. Ladies--check out those lips!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;If you could reach out and touch one part of their face, which would you touch first? I think you know my answer. ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DvWEe4MW-N4/TaXJBqxCijI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/w6jTbOcfcSI/s1600/adam+senn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DvWEe4MW-N4/TaXJBqxCijI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/w6jTbOcfcSI/s1600/adam+senn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Model Adam Senn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6ASuNgOS8HQ/TaXJpH8PGlI/AAAAAAAAAJY/2dBWCtM44xQ/s1600/joelrush.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6ASuNgOS8HQ/TaXJpH8PGlI/AAAAAAAAAJY/2dBWCtM44xQ/s320/joelrush.jpg" width="227" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;True Beauty &lt;/em&gt;contestant Joel Rush&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--2xvT9mux0U/TaXJv1xsiEI/AAAAAAAAAJc/fU08KMJ1wTw/s1600/sakis+rouvas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--2xvT9mux0U/TaXJv1xsiEI/AAAAAAAAAJc/fU08KMJ1wTw/s1600/sakis+rouvas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;Greek singer and show host Sakis Rouvas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8o8CvrrpkL8/TaXJVdLBgLI/AAAAAAAAAJU/MZcrK_K1Arg/s1600/beautiful+man+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8o8CvrrpkL8/TaXJVdLBgLI/AAAAAAAAAJU/MZcrK_K1Arg/s1600/beautiful+man+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Hmm...wish I knew&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VmH203qkbYw/TaXS6qexlAI/AAAAAAAAAJo/tF5niFpxq14/s1600/shemar+moore.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VmH203qkbYw/TaXS6qexlAI/AAAAAAAAAJo/tF5niFpxq14/s320/shemar+moore.jpg" width="246" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Criminal Minds&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;actor Shemar Moore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8h1Mx1JwGNo/TaXTZHJldnI/AAAAAAAAAJs/1s5Uyr-ysww/s1600/jensen-ackles-a484d%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8h1Mx1JwGNo/TaXTZHJldnI/AAAAAAAAAJs/1s5Uyr-ysww/s1600/jensen-ackles-a484d%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt; Supernatural&lt;/em&gt; actor Jensen Ackles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0UL4z8ryMeY/TZ3PCiAoYnI/AAAAAAAAAJM/xrNg70jUIig/s1600/Cat-CatReadingBook03%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0UL4z8ryMeY/TZ3PCiAoYnI/AAAAAAAAAJM/xrNg70jUIig/s1600/Cat-CatReadingBook03%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Great news! Total-e-Bound has offered me a contract for the erotica I'd been working on for some time. It will be several months before the book's out, but I&amp;nbsp;had to share the news. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've also got two book ideas bouncing around in my head, fighting each other for first place. Hope they sort themselves out because they're driving me nuts, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;PS. Isn't that kitty adorable?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-955471805698392637?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/955471805698392637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=955471805698392637' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/955471805698392637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/955471805698392637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-book-contract.html' title='New Book Contract!'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0UL4z8ryMeY/TZ3PCiAoYnI/AAAAAAAAAJM/xrNg70jUIig/s72-c/Cat-CatReadingBook03%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-251699410566183030</id><published>2011-04-02T17:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T17:29:12.101-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Party time at Night Owl Reviews!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lovely readers!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're invited...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sRfPq15WwG8/TZeTajfv-JI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Bo8j9C8mZwY/s1600/3994202-set-of-glossy-high-heels%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sRfPq15WwG8/TZeTajfv-JI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Bo8j9C8mZwY/s1600/3994202-set-of-glossy-high-heels%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;To a LIVE chat party. 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Book two in the Dhampir Desire series is out. The series&amp;nbsp;has a special place in my heart, partly because it's a developing series--and I've always been fond of these--partly because I truly lost myself in this bold world of dhampirs, vampires and humans, and partly because both stories drove me like a demon. And for me, those are the best ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention I'm head over heels in love with my heroes? Jovan Markovic in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Unnecessary Bodyguard &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and Milan Markovic in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Primal Passion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. You guessed it, these scrumptious guys are brothers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Primal Passion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; releases today at Cobblestone Press. The genre is urban paranormal, erotic romance, so it's pretty steamy on the heat level scale. Sable, if you're reading this, thank you for your artistic talent--I love the cover! And a big thank you to my research contacts in Chicago, my critique partner, my editor, and everyone behind the scenes at CP. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xwA53cPeGPU/TYvxiWU1ohI/AAAAAAAAAI8/3xsTwQ0fvh4/s1600/PrimalPassion_yahoogroup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xwA53cPeGPU/TYvxiWU1ohI/AAAAAAAAAI8/3xsTwQ0fvh4/s320/PrimalPassion_yahoogroup.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crime reporter Tess Nielsen is determined to get an exclusive vampire story, even if it means indulging a certain dhampir agent, whose dangerous sensuality sets her blood on fire. She lands in a bit of vampire trouble, but she can take care of herself, which is why she’s infuriated when the sexy agent intervenes and carries her off to his home. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Milan Markovic likes his affairs hot and brief. Spirited Tess Nielsen stirs his most primal instincts, but she suspects his only motive is seduction. It isn’t until Tess is kidnapped that he realizes his feelings for her aren’t limited to physical pleasure. Losing her isn’t an option.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A dhampir is a half-human, half-vampire being that exists in Balkan folklore.&amp;nbsp;According to the tales, dhampirs are considered to be the best vampire hunters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can read the first chapter at Cobblestone Press right &lt;a href="http://www.cobblestone-press.com/catalog/books/primalpassion.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-4724151120526695854?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/4724151120526695854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=4724151120526695854' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/4724151120526695854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/4724151120526695854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/03/book-release-primal-passion-at.html' title='Book Release: Primal Passion at Cobblestone Press'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xwA53cPeGPU/TYvxiWU1ohI/AAAAAAAAAI8/3xsTwQ0fvh4/s72-c/PrimalPassion_yahoogroup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-4322809915770759713</id><published>2011-03-17T13:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T13:24:29.068-04:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Patrick's with a few Irish Hunks</title><content type='html'>I'm not Irish but I admit I wish I were at least once a year--a good excuse to wear one of those "Kiss Me I'm Irish" tee-shirts. What better way to celebrate St. Patrick's Day on my blog than by bringing you&amp;nbsp;some Irish yumminess. Ryan Reynolds stole a piece of my heart when he starred alongside Sandra Bullock in The Proposal--talk about a sweeeet smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Xnz1Y_v1hfY/TYIqTITYAuI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ip955_XuJ8o/s1600/Sexiest-man-2010-Ryan-Reynolds%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Xnz1Y_v1hfY/TYIqTITYAuI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ip955_XuJ8o/s320/Sexiest-man-2010-Ryan-Reynolds%255B1%255D.jpg" width="255" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I couldn't resist the traditional appeal of the kilt-wearing male. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-02j6PIYRjxg/TYI5jUKpTjI/AAAAAAAAAIw/FCOz53yxVmE/s1600/Guilty%252520j2%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-02j6PIYRjxg/TYI5jUKpTjI/AAAAAAAAAIw/FCOz53yxVmE/s320/Guilty%252520j2%255B1%255D.jpg" width="144" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Were I a sculptor...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lDNNhnhglxo/TYI64y-FrVI/AAAAAAAAAI4/G4F-GQ0K0mY/s1600/kilt2%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lDNNhnhglxo/TYI64y-FrVI/AAAAAAAAAI4/G4F-GQ0K0mY/s1600/kilt2%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ladies, do you fancy a kilted man? Drop by and tell me about your ideal Irish hunk.&amp;nbsp; ;-)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy St. Patrick's!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-4322809915770759713?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/4322809915770759713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=4322809915770759713' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/4322809915770759713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/4322809915770759713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/03/st-patricks-with-few-irish-hunks.html' title='St. Patrick&apos;s with a few Irish Hunks'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Xnz1Y_v1hfY/TYIqTITYAuI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ip955_XuJ8o/s72-c/Sexiest-man-2010-Ryan-Reynolds%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-1734730819104652451</id><published>2011-03-10T15:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T15:35:37.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Men: Do You Read Romance?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-7Jz7C_2gYec/TXkxriFMewI/AAAAAAAAAIg/15u1ePVb9ew/s1600/reading-guy-7829071%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-7Jz7C_2gYec/TXkxriFMewI/AAAAAAAAAIg/15u1ePVb9ew/s200/reading-guy-7829071%255B1%255D.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've given myself a little mission now that I'm taking a break from my story before I tackle edits. &lt;strong&gt;Find as many male readers of romance as possible.&lt;/strong&gt; The idea for this post came to me while looking at the various followers on romance authors' blogs, mine included. The majority are female, understandably, but there's a good portion of male followers. A fact that sparked these questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How many of these men read romance? Whether they're straight or gay it doesn't matter.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And if you guys are reading this post--hopefully some of you are!--what&amp;nbsp;subgenres or type&amp;nbsp;of romance do you read? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Women: Do your husbands/BFs/male friends read romance? (Hey, even my old school dad read one of my Harlequins years ago and liked it!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quick search on Google led me to a Romance Writers of America&amp;nbsp;statistics&amp;nbsp;page. Some interesting numbers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;•74.8 million people read at least one romance novel in 2008. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;•Women make up 90.5 percent of the romance readership, and men make up 9.5 percent.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;The male-female&amp;nbsp;percentage makes sense, although this survey doesn't reflect&amp;nbsp;ebook purchases specifically. I'm almost positive there's a much higher percentage of men who read romance ebooks versus print romance because&amp;nbsp;the ebook industry offers a wider range of subgenres and heat levels. Moreover, many male authors (I'm guessing this number's increasing) write romance under male or female pen names--which means they're avid readers of romance too.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So let me end this post by requesting a shout-out from men who read romance and women who know men that do. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;RWA Source: &lt;a href="http://www.rwa.org/cs/readership_stats"&gt;http://www.rwa.org/cs/readership_stats&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-1734730819104652451?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/1734730819104652451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=1734730819104652451' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/1734730819104652451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/1734730819104652451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/03/men-do-you-read-romance.html' title='Men: Do You Read Romance?'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-7Jz7C_2gYec/TXkxriFMewI/AAAAAAAAAIg/15u1ePVb9ew/s72-c/reading-guy-7829071%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-5387368119261444685</id><published>2011-03-06T22:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T22:00:03.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Featured Guest: Jane Toombs</title><content type='html'>Let's give a warm welcome to my guest, the legendary Jane Toombs. Now don't go blushing on me, Jane. ;-) With some eighty plus published books in just about every romance genre as well as non romance, it's a well-deserved title. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't resist asking Jane a few questions, of course.&amp;nbsp;I'm&amp;nbsp;also showcasing her new release, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hallow House, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;which a reviewer describes as: "Victoria Holt meets Stephen King&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jane, you've got a very impressive writing history, dating back to the '70s. Did you begin writing romance from the start?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A published mystery writer, teaching a writing class I took, became interested in the gothic romance I was writing--my first attempt at a novel. Before that I'd written some short stories I never sent anywhere. He critiqued my book in class, then told me privately that if I finished it he'd send it to his agent. I did and he did. And the agent did sell it to Avon. So in 1972, &lt;em&gt;Tule Witch&lt;/em&gt;, my first book was published. At that point I gave up short stories (mine had always been dark ones) realizing romance was really what I wanted to write. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How has your writing changed/evolved over the years?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one thing I stopped trying to write "literary" short stories. The market for gothics became glutted and I saw that historical romances were selling well. So I wrote one. After my writer husband, who was rather a somber guy, finished laughing at my love scenes ( those early gothics were all "sweet" ones), he told me the book was going well otherwise, but the love scenes were impossible. After a struggle I managed to get over my reluctance to write sex scenes and my agent sold my first historical romance. When the market for these cratered, contemporary romance flourished, so I switched. My first idea had an interior decorator hero who was terrified of snakes and a herpetologist heroine. At a conference I told a good friend who wrote for Harlequin/Silhouette about it and she hauled me over to her editor and made me repeat the idea to the editor. The editor loved it and asked for a partial. So I became an H/S author. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this time, what I really wanted to write was paranormal. I'd managed to sneak some bits of it into my gothics and historicals, but now I was writing for H/S lines that didn't allow any mention of such a thing and my books had to be tailored to fit. I did write six &lt;em&gt;Shadows&lt;/em&gt;, which I loved doing, but then they stopped that line and I had to go back to no paranormal. Which is why I eventually got tired of writing for H/S. Epublishing was in its infancy, so I began writing for the epubs and have never regretted it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're a highly prolific writer, but what is the one thing you love to do when you're not writing?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read. I like most genres, including non-fiction, but my attraction to paranormal is reflected in my reading as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Any wise words for debut authors?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure they're all tired of hearing this, but persistence pays off. Of course one does need a bit of some talent, because that's something you can't learn, but have to be born with. I took a few writing courses along the way. All but one were essentially worthless because they were not taught by published writers. That mystery writer's critiques showed me what was wrong with my writing as well as what was right. So critiquing can be a real help if you get someone who knows what they're talking about. The trouble with contests is that some folks are good at this art and some are not. Which is why Janet Lane Walters and I wrote Becoming Your Own Critique Partner awhile back. In case anyone is interested, this year Zumaya, the publisher, is putting out a new edition of the book . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-FHMP88S4uJk/TXQOtamb1gI/AAAAAAAAAIc/0MVKFAOares/s1600/Hallow+House+pic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-FHMP88S4uJk/TXQOtamb1gI/AAAAAAAAAIc/0MVKFAOares/s1600/Hallow+House+pic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blurb:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A house built for love and cursed with death. Two children, one will live, one will die. Magic potions and secret rooms. Is there a curse or does evil reside with innocence? What is the real secret of Hallow House?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treat yourself to part one of this multigenerational, paranormal gothic suspense romance. Talk about an awesome combination of subgenres! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy link: &lt;a href="http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/43919"&gt;http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/43919&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane Toombs web site: &lt;a href="http://www.janetoombs.com/"&gt;http://www.janetoombs.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I also have a page at &lt;a href="http://www.jewelsofthequill.com/"&gt;http://www.jewelsofthequill.com/&lt;/a&gt; &amp;nbsp;Click on Authors and then my name and it will come up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-5387368119261444685?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/5387368119261444685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=5387368119261444685' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/5387368119261444685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/5387368119261444685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/03/featured-guest-jane-toombs.html' title='Featured Guest: Jane Toombs'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-FHMP88S4uJk/TXQOtamb1gI/AAAAAAAAAIc/0MVKFAOares/s72-c/Hallow+House+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-4919623902933826840</id><published>2011-03-04T17:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T17:37:25.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Edits--I admit I love 'em</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ZMAAURI_Ayw/TXFnN2Ww4cI/AAAAAAAAAIY/d-hDOoSihw8/s1600/Editing_Red_Pen%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ZMAAURI_Ayw/TXFnN2Ww4cI/AAAAAAAAAIY/d-hDOoSihw8/s1600/Editing_Red_Pen%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my wip a few days ago, and as usual, I take a break from it before starting the first round of edits--I usually do two. Some author buddies of mine simply tackle the edits right away, and that's fine--we all work differently.&amp;nbsp;I admit that&amp;nbsp;I need that physical and mental&amp;nbsp;distance from the story, otherwise I'm just too weary-eyed and biased to see all the weak areas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if my proofreading job has some influence, but I love editing my stories--putting the finishing touches on my "masterpiece".&amp;nbsp;The relentless drive of my muse is exciting, but only when it tapers off can I look at my story with a calm, clear mind, which is why editing is one of my favorite parts of the writing process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually suffer a certain degree of restlessness during my break from my&amp;nbsp;wip because I'm itching to&amp;nbsp;do the&amp;nbsp;edits.&amp;nbsp;Once I've got my fresh pair of eyes, those&amp;nbsp;problem areas are magnified. The&amp;nbsp;story now undergoes what I call a surgical car wash: nip and tuck, clean and polish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm presently in the restless break phase with a Marian Keyes' book to help&amp;nbsp;keep my mind off the story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How about you guys? Edits: love 'em or hate 'em?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-4919623902933826840?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/4919623902933826840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=4919623902933826840' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/4919623902933826840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/4919623902933826840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/03/edits-i-admit-i-love-em.html' title='Edits--I admit I love &apos;em'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ZMAAURI_Ayw/TXFnN2Ww4cI/AAAAAAAAAIY/d-hDOoSihw8/s72-c/Editing_Red_Pen%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-8578701874451500655</id><published>2011-02-27T20:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T20:22:44.964-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Author Lynne Connolly Visits Today</title><content type='html'>I'm excited to have my friend and super-talented romance author, Lynne Connolly here today! She's a very busy lady, but I managed to&amp;nbsp;grab her undivided attention for a little interview. Lynne&amp;nbsp;also&amp;nbsp;gives us&amp;nbsp;a sneak peek at her upcoming releases,&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hareton Hall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Griffin’s Treasure.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lynne, how long have you been writing professionally, and who are you published with?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My first book was published in 2002. It was “Yorkshire,” the first Richard and Rose, the book that has been with three publishers! It and the rest of the series are now with Samhain Publishing. I also have books with Ellora’s Cave, Loose-Id, Total E-bound, Awe-Struck, Champagne Books and Uncial Press. They’re a mixture of paranormal, contemporary and historical.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your books fall under several romance genres—is there one you enjoy writing the most?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Historicals are my first love, and I really enjoy doing the research. Most of my historical romances are set in the mid Georgian era, around 1754. Visiting the houses, art galleries and museums is a real treat. I often go with my friend Jean Fullerton, who writes books set in the Victorian era, or Annie Burrows, who writes for Harlequin. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;However, with the paranormals, I get to do a whole new area of research. My shape-shifters are mythical beasts (I don’t do weres) and I’ve loved doing them. The contemporaries – well, I have to visit the States to do some research, don’t I? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Writing them all is very similar, although some people think I have distinctly different “voices” for each genre. I learn the characters, get to know them, and then set them on their path. I’m a planner, but I don’t go into enormously detailed plans. I tend to work from a synopsis, but the characters really come alive on the page, and often I find myself changing the ending, because they won’t let me do it the way I planned!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are two fun, not-so-known facts about you? (I love being nosy.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I live in the UK, but that’s not really little-known! I do, however, collect and make doll’s houses. I have three large ones and a number of room boxes and little shops. I absolutely adore making them, and they are a nice break from the writing sometimes. If you hunt on my website, you can see some of them?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Another one? Hmm, not so sure. I have gypsy ancestry, which I draw on for stories, but people know that, too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How about my connection with famous murderers? My grandmother’s best friend, Bessie Love, was one of the victims of George Joseph Smith, the Brides in the Bath murderer. He married them (bigamously), then drowned them on honeymoon and claimed the insurance. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My auntie beaned the sadistic murderer Neville Heath with a big jar of cold cream. It was wartime and she’d taken the jar out on her date because she was worried her sisters would use it while she was out! But at the end of the date, he got too fresh, so she hit him with her handbag, which happened to contain the jar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I was approached by the Cannock Chase murderer. I really don’t remember a lot about it, but I did look like one of the unfortunate little girls whose bodies were found on Cannock Chase, a local beauty spot. He asked me if I wanted a sweetie (candy) and a ride in his car. I screamed and ran. Later, some very nice policemen asked me a lot of questions. I do hope that I helped to catch him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What inspired your upcoming release? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There are two, actually. “Hareton Hall” is the latest Richard and Rose, the seventh. Each book features the same couple, and in this cycle, they have to fight enemies of their own making and ones who are fighting for political control by blackmailing or coercing the government. In this book, the two factions join forces – oh yes and Rose is pregnant again, so Richard is frantically worried, as he always is.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hareton Hall is available at Samhain Publishing on April 15th, and there’s an excerpt on my website if you want to check it out. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Griffin’s Treasure” is the reprint of the book that won the EPPIE (now the Epic Awards) for paranormal romance in 2004. It’s about Josh, an English soccer star, and Chana, the stepdaughter of the new owner of the club Josh plays for. Soccer is the sport in every country except the USA, with the most valuable clubs in the world and enormous amounts of money changing hands when a player is sold – and the player gets a cut. Josh is also a shape-shifting griffin. When his brother, also a soccer star, is kidnapped, Josh comes to San Francisco to find him. And plunges headlong into danger. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’ve rewritten this book heavily. It’s steamier, has new characters, so that only the basic plot remains. I loved revisiting Josh and Chana! It’s available from Loose-Id llc on 8th March 2011.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most of your titles are pretty steamy—do you arrange your physical environment in a special way when writing the hot scenes?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Interesting you should say that! Recently the Ellora’s Cave author group did a comparison – what were we wearing when we wrote our sexiest scenes? Almost without exception it was a variation on sweats and fluffy bunny slippers! I wear huge T-shirts around the house, since I don’t like pants, and abhor leggings. Socks for me! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’m sorry. I do have some sexy negligees and some lovely clothes, but dressing up to write the steam isn’t necessary, and might not be helpful, since it’s best to be comfortable. A glass of red wine doesn’t go amiss though! My favorite is Nuit St. Georges, a deep, rich burgundy, which was how I met my husband – his favorite is Gevrey Chambertin clos de Beze, which happens to be made the other side of the river to Nuit St. Georges. I’m not a wine snob, but when I have something I like, I memorize the name. I do like music, as well, but that varies from Mozart to Muse. Muse are aptly named – their music is very evocative. And then there are the old favorites – Led Zeppelin, the Chemical Brothers and Handel – not all at the same time!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lynne, thank you so much for giving us a glimpse into your work and your life. Folks, be sure to add these&amp;nbsp;hot page-turners to your reading list!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-c4uZbEQ0PJM/TWrpryQDU1I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/yjSe1yC3iPc/s1600/Lynne+Connolly_GriffinsTreasure.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-c4uZbEQ0PJM/TWrpryQDU1I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/yjSe1yC3iPc/s320/Lynne+Connolly_GriffinsTreasure.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;International soccer star Josh Friedland has a secret. He's a griffin shapeshifter, and a covert operative for Department 57. Josh's brother Laurie is missing, and Josh is sure businessman George Skeffington is involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he can't trust Skeffington's stepdaughter, Chana Rafiz, even though he wants her with every cell in his body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When her controlling stepfather asks Chana to look after his guest, she suspects another trick to keep her by his side. Only to find that Josh is the man she's been waiting for all her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long, hot Californian nights see their bodies twined in more inventive positions than Chana knew existed, but when she finally discovers his secret, she uncovers one of her own. One she doesn’t even know about herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together, Josh and Chana have to face dangers only Department 57 can help them with, only to plunge the whole Department into peril. If Cristos and the Department are to endure, Josh and Chana must succeed in their mission. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Out on March 8th from Loose-Id&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lynneconnolly.com/GriffinsTreasure.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;http://lynneconnolly.com/GriffinsTreasure.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-8578701874451500655?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/8578701874451500655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=8578701874451500655' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/8578701874451500655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/8578701874451500655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/02/author-lynne-connolly-visits-today.html' title='Author Lynne Connolly Visits Today'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-c4uZbEQ0PJM/TWrpryQDU1I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/yjSe1yC3iPc/s72-c/Lynne+Connolly_GriffinsTreasure.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-5348507309608873138</id><published>2011-02-22T16:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T16:28:31.459-05:00</updated><title type='text'>March is around the corner...Already??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hH56WePccpo/TWQn4djAoMI/AAAAAAAAAIM/CPSkNRXt76M/s1600/flowers%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hH56WePccpo/TWQn4djAoMI/AAAAAAAAAIM/CPSkNRXt76M/s1600/flowers%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Omg...I just took a good look at the calendar...it's already the 22nd. When did that happen?? We had a week long blizzard that swept through here and dumped about three feet of snow on us but now it's crusty and solid and the sun's a huge, blinding ball. And March--spring--is almost here. Yikes! So is my b-day. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyone else a March baby? Or a spring baby? Maybe we can have a cyber drink together. ;-)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-5348507309608873138?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/5348507309608873138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=5348507309608873138' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/5348507309608873138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/5348507309608873138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/02/march-is-around-corneralready.html' title='March is around the corner...Already??'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hH56WePccpo/TWQn4djAoMI/AAAAAAAAAIM/CPSkNRXt76M/s72-c/flowers%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-8984955568794242705</id><published>2011-02-18T22:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T08:34:29.498-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ebook Piracy: How does it Happen?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YZJL8RezJXI/TV86QVWiHDI/AAAAAAAAAH8/jAyavsQdAVE/s1600/ebook-piracy-300x411%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YZJL8RezJXI/TV86QVWiHDI/AAAAAAAAAH8/jAyavsQdAVE/s1600/ebook-piracy-300x411%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The Internet is an amazing tool that continually evolves and grows like a real being. In fact it is alive...teeming with business transactions, buzzing with communication between two people or millions, drumming with the sounds of videos, and overflowing with information. The ebook belongs to this lively, thriving world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ebook can be downloaded in minutes or even seconds. Unlike print books, e-books are not physically protected from theft due to the ease of online file transfers and the existence of file storage sites where individuals can upload their personal files—including ebooks—and set up public download links to these files. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is where a good deal of ebook piracy takes place, perhaps innocently in some cases. For the most part, owners of these sites cannot really monitor what their members are uploading to their servers for privacy reasons and they are actually against piracy. In fact, an author friend of mine recently requested the removal of her pirated book and it was removed within hours along with an apology. Then there are underground social network and information exchange system sites. The real bad pirates. These guys provide links to online storage lockers. They basically move digital contraband, especially software, movies and ebooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piracy affects every author, and it is a major concern for all publishers, traditional included, as well as their authors whose titles are published in digital format as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a snippet from a CNN online article about Dan Brown's &lt;em&gt;The Lost Symbol&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"...On Amazon.com, the book sold more digital copies for the Kindle e-reader in its first few days than hardback editions. This was seen as something of a paradigm shift in the publishing industry, but it also may have come at a cost.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Less than 24 hours after its release, pirated digital copies of the novel were found on file-sharing sites such as Rapidshare and BitTorrent. Within days, it had been downloaded for free more than 100,000 times."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The full article: &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/27dkc8b"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/27dkc8b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even&amp;nbsp;the selling&amp;nbsp;of books on eBay is a form of piracy because the author is deprived of the monies derived from those sales. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I strongly encourage readers to buy ebooks from recognized booksellers so that the author’s hard work is rightfully valued, respected and compensated. Most authors, myself included,&amp;nbsp;count on every book sale to pay&amp;nbsp;our bills and live modestly. I also encourage fellow authors to educate people about piracy through their various networks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C. Robert Cargill , Special to Hollywood.com on Bill 3804:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...The idea of a free and open internet is important, just as the idea of a free and open country is important. But free and open doesn’t mean free from the rule of law. There is no real freedom when your own property can be subject to theft and dissemination without your consent; there can be no freedom when people have no way of redress against those who knowingly do them wrong. That’s not freedom; that’s anarchy..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full article: &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/6jjdpgm"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/6jjdpgm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This passage sums up my feelings about piracy. Feel free to share your comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-8984955568794242705?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/8984955568794242705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=8984955568794242705' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/8984955568794242705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/8984955568794242705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/02/ebook-piracy-how-does-it-happen.html' title='ebook Piracy: How does it Happen?'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YZJL8RezJXI/TV86QVWiHDI/AAAAAAAAAH8/jAyavsQdAVE/s72-c/ebook-piracy-300x411%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-2859573485698826321</id><published>2011-02-14T10:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T10:12:33.074-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ymTcauVK0_8/TVlFBQjWy8I/AAAAAAAAAHw/EEtrzVq9TX8/s1600/hearts%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ymTcauVK0_8/TVlFBQjWy8I/AAAAAAAAAHw/EEtrzVq9TX8/s1600/hearts%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I would like to wish you all a warm, sexy and loving &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Valentine's Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hey...those for me? (Well, a single gal can fantasize, right?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oYfm2QWTUIo/TVlFQ8heTOI/AAAAAAAAAH0/NfyGEy9AvIM/s1600/gif-SEXY-MEN-Love-Nature-Flowers_large%255B1%255D.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="225" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oYfm2QWTUIo/TVlFQ8heTOI/AAAAAAAAAH0/NfyGEy9AvIM/s320/gif-SEXY-MEN-Love-Nature-Flowers_large%255B1%255D.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-2859573485698826321?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/2859573485698826321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=2859573485698826321' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/2859573485698826321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/2859573485698826321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-valentines.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s!'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ymTcauVK0_8/TVlFBQjWy8I/AAAAAAAAAHw/EEtrzVq9TX8/s72-c/hearts%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-7157899675155772947</id><published>2011-02-08T15:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T15:21:56.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grammar for those who give a hoot: The Apostrophe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TVGgXkX-ZeI/AAAAAAAAAHs/8JUyy9m-Ymw/s1600/apostrophe-sm%255B1%255D.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TVGgXkX-ZeI/AAAAAAAAAHs/8JUyy9m-Ymw/s1600/apostrophe-sm%255B1%255D.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Here I go again! Talking about&amp;nbsp;that darn apostrophe. In part one of my grammar post, several weeks ago, I gave simple tips on how to use the apostrophe in words like "&lt;strong&gt;it's&lt;/strong&gt;", "&lt;strong&gt;they're&lt;/strong&gt;" vs. "&lt;strong&gt;its&lt;/strong&gt;" and "&lt;strong&gt;their&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Today,&amp;nbsp;I'll talk about the &lt;strong&gt;'s&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;and the &lt;strong&gt;s'&lt;/strong&gt; in words like &lt;strong&gt;"boys"&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;"children"&lt;/strong&gt; as well as the apostrophe in abbreviations and certain expressions. (Hope you're still here.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Here's a quick quiz to test your basic&amp;nbsp;apostrophe skills:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a.&amp;nbsp;Here are the&amp;nbsp;children's lunchboxes.&amp;nbsp; b.&amp;nbsp;Here are the childrens' lunchboxes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We have two daughters. a. These are the girls' toys.&amp;nbsp; b. These are the girl's toys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a. Tess's class begins soon. b. Tess' class begins soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;4.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a. I listen to 80's music.&amp;nbsp; b. I listen to 80s music.&amp;nbsp; c. I listen to '80s music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;5.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a. The sports league grew in the 1900s.&amp;nbsp; b. The sports league grew in the 1900's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;6.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a. She has five year's experience.&amp;nbsp; b. She has five years' experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;7.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a. The DVD's are in that aisle.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; b. The DVDs are in that aisle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Answers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1. A. &amp;nbsp; Children is already plural and therefore requires the basic&lt;strong&gt; 's&lt;/strong&gt; rule to create the possessive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2. A.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We are referring to a plural noun in which case the apostrophe goes at the end. If the noun were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; singular, we would have to use the basic rule: "girl&lt;strong&gt;'s&lt;/strong&gt;". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;A and B.&amp;nbsp; In this instance where the name ends in S, it is up to you or your publisher's preference. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;4. C.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This example is not a possessive case. It is an abbreviation of 1980s. Since part of the year is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; missing, we need to compensate this with an apostrophe. (Think of the common example &lt;strong&gt;'Tis&lt;/strong&gt;, in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; which the missing words are "It is".)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;5.&amp;nbsp; A.&amp;nbsp; Again, not a possessive case and since the year is written in full, it doesn't require any &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; apostrophe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;6.&amp;nbsp; B.&amp;nbsp; The sentence refers to five years &lt;strong&gt;of&lt;/strong&gt; experience. We need to compensate the lack of this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;by adding&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;an apostrophe. It goes at the end of the word because it is a plural noun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;7.&amp;nbsp; B.&amp;nbsp; Not possessive. The sentence refers to a plural noun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Extra: In "for...sake" expressions, the apostrophe follows the final S. Ex: For goodness' sake. For Jesus' sake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Naturally, there are exceptions to the apostrophe rule, particularly in possessive cases. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ex: Nouns plural in form, singular in meaning:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;politics' true meaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;economics' forerunners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;the United States' role in international law&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;My linguistic source--and bible--is &lt;em&gt;The Chicago Manual of Style. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Thought I'd toss in several real-life apostrophe bloopers for your entertainment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TVGau5B8jwI/AAAAAAAAAHo/pOTwJMOg2Y4/s320/DSCN0319a%255B1%255D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-7157899675155772947?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/7157899675155772947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=7157899675155772947' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/7157899675155772947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/7157899675155772947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/02/grammar-for-those-who-give-hoot.html' title='Grammar for those who give a hoot: The Apostrophe'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TVGgXkX-ZeI/AAAAAAAAAHs/8JUyy9m-Ymw/s72-c/apostrophe-sm%255B1%255D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-914097151004880958</id><published>2011-02-04T17:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T17:55:03.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Psst! Sneak Peek at Primal Passion's Cover</title><content type='html'>One of the most exciting and much-anticipated stages for me--and I assume every author--is receiving the book cover. The story I poured lots of loving labor into now has a face, and along with it comes a special sense of fulfillment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book two in my debut series isn't out yet, but I couldn't resist "showing off" the cover for &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Primal Passion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp;I absolutely love the warm sensuality it oozes and&amp;nbsp;that curly P in the title rocks! A&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;big&lt;/strong&gt; thank you&amp;nbsp;to Cobblestone artist, Sable Grey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TUxwzJTVQbI/AAAAAAAAAG0/SauKfnViF2Q/s1600/primalpassioncover_medium.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TUxwzJTVQbI/AAAAAAAAAG0/SauKfnViF2Q/s320/primalpassioncover_medium.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;﻿Unofficial Blurb:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Crime reporter Tess Nielsen is determined to get an exclusive vampire story, even if it means indulging a certain dhampir agent, whose dangerous sensuality sets her blood on fire. She lands in a bit of vampire trouble, but she can take care of herself, which is why she’s infuriated when the sexy agent intervenes and carries her off to his home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Milan Markovic likes his affairs hot and brief. Spirited Tess Nielsen stirs his most primal instincts, but she suspects his only motive is seduction. It isn’t until Tess is kidnapped that he realizes his feelings for her aren’t limited to physical pleasure. Losing her isn’t an option.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-914097151004880958?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/914097151004880958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=914097151004880958' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/914097151004880958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/914097151004880958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/02/psst-sneak-peek-at-primal-passions.html' title='Psst! Sneak Peek at Primal Passion&apos;s Cover'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TUxwzJTVQbI/AAAAAAAAAG0/SauKfnViF2Q/s72-c/primalpassioncover_medium.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-2628974242147608754</id><published>2011-01-31T01:00:00.071-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T01:00:10.561-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Olivia Starke Visits Today: "I make the decisions for my success"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'm excited to have author Olivia Starke here with us today, because not only is she a talented writer of steamy romance, she's&amp;nbsp;got a dose of motivational reinforcement for aspiring and published authors.&amp;nbsp;Also, Olivia gives us a sneak peek at her upcoming smokin' contemporary paranormal, &lt;em&gt;Familiar Desires&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olivia:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whether you think you can or can’t… you’re right. Henry Ford&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As authors we are in a passionate industry. We live to share our vivid imaginations with others to sweep them into the worlds of our creation. I love this work, I live for it, since I was young I loved to dream up stories to entertain myself through long summer days, or cold winter afternoons. As an only child it was my playmate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I struck out into the ePublishing industry I was beyond excited. Here was the chance I’d always wanted, to be a published author. To share and entertain others and make a living at doing what I loved to do. But it wasn’t too long after that I began hearing all the negative speak "Don’t expect to make a living as an author", "Don’t quit your day job", "Don’t expect big things with this", "Don’t…don’t…don’t…"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I have to say I was disheartened. Wow, maybe I’m wasting the long hours locked away with my laptop struggling with rewrites and edits. I love writing, but I also want it to be my only full time career. I enjoy my retail management job, but it’s not what I’ve wanted to do since I was a young girl. Maybe I should just quit and concentrate on the corporate world, and leave behind my bohemian imagination. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it occurred to me, I make the decisions for my success. I refuse to let others be Debbie Downers in my parade. I and I alone have control of my life. What if Stephen King, Stephenie Meyer, or J.K. Rowling had listened to these "words of wisdom"? If you want to be a success, to live on your talents with words, then do it, it’s that simple. Ignore others who roll their eyes, or want to remind you how authors are a dime a dozen, etc etc etc. Learn the publishing (or ePublishing) industry, get your name out there, and above all else believe in yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m not saying go out and quit your day job today. I haven’t yet, but don’t give up on your future author career. Know that it’s coming, have faith in yourself, and watch your success unfold. &lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Wingdings; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TUL1w6LJPEI/AAAAAAAAAGc/vin3FNAKt0w/s1600/FD_MD_Olivia+Starke.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TUL1w6LJPEI/AAAAAAAAAGc/vin3FNAKt0w/s320/FD_MD_Olivia+Starke.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1NightStand: &lt;em&gt;Familiar Desires&lt;/em&gt; (coming soon to Decadent Publishing)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blurb: Ashley Adams is tired of being called Mom by her twenty-something year old coworkers so she decides to join a dating site headed by Madame Evangeline. When she is paired with a hot twenty-six year old named Justin, sparks fly as soon as they step into the elevator of the posh hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something magical in the chemistry between the two of them, but there is something more to their physical union. A secret that Justin must wait for Ashley to discover for herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More about the 1NightStand series:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://decadent1nightstand.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;http://decadent1nightstand.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Check out Olivia Starke here:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.authoroliviastarke.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.authorOliviaStarke.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://romancingthepentoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://RomancingThePenToday.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/oliviastarke"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://twitter.com/oliviastarke&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.authoroliviastarke.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TUL7cXH6VPI/AAAAAAAAAGk/nweIgLSv6g0/s1600/MyBannerMaker_Banner_Olivia+S.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-2628974242147608754?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/2628974242147608754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=2628974242147608754' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/2628974242147608754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/2628974242147608754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/01/olivia-starke-visits-today-i-make.html' title='Olivia Starke Visits Today: &quot;I make the decisions for my success&quot;'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TUL1w6LJPEI/AAAAAAAAAGc/vin3FNAKt0w/s72-c/FD_MD_Olivia+Starke.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-1097917739023161357</id><published>2011-01-26T12:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T12:40:28.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Treat for My Readers: Book Giveaway and More!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Hi everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Have you purchased &lt;strong&gt;The Unnecessary Bodyguard&lt;/strong&gt;? First off, thank you! I hope you really enjoyed it. Next, I have a treat for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I'll be giving away&amp;nbsp;a copy&amp;nbsp;of book two--&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Primal Passion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;--in the Dhampir Desire series to&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;FIVE&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;lucky winners as a reader appreciation prize. This book features&amp;nbsp;Jovan's&amp;nbsp;ultra-alpha brother, Milan, and a beautiful, determined crime reporter.&amp;nbsp;The contest will be in the form of a draw and will take place in March this year.&amp;nbsp;Entries must be sent to me&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;by March 15th, 2011.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;To qualify you have to: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Have purchased The Unnecessary Bodyguard. (Contact me here for details: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:evie@eviebalos.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;evie@eviebalos.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Follow my blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; This is where I'll be making future announcements about more&amp;nbsp;book giveaways&amp;nbsp;and fun events. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt; This&amp;nbsp;contest is open to anyone who has purchased my book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's&amp;nbsp;a tantalizing unofficial blurb from &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Primal Passion&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Crime reporter Tess Nielsen is determined to get an exclusive vampire story, even if it means indulging a certain dhampir agent, whose dangerous sensuality sets her blood on fire. She lands in a bit of vampire trouble, but she can take care of herself, which is why she’s infuriated when the sexy agent intervenes and carries her off to his home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Milan Markovic likes his affairs hot and brief. Spirited Tess Nielsen stirs his most primal instincts, but she suspects his only motive is seduction. It isn’t until Tess is kidnapped that he realizes his feelings for her aren’t limited to physical pleasure. Losing her isn’t an option.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-1097917739023161357?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/1097917739023161357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=1097917739023161357' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/1097917739023161357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/1097917739023161357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/01/treat-for-my-readers-book-giveaway-and.html' title='Treat for My Readers: Book Giveaway and More!'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TUBZNj51nhI/AAAAAAAAAGY/3cpygxkpW_o/s72-c/032509-contest%255B1%255D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-108701587463378715</id><published>2011-01-21T20:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T20:33:47.315-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Drool Factor: The Physical Man</title><content type='html'>I dedicated this Drool Factor post to rugged men who work with their bodies because I doubt there's a hot-blooded woman on this planet whose pulse doesn't jump at the mere thought of a shirtless hunk doing physical work. Something about a strong man who's good with his hands, right?&amp;nbsp;Add tanned, rippling, sweat-slickened muscles and....woooh...toss me a fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether he's a cowboy who wakes up at the crack of dawn to move his livestock, a construction worker who balances on&amp;nbsp;a beam hundreds of feet high, or a mechanic who deftly uses his tools, his raw masculinity&amp;nbsp;is&amp;nbsp;undeniably sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I posted my personal favorite first. This guy screamed outback cowboy the second I saw him. So, what do you think of these guys? And if you've read or written a great story featuring a "physical man", go ahead and post the title and link. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TToowM61x4I/AAAAAAAAAGA/wjA_J80YQ3A/s1600/0629_hunks_tfdu_launch-1%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TToowM61x4I/AAAAAAAAAGA/wjA_J80YQ3A/s320/0629_hunks_tfdu_launch-1%255B1%255D.jpg" width="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TTopEbK6CAI/AAAAAAAAAGE/7lGr_CeXVXQ/s1600/cowboy-wow%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TTopEbK6CAI/AAAAAAAAAGE/7lGr_CeXVXQ/s320/cowboy-wow%255B1%255D.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TToprNGXLoI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ja9iWPJsiFQ/s1600/pic01%255B3%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TToprNGXLoI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ja9iWPJsiFQ/s1600/pic01%255B3%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TTosd_ajdpI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/YwT0lIyIQ60/s1600/sexy-construction-worker%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TTosd_ajdpI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/YwT0lIyIQ60/s1600/sexy-construction-worker%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-108701587463378715?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/108701587463378715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=108701587463378715' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/108701587463378715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/108701587463378715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/01/drool-factor-physical-man.html' title='Drool Factor: The Physical Man'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TToowM61x4I/AAAAAAAAAGA/wjA_J80YQ3A/s72-c/0629_hunks_tfdu_launch-1%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-574091988420084930</id><published>2011-01-19T22:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T22:54:03.305-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Modern Inventions that Push our Rant Button the Most</title><content type='html'>I'm in a cranky mood today. Got my very first driving violation ticket so it's not a good day. And when I'm cranky I think of modern society's worst and/or most annoying&amp;nbsp;inventions. Actually, that's not true because that would make me kinda crazy, but this topic just popped into my head and I refuse to talk about the big fat ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, the two inventions that make the top of my list are:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. The automatic flushing toilet.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Which is exactly where I'd like to shove that ticket.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason? Because A. Half the time they flush way too early, so that you're forced to leap clear of the whirl of bacteria-infested water. And B. The other half of the time they don't flush. You can stand there waving your hand around in front of that little red light and nothing. It's not so bad if it's number one...but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The cell phone texting feature. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find this both&amp;nbsp;disturbing and annoying. I did my share of texting at first, but&amp;nbsp;it quickly lost its appeal.&amp;nbsp;Now I find myself texting mainly because someone's sent me a text in the first place, suggesting that I should respond in the same manner.&amp;nbsp;I'd rather they just called. And&amp;nbsp;do we honestly need this phone feature?? I mean, the cell phone itself is a great convenience especially in emergency situations. But&amp;nbsp;why poke away at those teeny buttons instead of simply saying what we have to say--and more often than not in half the amount of time? It's reduced our communication to voiceless words. Not to mention&amp;nbsp;its role in traffic accidents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which modern inventions push your rant button&amp;nbsp;most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TTexqjv-z6I/AAAAAAAAAF8/0Q8hmuSIpy0/s1600/try-txting2%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="279" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TTexqjv-z6I/AAAAAAAAAF8/0Q8hmuSIpy0/s320/try-txting2%255B1%255D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-574091988420084930?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/574091988420084930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=574091988420084930' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/574091988420084930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/574091988420084930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/01/modern-inventions-that-push-our-rant.html' title='Modern Inventions that Push our Rant Button the Most'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TTexqjv-z6I/AAAAAAAAAF8/0Q8hmuSIpy0/s72-c/try-txting2%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-2156922558738568135</id><published>2011-01-16T13:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T14:24:11.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That First Book Contract</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TTM_g6XcXKI/AAAAAAAAAF4/unY8DwTUuDA/s1600/openbook%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TTM_g6XcXKI/AAAAAAAAAF4/unY8DwTUuDA/s1600/openbook%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night, as I put away the book I'd been reading, my mind drifted to my very first book contract. This was about five years ago, end of autumn, and I was writing under&amp;nbsp;my other&amp;nbsp;pen name then. I'd worked on the story for about six months--a 40K historical romance. I had no critique partner or beta reader to help me out. (Now I can't live without them.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;When I'd polished&amp;nbsp;the story&amp;nbsp;as much as I could, I sent the manuscript to three different publishers, but one in particular was my top choice. The average response time for these pubs was about 2-3 months so imagine my surprise when one of them offered me a contract just two weeks after I'd submitted the story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited, despite the fact this pub wasn't my top choice. I had a&amp;nbsp;short amount of time in which to respond. It didn't seem likely I'd hear from the other pubs before that deadline, so I decided it was best to accept the contract. I sat down at the laptop, fingers poised over&amp;nbsp;the keyboard, but something held me back. My gut feeling told me to wait a little longer. So&amp;nbsp;I did, and about&amp;nbsp;one anxious&amp;nbsp;week later came a response from my #1 choice. OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was stunned and beyond elated once I'd recovered enough to reread the editor's email. It wasn't a contract&amp;nbsp;offer, though.&amp;nbsp;It was a request to revise specific parts of the story and resubmit, which means they liked the story but there were weaknesses that needed fixing.&amp;nbsp;Good news--great news in fact, because this&amp;nbsp;was&amp;nbsp;the first&amp;nbsp;story I'd&amp;nbsp;ever submitted and they were giving me a rare opportunity. I worked on&amp;nbsp;it feverishly for several days, taking heed of the editor's suggestions,&amp;nbsp;and resubmitted.&amp;nbsp;Naturally, I was on pins and needles until the editor got back to me and told me I'd be receiving a contract offer soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say my venture into publishing was generally smooth, and although I'd worked my butt off&amp;nbsp;creating that story, I know luck was on my side. For one thing, I'm glad I'd followed my instinct. For another, anyone who's been in this business for a while knows that cirmcumstances like timing play a big role.&amp;nbsp;My story fell into the hands of someone who connected with it and decided to give it--and me--a chance. It could have gone the other way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's "first book"&amp;nbsp;moment is memorable.&amp;nbsp;What was yours like? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-2156922558738568135?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/2156922558738568135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=2156922558738568135' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/2156922558738568135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/2156922558738568135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/01/that-first-book-contract.html' title='That First Book Contract'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TTM_g6XcXKI/AAAAAAAAAF4/unY8DwTUuDA/s72-c/openbook%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-6122690557069053110</id><published>2011-01-13T09:00:00.072-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T09:00:01.189-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grammar for those who give a hoot: Does it Need an Apostrophe?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TSvQKZ5BGsI/AAAAAAAAAFw/c5vLujKBqIM/s1600/Apostrophe-man.col1%255B1%255D.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TSvQKZ5BGsI/AAAAAAAAAFw/c5vLujKBqIM/s1600/Apostrophe-man.col1%255B1%255D.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Its&amp;nbsp;amusing to watch the puppy chase it's tail in circles."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've all seen typos and linguistic mistakes just about everywhere and we've all been guilty of making the latter. I don't care to preach about this at all, (okay, maybe a little) but I've proofread enough material to know that basic mistakes creep into important things such as business&amp;nbsp;emails, websites, letters and manuscripts. I've&amp;nbsp;seen editors reject a manuscript because it was riddled with basic, avoidable errors. So I thought I'd offer a couple of simple grammar tips&amp;nbsp;for one of the most common linguistic mistakes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are several uses for the apostrophe, but the most common misuse is when it is confused&amp;nbsp;with the possessive case. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIP #1: When you insert an apostrophe in a word that contains a pronoun (he, she, it, they...),&amp;nbsp;you've created TWO words.&amp;nbsp;There's&amp;nbsp;a verb in there! So you should read it aloud, in full to see if that's what you really want to write.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Contractions:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Possessive&amp;nbsp;Pronouns:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm = I am&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; my &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you're = you are&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;your&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he's = he is&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; his&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she's = she is&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's = it is&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; its&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we're = we are&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; our&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they're = they are&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; their&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIP #2: Question yourself about a pronoun-type word that doesn't contain an apostrophe. If you've just written "your" or "their" stop and ask yourself if&amp;nbsp;it requires a verb. Read what you want to write aloud. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we use these tips when reading the sample sentence at the top, the mistakes are more obvious. We see that the first "its" is missing a verb, (is) and the second intance doesn't require a verb but a possessive pronoun (its). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for the next grammar tip on apostrophes in words/expressions like "children", "boys", "for goodness sake" and "Strauss".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good writing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-6122690557069053110?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/6122690557069053110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=6122690557069053110' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/6122690557069053110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/6122690557069053110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/01/grammar-for-those-who-give-hoot-does-it.html' title='Grammar for those who give a hoot: Does it Need an Apostrophe?'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TSvQKZ5BGsI/AAAAAAAAAFw/c5vLujKBqIM/s72-c/Apostrophe-man.col1%255B1%255D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-1907626162792525053</id><published>2011-01-10T22:00:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T22:00:02.609-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lauren Gallagher Visits Today</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let's give a warm welcome to author, Lauren Gallagher. She joins us here today to talk about BDSM in erotic romance/erotica, with a post that brings to light a certain dark side to this genre. It had me riveted from the first word. If you're into BDSM erotica, you'll enjoy a blurb from Lauren's smokin' new release, &lt;em&gt;Light Switch. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lauren:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who’s been by my blog in the last several months may have witnessed my ranting about some pet peeves where BDSM fiction is concerned. This is a hot-button subject for me, so I’m hopping up on my soapbox again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I get started, let me preface this by saying that I tend to refer to dominants as male and submissives as female. This is strictly for brevity and simplicity; obviously the roles can and often are reversed. I’m also oversimplifying a bit and using Dom/Master and submissive/slave interchangeably. There are many differences, but for the purposes of this blog entry, they’re being lumped together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that out of the way…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m deeply concerned about the prevalence of abusive, criminal behavior in BDSM fiction. It wouldn’t bother me so much if it was committed by antagonists and such, but all too frequently, it’s the protagonist. The hero, for heaven’s sake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not talking about a hero behaving unsympathetically, then redeeming himself before the book’s end so he and the heroine can live happily ever after. A story wouldn’t be worth reading without conflict, black moments, etc. Characters are imperfect, they make some pretty colossal mistakes, and it’s all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folks, I’m talking about criminal behavior. Abuse. Sexual assault. Rape. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BDSM is supposed to be safe, sane, and consensual. What I’ve been reading…isn’t. I’ve read all too often about things like forcing someone to submit, ignoring safe words, leaving someone alone while bound (highly dangerous), bringing in strangers without the sub’s consent, etc. These are not miscommunications and misunderstandings that can be resolved with a conversation and a hug. We’re talking about huge violations of trust, assuming there was a foundation of trust there to begin with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hint: If the Dom and sub were brought together by way of kidnapping, coercion, or other such circumstances, there is no foundation of trust.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, if the sub tells herself, “Well, he hasn’t actually hurt me, so this is okay and he’s a good man” that is the very definition of Stockholm Syndrome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, seriously. From Wikipedia: “Stockholm syndrome is a term used to describe a paradoxical psychological phenomenon wherein hostages express adulation and have positive feelings towards their captors that appear irrational in light of the danger or risk endured by the victims, essentially mistaking a lack of abuse from their captors as an act of kindness.” [emphasis mine.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not very romantic, is it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s the thing about submission: it happens on the submissive’s terms, not the Dom’s. She tells him what she wants, what her limits are, what limits she’s willing to have pushed, etc. All of this happens before he ever lays a hand on her. A safe word is established. She can end things any time she wants without fear of punishment. Trust and communication had better be rock solid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what if the Dom sees a submissive side in someone? What if he gets that vibe off her and wants to help her explore it? Maybe she’s inexperienced, uncertain, even ashamed of her desires, but he senses it, overhears her talking to someone about it, or what have you. One way or another, the Dom knows she is or wants to be a sub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should he do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if he wants to keep my sympathy as a reader (and, if it were real life, his ability to chew food), what he won’t do is take matters into his own hands and make her his submissive. He won’t break her down until it dawns on her that “oh, wow, this really is what I want.” He won’t force her to do his bidding until she submits willingly and enthusiastically. He won’t imprison her and cut her off from the outside world until she falls in Stockholm Syndrome love with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why do so many Doms do those very things in fiction? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a reader, I find it more than a little unsettling when an erotic romance, BDSM or otherwise, takes a skin-crawling turn into the realms of sexual assault, kidnapping, and Stockholm Syndrome. What bothers me even more is how often this happens. It’s gotten to the point I’m hesitant to pick up any book that’s listed as BDSM because there seems to be an assumption that as long as it’s labeled as BDSM, anything goes. Consent can be assumed. Trust can be earned after the fact. Any sub can, will, and must submit to any Dom, just as any Dom can and will top any sub. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrong. Wrong. Wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to BDSM, trust and consent are even more critical than in vanilla situations. Submission is earned. Domination is a privilege. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I understand that rape fantasies are fairly common. In real life, they can be explored under controlled circumstances with trusted participants, safe words in place, etc. Quite honestly, it shouldn’t be any different in fiction. Without those safeguards in place, things like kidnapping, imprisonment, and rape are crimes, people. That, and I have yet to see any of these actions acknowledged as rape or any other criminal act. Because she secretly likes it, or he “knows she really wants it, she just doesn’t know it yet” (if that line doesn’t make your skin crawl, I don’t know what will), it’s okay. Because it’s BDSM, lines can be crossed, blurred, and ignored altogether. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not. True. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m willing to suspend my belief for a lot of things, but when it comes to consensual sex? No. Not a chance. Some things are simply non-negotiable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a Dom tells a sub she will have sex with him “or else…” that’s coercion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a sub thinks quietly to herself that she really does like it, even though she’s fought him, told him “no” or otherwise made it clear she’s resisting, that’s rape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the sub is, at any point, genuinely afraid of the Dom, and he doesn’t stop everything at once (whether because he’s picked up on it, she’s used a safe word, or she’s otherwise made it clear she’s scared or upset) until he’s certain she’s okay, that Dom has lost all sympathy from me as a reader. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the Dom even tries to dominate a sub without first establishing safe words, trust, and boundaries, he is a clueless brute whose rear end needs to get intimately acquainted with my steel-toed boot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In closing, this is a trend of rape masquerading as BDSM that bothers me both as a reader and a writer. I believe it promotes a dangerous misunderstanding of what BDSM is all about. And yes, as a writer, I will absolutely put my money where my mouth is. In fact, this is the part where I get to shamelessly promote my attempts to bring some safe, sane, and consensual fun into the BDSM genre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TSstJqdwvGI/AAAAAAAAAFs/cQHo2kBABlY/s1600/Lauren+Gallagher.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TSstJqdwvGI/AAAAAAAAAFs/cQHo2kBABlY/s320/Lauren+Gallagher.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Carnal Passions imprint of Champagne Books released my first BDSM novel, a ménage romance called &lt;em&gt;Light Switch&lt;/em&gt;, in early January. Written with the input of an experienced Dom and sub, &lt;em&gt;Light&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Switch&lt;/em&gt; is the story of one woman’s exploration into the world of BDSM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blurb:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After far too much lackluster sex with her now-ex-boyfriend, Kristen Locke isn’t just ready to try something new, she’s ready to try everything. And as luck would have it, two of her good friends are more than willing to introduce her to the kinkier side of life: Experienced dominant Scott Moore wants to bring out the submissive in her. Neighbor and voyeur Matt Sommers quite literally sees the exhibitionist in her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little by little, they open up a whole new world to her, and Kristen’s about to learn that love can be found in the most unusual places…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In March, &lt;em&gt;Reconstructing Meredith&lt;/em&gt;, will be also released by Carnal Passions. The sequel to &lt;em&gt;Light Switch&lt;/em&gt;, this is a much, much darker book that explores the aftermath of a submissive who’s been abused at the hands of a Dom with a vicious cruel streak. For those who prefer male/male, keep an eye out for &lt;em&gt;Out of Focus&lt;/em&gt;, an all-male BDSM ménage coming from Samhain Publishing next summer under my other pseudonym, L. A. Witt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, if anyone has any recommendations for safe, sane, and consensual BDSM fiction, please do let me know – I’m looking for some books to read myself, and I’d also love to get a list going on my blog or website. Comment here, shoot me an e-mail, send me a tweet, but give me a holler! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lori Witt &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(aka Lauren Gallagher &amp;amp; L. A. Witt)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Twitter: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.loriawitt.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;http://www.loriawitt.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Website: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/GallagherWitt"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;http://twitter.com/GallagherWitt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blog: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://navywifeadventures.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;http://navywifeadventures.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E-mail: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:thethinker42@gmail.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;thethinker42@gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-1907626162792525053?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/1907626162792525053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=1907626162792525053' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/1907626162792525053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/1907626162792525053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/01/lauren-gallagher-visits-today_10.html' title='Lauren Gallagher Visits Today'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TSstJqdwvGI/AAAAAAAAAFs/cQHo2kBABlY/s72-c/Lauren+Gallagher.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-4542397910203314300</id><published>2011-01-07T13:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T13:25:03.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And the Winner of the Drool Factor Competition is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ladies, the votes have been tallied! Seems many of you share the same taste in men ;-) Hmm...anyone care to share? Didn't think so. Snatching the &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Drool Factor Upper Body&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Award &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;with&amp;nbsp;a landslide win is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drool Factor Hunk number 7!&lt;/strong&gt; Here you go you scrumptious thing...well-deserved.&amp;nbsp;Stay tuned for a couple of&amp;nbsp;mouth-watering outback hunks in the next DF post.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Now you'll&amp;nbsp;all have to excuse me while I&amp;nbsp;mop&amp;nbsp;up in here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TSdV1X9V2UI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/b2o2ejQXmcA/s1600/award-trophies-trophy2%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-4542397910203314300?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/4542397910203314300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=4542397910203314300' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/4542397910203314300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/4542397910203314300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/01/and-winner-of-drool-factor-competition.html' title='And the Winner of the Drool Factor Competition is...'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TSdV1X9V2UI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/b2o2ejQXmcA/s72-c/award-trophies-trophy2%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-3982378408021372320</id><published>2011-01-04T18:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T19:07:07.635-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 Drool Factor Competition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;What better way to kick off&amp;nbsp;my 2011&amp;nbsp;blog posts&amp;nbsp;than with delicious pics of&amp;nbsp;semi-naked&amp;nbsp;men?&amp;nbsp;These bods are contenders for the special &lt;strong&gt;Drool Factor Upper Body Award&lt;/strong&gt;. You'll notice I've cropped their handsome faces and legs. That's because I'd like you to focus on their chests and abs so you can&amp;nbsp;choose the upper body&amp;nbsp;that revs your engine the most. ;-)&amp;nbsp;Include the number of the pic when leaving your comment. Detailed&amp;nbsp;responses are&amp;nbsp;encouraged--and these guys are &lt;em&gt;begging&lt;/em&gt; for your vote!&amp;nbsp;I'm awfully curious to see the results and I'll&amp;nbsp;post the&amp;nbsp;bod that&amp;nbsp;got the most votes by the end of the week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TSOfTUubRwI/AAAAAAAAAEY/0acDkBqE5x8/s1600/bulky.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TSOfTUubRwI/AAAAAAAAAEY/0acDkBqE5x8/s1600/bulky.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Nice&amp;nbsp;'n beefy&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TSOkzKRaoFI/AAAAAAAAAEo/tWnumZoE5PE/s1600/swimmer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TSOkzKRaoFI/AAAAAAAAAEo/tWnumZoE5PE/s1600/swimmer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;﻿2. The graceful swimmer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TSOnUZlkd5I/AAAAAAAAAE4/Z2QXhmQZDJQ/s1600/totally+chiseled.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TSOnUZlkd5I/AAAAAAAAAE4/Z2QXhmQZDJQ/s1600/totally+chiseled.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;Ripped&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TSOlc6aAd9I/AAAAAAAAAEs/d2gPD0TOCtM/s1600/How-to-Get-Abs-Quickly2%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TSOlc6aAd9I/AAAAAAAAAEs/d2gPD0TOCtM/s1600/How-to-Get-Abs-Quickly2%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;4. Serious six pack&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TSOn38oWyBI/AAAAAAAAAE8/7lSWsS5aZVo/s1600/dusting+of+hair.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TSOn38oWyBI/AAAAAAAAAE8/7lSWsS5aZVo/s1600/dusting+of+hair.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Dusting of hair&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TSOoNgtcUBI/AAAAAAAAAFA/BW-05DWdFMg/s1600/ripped+and+lean.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TSOoNgtcUBI/AAAAAAAAAFA/BW-05DWdFMg/s1600/ripped+and+lean.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&amp;nbsp;Chiseled and&amp;nbsp;slim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TSOontF_TUI/AAAAAAAAAFE/GMzzccE0hs0/s1600/slim+and+lean.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TSOontF_TUI/AAAAAAAAAFE/GMzzccE0hs0/s1600/slim+and+lean.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Nice 'n lean&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-3982378408021372320?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/3982378408021372320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=3982378408021372320' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/3982378408021372320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/3982378408021372320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2011/01/drool-factor-competition-for-2011.html' title='2011 Drool Factor Competition'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TSOfTUubRwI/AAAAAAAAAEY/0acDkBqE5x8/s72-c/bulky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-4943816361412583330</id><published>2010-12-30T13:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T13:14:07.639-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TRzAtrvPAMI/AAAAAAAAAEI/FkDMK-fPV-U/s1600/2011-fireworks%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="196" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TRzAtrvPAMI/AAAAAAAAAEI/FkDMK-fPV-U/s320/2011-fireworks%255B1%255D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011 already? It seems not long ago that we rolled into 2000,&amp;nbsp;mostly likely&amp;nbsp;the dawn of a new year that produced the most anxiety and excitement in history. More than a decade has passed since then.&amp;nbsp;I can't help but&amp;nbsp;wonder about all the things I accomplished during this time. Including the things I haven't. I frown as I write this because there's no solid excuse for not meeting those goals and not pursuing certain interests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to a subject that inevitably springs up at the end of every year for many of us.&amp;nbsp;I've been&amp;nbsp;thinking about my new year's resolutions for the past week. I figure if I write them down here, in&amp;nbsp;this public place, then I'll be more compelled to commit to them, or at the very least,&amp;nbsp;refer to them regularly as a reminder.&amp;nbsp;Feel free to share this&amp;nbsp;humbling act with me by listing your resolutions, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My 8 New Year's Resolutions for 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;Stick to my nicely organized personal routine, from which I've deviated countless times.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Swear less&amp;nbsp;in general, particularly when driving.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Cut my chocolate consumption in half. (This one's harder than #2.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Write an outline for the two non-fiction stories that have taken a sad spot&amp;nbsp;on the back burner.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Become an active member of a&amp;nbsp;women's charity.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Clean out and organize my desk drawers. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Curb my sarcasm by about 30%. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Do the wonderful,&amp;nbsp;insane little things I've never dared to do.&amp;nbsp;Well, I actually can't pull this off in a single year, so I'll start with two.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I wish us all a very happy New Year's celebration and a beautiful, healthy and peaceful 2011!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-4943816361412583330?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/4943816361412583330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=4943816361412583330' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/4943816361412583330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/4943816361412583330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TRzAtrvPAMI/AAAAAAAAAEI/FkDMK-fPV-U/s72-c/2011-fireworks%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-2910341117259626948</id><published>2010-12-29T13:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T13:33:20.235-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dhampir Desire, Book Two Contracted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TRt9cWjfV1I/AAAAAAAAAEE/8OebVuNG0H0/s1600/Pen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TRt9cWjfV1I/AAAAAAAAAEE/8OebVuNG0H0/s1600/Pen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's official. I signed the contract for book two in the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dhampir Desire&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; series with Cobblestone Press&amp;nbsp;yesterday. Squee! That means another dhampir hottie is definitely coming your way! And look out folks--there's&amp;nbsp;so much&amp;nbsp;virile alphaness in this guy, he's practically bursting out of his clothes. Don't worry...I didn't pair him up with a meek female. Nope--hardly do that anyway--she's one wilful,&amp;nbsp;bold journalist who will go to just about any length to get her dhampir story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look out for unedited blurbs and other such tantalizing snippets posted here in the very near future. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-2910341117259626948?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/2910341117259626948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=2910341117259626948' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/2910341117259626948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/2910341117259626948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2010/12/dhampir-desire-book-two-contracted.html' title='Dhampir Desire, Book Two Contracted'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TRt9cWjfV1I/AAAAAAAAAEE/8OebVuNG0H0/s72-c/Pen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-959075189857427286</id><published>2010-12-27T20:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T20:51:32.357-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Miz Love Loves Books and The Unnecessary Bodyguard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mizlovelovesbooks.blogspot.com/search/label/Evie%20Balos"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TRk7y9tLNiI/AAAAAAAAAD4/vV5qBWmSKBM/s1600/mizlove5-5button%255B1%255D.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When Natalie Dae informed me that a review has been posted for &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Unnecessary Bodyguard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;Miz Love Loves Books&lt;/strong&gt;, I wasn't expecting a 5 out of 5 rating. Wow. I mean, I love my story, worked my butt off creating it, but that's a perfect score we're talking about! My mouth dropped open and then it stretched into a grin. They've named the review ratings, which I find pretty neat. Mine's an "Almost Undressed" rating. Luv it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miz Management&lt;/strong&gt; says: &lt;strong&gt;"If vampires and dhamphirs do it for you, get yourself over to Cobblestone Press and purchase a copy. Jovan is—sigh—gorgeous."&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;To read the whole review &lt;a href="http://mizlovelovesbooks.blogspot.com/search/label/Evie%20Balos"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;click here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-959075189857427286?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/959075189857427286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=959075189857427286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/959075189857427286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/959075189857427286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2010/12/miz-love-loves-books-and-unnecessary.html' title='Miz Love Loves Books and The Unnecessary Bodyguard'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TRk7y9tLNiI/AAAAAAAAAD4/vV5qBWmSKBM/s72-c/mizlove5-5button%255B1%255D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-5038861096012500587</id><published>2010-12-23T00:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T00:08:32.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes of Christmas and Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TRLQFGbaSWI/AAAAAAAAADU/3zDit_eMxLs/s1600/Christmas+pic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TRLQFGbaSWI/AAAAAAAAADU/3zDit_eMxLs/s1600/Christmas+pic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Christmas is my favorite&amp;nbsp;religious holiday. It might mean slightly different things to different people, but to me, it represents Christ's birth, his passion, and love. I read a&amp;nbsp;touching Christmas quote in the local paper the other day, which inspired me to find several other Christmas-themed quotes and quotes about love for today's post. I couldn't resist throwing in a few humorous ones. ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Feel free to post your own. I wish all my blogger friends, readers, and fellow authors a wonderful and safe Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"Christmas, my child, is love in action." ~ Dale Evans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"For the spirit of Christmas fulfils the greatest hunger of mankind." ~ Loring A. Schuler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"Love doesn't make the world go 'round. Love is what makes the ride worthwhile."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ~ Franklin P. Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TRLWNF11DUI/AAAAAAAAADc/dIWFuSfICt4/s1600/mr-mrs-claus-mistletoe-glass-ornament%257E10498916%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TRLWNF11DUI/AAAAAAAAADc/dIWFuSfICt4/s1600/mr-mrs-claus-mistletoe-glass-ornament%257E10498916%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"I stopped believing in Santa Claus when I was six. Mother took me to see him in a department store and he asked for my autograph." ~ Shirley Temple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;“Christmas is a time when everybody wants his past forgotten and his present remembered. What I don't like about office Christmas parties is looking for a job the next day." ~ Phyllis Diller &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"Love is a fruit in season at all times, and within reach of every hand."&amp;nbsp;~ Mother Theresa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"Christmas is not a time nor a season, but a state of mind. To cherish peace and goodwill, to be plenteous in mercy, is to have the real spirit of Christmas."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ~ Calvin Coolidge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"Anyone who believes that men are the equal of women has never seen a man trying to wrap a Christmas present." ~ Anonymous &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"There is no remedy for love but to love more."&amp;nbsp;~ Henry David Thoreau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;At Christmas I no more desire a rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Than wish a snow in May's new-fangled shows, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;But like of each thing that in season grows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;~ William Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-5038861096012500587?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/5038861096012500587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=5038861096012500587' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/5038861096012500587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/5038861096012500587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2010/12/quotes-of-christmas-and-love.html' title='Quotes of Christmas and Love'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TRLQFGbaSWI/AAAAAAAAADU/3zDit_eMxLs/s72-c/Christmas+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-5690957501811593854</id><published>2010-12-20T11:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T11:33:04.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Very Own Versatile Blogger Award</title><content type='html'>I'm thrilled and honored to receive this lovely award by the talented &lt;strong&gt;Lex Valentine&lt;/strong&gt;, who truly is a versatile blogger in her own right.&amp;nbsp;Lex's blog always has something engaging in store. Visit &lt;a href="http://www.sunlightsucks.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Sunlight Sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TQ9s-Ug6STI/AAAAAAAAADM/KoUY5SElVEE/s1600/versatilebloggerawardresized2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TQ9s-Ug6STI/AAAAAAAAADM/KoUY5SElVEE/s1600/versatilebloggerawardresized2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog is pretty new, but it's a lot like home, where I can put my feet up, have a cup of coffee, and enjoy rambling about all manner of things, without getting into too much trouble. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Versatile Blogger Award tradition, here's my list of seven facts about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I love adrenaline-filled activities, like jet-boating, rafting, sailing, and go-karting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm a super-romantic, almost to the point of cheesiness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If I could live on Parisian croissants, I would. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Cats are my favorite animals.&amp;nbsp;Dangerous, domestic--love 'em all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp;I'm a contrast of personalities; like a sweet little kitten and a tiger rolled into one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I listen to jazz and classical when I write. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&amp;nbsp;I have a serious thing (like, almost clinical) for guys with dirty blond hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd like to pass this award to the following bloggers, whose blogs I enjoy:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://juliarachelbarrett.net/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Julia Rachel Barrett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://threewickedwriters.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Three Wicked Writers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lindsaysromantics.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Lindsay Townsend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-5690957501811593854?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/5690957501811593854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=5690957501811593854' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/5690957501811593854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/5690957501811593854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-very-own-versatile-blogger-award.html' title='My Very Own Versatile Blogger Award'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TQ9s-Ug6STI/AAAAAAAAADM/KoUY5SElVEE/s72-c/versatilebloggerawardresized2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-8408664486189130450</id><published>2010-12-17T00:00:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T00:00:02.457-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonya Renee Callihan is Here Today!</title><content type='html'>Let’s welcome debut author Tonya Renee Callihan. Tonya’s one of the youngest authors in our industry and she’s a busy bee. Here are a few fun facts about Tonya: She’s studying for a degree in nursing; she reviews for The Long and Short of it, Whipped Cream Reviews, You Gotta Read, Siren Reviews, Rites of Romance and Fresh Fiction. Now that’s some serious reading! Tonya’s upcoming book, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Night Promises&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, will be released next month with Secret Cravings Publishing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Evie and thanks for having me on your blog today--been looking forward to it. I am super excited. I have several things to share with your readers. I want to start by sharing one of my favorite Christmas traditions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Cowboy’s Christmas Wish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by Tonya Renee Callihan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free Read offered by Secret Cravings Publishing &lt;a href="http://secretcravingspublishing.com/TonyaReneeCallihanFreeRead.html"&gt;http://secretcravingspublishing.com/TonyaReneeCallihanFreeRead.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Payton Williams ran from her ex and a life of abuse, her entire existence has&amp;nbsp;come down to her running from every fear. Now that she has finally settled in the dreamy hills of Montana, she no longer wants to run, even when cowboy Derek pushes boundaries that haven't been pushed in a long time. She's prepared to stay and fight for the only home she's ever had...even if that means she's only fighting against what her heart and her head are saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TQpHxHi5boI/AAAAAAAAADA/lIAQEtayhGU/s1600/A+Cowboys+Christmas+Wish+Cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TQpHxHi5boI/AAAAAAAAADA/lIAQEtayhGU/s200/A+Cowboys+Christmas+Wish+Cover.jpg" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Derek Green is a true cowboy, heart and soul, born and raised on a ranch in&amp;nbsp; Montana by his grandparents. After his grandfather passed away, he took over "Greene Stables". The only thing missing is a woman to love and kids running around the yard. At thirty-five he's more than ready to settle down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a defining moment in Derek’s kitchen, can Payton finally drop her guard and allow herself to embrace the feelings for Derek she's been fighting against for months? Can Derek convince her that she is the only woman he'll ever love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For each download of this free read, Secret Cravings Publishing is donating $1 to the charity of my choice in my name. My publisher is also offering an awesome contest for any reader who pre-orders a copy of my book, “Night Promises” or any book from the site. Go here for more info about their contest: &lt;a href="http://secretcravingspublishing.com/Contests.html"&gt;http://secretcravingspublishing.com/Contests.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coming January 5, 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Night Promises - Night Pleasures 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erotic Contemporary, Paranormal, Vampires (4 flames)&lt;br /&gt;Approximate word count: 11,802&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blurb:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TQpICOwGMlI/AAAAAAAAADE/lpdbpaTyGrs/s1600/Night+Promises+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TQpICOwGMlI/AAAAAAAAADE/lpdbpaTyGrs/s320/Night+Promises+1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kelly O’Keefe first met a vampire when she was twelve. Now the pair are best friends&amp;nbsp; and have opened Night Pleasures, an underground club that caters to vampires and their needs. When Kelly’s sister is murdered, she finds herself working with Connor, a vampire she's been in love with for months. Unable to trust men, let alone a vampire, can she let him help her solve her sister’s murder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connor has been watching after Kelly for seven months with the help of his sire and best friend Micah. Connor has kept himself at a distance even though he knows they are life mates. He's afraid of losing control and turning Kelly against her will. When he learns Kelly plans on investigating her sister’s death, he steps in and allows &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Contest! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 14 people who currently like my author Facebook page, see link below. When I have 100 people who like my page I will have a drawing. The winner will win a free download of &lt;em&gt;Night Promises&lt;/em&gt; and a gift basket. Hurry! This contest will last until December 31st, and tell your friends. For every friend you recommend, they have to send me an email to tonyacallihan@hotmail.com stating that you were the one to tell them about this contest you will get 2 additional entries into the contest. For every social network you post this contest up on you will receive another entry into the contest. Send me the links so I can see the posts. Also follow my blog and twitter to get 2 more entries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author Links&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Website: &lt;a href="http://www.tonyacallihan.weebly.com/"&gt;http://www.tonyacallihan.weebly.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog: &lt;a href="http://www.tonyasramblings.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.tonyasramblings.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook Author Fan Page: &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/34dfz6w"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/34dfz6w&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook Night Promises Fan Page: &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/389e5vl"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/389e5vl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twitter: &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/tonyacallihan"&gt;http://www.twitter.com/tonyacallihan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contact: &lt;a href="mailto:tonyacallihan@hotmail.com"&gt;tonyacallihan@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-8408664486189130450?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/8408664486189130450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=8408664486189130450' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/8408664486189130450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/8408664486189130450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2010/12/tonya-renee-callihan-is-here-today.html' title='Tonya Renee Callihan is Here Today!'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TQpHxHi5boI/AAAAAAAAADA/lIAQEtayhGU/s72-c/A+Cowboys+Christmas+Wish+Cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-4016147630041799334</id><published>2010-12-14T04:30:00.031-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T04:30:00.681-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Julia Rachel Barrett is Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Let's&amp;nbsp;welcome talented author and blogger extraordinaire, Julia Rachel Barrett. Julia writes erotic science fiction, paranormal, and contemporary romance. She’s here to talk about her new release and the inspiration for this truly touching story. Without further ado…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come Back To Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;…a descent into darkness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TQFiDFfi_0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/NNZ46zTpcAg/s1600/CBTM-S.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TQFiDFfi_0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/NNZ46zTpcAg/s1600/CBTM-S.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This was not an easy book to write. &lt;em&gt;Come Back To Me&lt;/em&gt; didn’t begin as a work for publication; it began as an exercise or rather, an exorcism. I had a few demons buried inside and they needed to see the light of day. I was fascinated by how easily the words flowed from my brain to my fingers to my computer screen. I expected the process to be much more difficult; I assumed I’d have to pry the words out, as the work is more or less autobiographical, but I didn’t. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Once I completed this unusual, emotional memoir, I decided to re-write and edit, make it a bit more commercial. After two re-writes, I sent if off, only to be rejected, twice, by publishers who told me that while they loved the story, readers will not buy a dark tale in dark times. Evernight Publishing picked the book up without hesitation. While &lt;em&gt;Come Back To Me&lt;/em&gt; has a happy ending, which is real and true to life, the main theme of the book is personal growth, not a heroic rescue. Where does a woman, abused from childhood, find the strength to stand on her own two feet? How far will she allow herself to be pushed until she fights back for the sake of herself and her unborn child? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You can find &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come Back To Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; here: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/2uyn7zq"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/2uyn7zq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Blurb:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sometimes the safest path is to keep people at a distance…especially men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Cara’s life has been one nightmare after another. Abused as a child and neglected by her parents, she’s quick to blame herself for every cruel thing that happens to her. And then there’s James, the only man capable of making her forget her misgivings and learn to love again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;James, a young doctor in training, is aware of Cara’s history. He’s determined to break through her barriers and build a life with her…and fails. Cara runs away in an attempt to reinvent herself and James fears he’s lost her for good. When she falls into the hands of a drug dealer and mob boss, life as they know it is about to get a whole lot worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Can their love withstand the demons of her past and present? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read more on my website: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://juliarachelbarrett.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://juliarachelbarrett.net&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-4016147630041799334?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/4016147630041799334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=4016147630041799334' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/4016147630041799334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/4016147630041799334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2010/12/julia-rachel-barrett-is-here.html' title='Julia Rachel Barrett is Here!'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TQFiDFfi_0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/NNZ46zTpcAg/s72-c/CBTM-S.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-3714066138539560113</id><published>2010-12-08T15:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T15:17:00.538-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Thrill of the First Encounter</title><content type='html'>Any romance fan eagerly anticipates the first encounter between the hero and the heroine. That&amp;nbsp;jump in the pulse. That&amp;nbsp;flutter of the heart.&amp;nbsp;The hot rush of awareness. So many ways to describe this encounter, and if done well, the&amp;nbsp;result is downright&amp;nbsp;exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on this note, I'll post the first encounter from my latest release. I would also love to read your exciting first encounters, so go ahead and post them here. One very short excerpt of one or two paragraphs, please. Include your book link!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Encounter between Nina Bradley and Jovan Markovic from &lt;em&gt;The Unnecessary Bodyguard,&lt;/em&gt; Cobblestone Press.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alarm shot through her. &lt;em&gt;My God&lt;/em&gt;. She &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; being followed. Panic pressed down on her lungs. She wasn’t going to make it to the car in time. Her fingers tightened around her keys as she slowed and turned to face him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’ll scrape your eyes out,” she warned, surprised at how little her voice trembled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He held up his hands as he stopped a few feet from her. “I won’t hurt you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She made a quick assessment of him. No average man, for sure. He was over six feet tall, broad-shouldered and powerfully built. She pictured compact muscles underneath the short leather jacket. As she made eye contact, her breath froze. Unusual dark gray eyes trapped her with their intensity. Her heart skipped. He didn’t look like a vampire, at least, but that didn’t make him less dangerous. In fact, there was a strange air of danger about him. “Why are you following me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cobblestone-press.com/catalog/books/bodyguard.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Book link&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-3714066138539560113?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/3714066138539560113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=3714066138539560113' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/3714066138539560113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/3714066138539560113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2010/12/thrill-of-first-encounter.html' title='The Thrill of the First Encounter'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-790030212587895051</id><published>2010-12-03T00:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T00:16:15.194-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The e-book: Not So New</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TPh81pKbhlI/AAAAAAAAAC4/TlGcVKo9_Tw/s1600/reader+%25282%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TPh81pKbhlI/AAAAAAAAAC4/TlGcVKo9_Tw/s1600/reader+%25282%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The commercial circulation of e-books boomed during the 2000’s, particularly with the launching of e-Readers, but how far back do e-books--otherwise known as digital books--go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The oldest digital library is &lt;strong&gt;Project Gutenberg&lt;/strong&gt;, founded by Michael S. Hart in 1971, who set out to digitize and archive various literary works and make them available to the public. Most of the documents in the library’s archives are full texts of public domain books. “At least one version of each book is a plain text file that can be displayed on virtually any computer. Most of the early postings were typed in by Hart himself. Today, the e-texts are produced (usually scanned) by Project Gutenberg's many volunteers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Project Gutenberg has over 34,000 items in its collection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: Wikipedia; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/E-books"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/E-books&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michael_S._Hart"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michael_S._Hart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-790030212587895051?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/790030212587895051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=790030212587895051' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/790030212587895051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/790030212587895051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2010/12/e-book-not-so-new.html' title='The e-book: Not So New'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TPh81pKbhlI/AAAAAAAAAC4/TlGcVKo9_Tw/s72-c/reader+%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-7226272477661768361</id><published>2010-12-01T14:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T14:09:43.341-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WIP Update: Final Chapter!</title><content type='html'>That's right--I'm on the very last chapter of book two in the Dhampir Desire series. (No title yet--I prefer to come up with titles once I'm done.) The last few pages will unfold in the next three hours or so. Then I'll step away from it for about five days and read it again with, hopefully, rested eyes before sending it off to my critque partner who's already wielding her surgical pen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-7226272477661768361?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/7226272477661768361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=7226272477661768361' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/7226272477661768361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/7226272477661768361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2010/12/wip-update-final-chapter.html' title='WIP Update: Final Chapter!'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-6150438641580175316</id><published>2010-11-24T14:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T14:57:14.297-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Wishes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TO1sXKz7aQI/AAAAAAAAACw/ECXbqGsOjx0/s1600/sf_happyThanksgiving3_02%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TO1sXKz7aQI/AAAAAAAAACw/ECXbqGsOjx0/s1600/sf_happyThanksgiving3_02%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;A lovely Thanksgiving to all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Evie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-6150438641580175316?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/6150438641580175316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=6150438641580175316' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/6150438641580175316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/6150438641580175316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanksgiving-wishes.html' title='Thanksgiving Wishes'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TO1sXKz7aQI/AAAAAAAAACw/ECXbqGsOjx0/s72-c/sf_happyThanksgiving3_02%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-7141706613062010828</id><published>2010-11-18T11:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T11:31:41.627-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Drool Factor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TOVN6Fz2IaI/AAAAAAAAACs/HUC4o0dpn-I/s1600/images%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TOVN6Fz2IaI/AAAAAAAAACs/HUC4o0dpn-I/s1600/images%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve decided to post pics of guys I find incredibly hunky at least once a month and I’ll call this post &lt;strong&gt;The Drool Factor&lt;/strong&gt;, because frankly, they’re mouth-wateringly scrumptious and a rare sight&amp;nbsp;in the real world.&amp;nbsp;*sigh* Plus, they could be a source of writing inspiration or some other type of &lt;em&gt;much-needed&lt;/em&gt; inspiration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Reactions, involuntary or otherwise, can be recorded in the comments section. Please don’t drool on my blog though...I try to keep it clean in here.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-7141706613062010828?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/7141706613062010828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=7141706613062010828' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/7141706613062010828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/7141706613062010828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2010/11/drool-factor.html' title='The Drool Factor'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TOVN6Fz2IaI/AAAAAAAAACs/HUC4o0dpn-I/s72-c/images%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-1723826266872971271</id><published>2010-11-15T01:00:00.079-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T01:00:00.071-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rebecca Goings: Finding Time to Write</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I am thrilled to welcome multi-published and prolific romance author, Rebecca Goings today! Rebecca has penned many books across the board of subgenres, including westerns and notably her paranormal series &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beast&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Desert Princes of Jikkar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, a new fantasy series.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;How does this author—a mom of five with a pile of daily chores—find time to write? I’m all ears! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rebecca Goings:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;How do you find the time to write?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I hear this question all the time from readers, fellow writers, as well as friends and family. I’m a stay-at-home mom with five kids, and I also homeschool them. I run errands, pay bills, do laundry, make dinner, and somewhere in that chaos, I’ve found the time to pen over 30 books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Well, for me, I find the time through two different things. The first thing; scheduling. Before the day starts, I have about two hours of my own time. DH has to leave for work early, and the baby wakes early, so I can check email, write, or promote before I start my day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I like to have the house clean before we do schooltime, so we do chores after breakfast. I have morning chores and evening chores. Morning chores includes vacuuming, dishes, mopping, starting laundry. My children are old enough (11, 10, 9, 7 &amp;amp; 22mos.) to do the lion’s share of the chores. (Well, maybe not the baby—but she does clean up her toys and puts them in her box.) In fact, all I do is my own laundry, I clean the kitchen, and maybe mop. I do things the kids can’t do well, like vacuum the edges of the carpets. But with them doing basic chores, it takes a big load off of me, as well as giving my kids a responsibility to learn how to clean their own houses when they’re adults.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;After chores, we do school, until about 3pm. When that is finished, I have another two-hour window to write/promote/fool around before my evening chores of putting away the laundry, ironing, and starting dinner begin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So in my busy day, I can squeeze out at least 4 hours of writing/promo time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Now, on days I have to go shopping or to the doctor or any other errand or special chore like doing bills, I obviously cannot write in those windows. And that makes me cranky. Sometimes I’m distracted by kids and/or drawn to do other things like painting my nails, read, or some other form of procrastination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But if there’s one thing I’ve learned over the years--sometimes, you can’t always plan for big chunks of writing time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The second thing; write what you can when you can. It’s all well and good to put a schedule in your calendar, but we all know how fickle “Real Life” can be. Therefore, I have had to come to peace with the fact that sometimes, I have to write my books one paragraph at a time. Perhaps even one sentence at a time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;With young kids and chores that must be done every day, it’s not always realistic to close off the world and write for two solid hours. Some days, all is well in the universe, and this can be done. Other days, chaos reigns. Holding out hope for the huge chunk of writing time where I can just zone and float away into my book is a myth that defeats a lot of newbie authors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Unless you have no kids, no husband, and no distractions, it is nearly impossible to write for hours on end, or heck, for even ONE hour. And I don’t even have a job outside the home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Another thing I do that I know a lot of other writers aren’t always keen on doing – I don’t have “days off” from being an author. All my free time is pretty much in front of my computer, because that’s what I enjoy doing. Are hubby’s friends over to play cards for the evening? GREAT! I’m writing! Is dinner in the oven for forty-five minutes? GREAT! I’m writing! Hubby’s working late and the kids are watching a movie. GREAT! I’m writing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In the end, it all boils down to what works for you. But my advice to you is this. Find the time in your day when you can write. Then write what you can when you can. Writing a paragraph at a time is at least going in the right direction, and in time, you’ll finally have a book behind you. I’ve written many novels this way. And amazingly, the disjointed paragraphs and piecemeal scenes somehow coalesce together to make some darn good stories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;(If I do say so myself!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;~~Becka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You can find Rebecca here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rebeccagoings.com/"&gt;http://www.rebeccagoings.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/themagicofromance"&gt;http://groups.yahoo.com/group/themagicofromance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/rebeccagoings"&gt;http://www.twitter.com/rebeccagoings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/rebecca.goings"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/rebecca.goings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-1723826266872971271?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/1723826266872971271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=1723826266872971271' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/1723826266872971271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/1723826266872971271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2010/11/rebecca-goings-finding-time-to-write.html' title='Rebecca Goings: Finding Time to Write'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-6304349186781313918</id><published>2010-11-14T00:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T00:10:09.828-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiddling With Fonts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You've probably noticed that my blog&amp;nbsp;is a melange of different fonts. I'm not trying to annoy anyone--just&amp;nbsp;want to find a nice font to use all the time. The Times is too small and if I choose large type it's too big. And I'm not crazy about the other options, so I'm searching to see if there's a way to import fonts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Bear with me in the meantime!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-6304349186781313918?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/6304349186781313918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=6304349186781313918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/6304349186781313918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/6304349186781313918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2010/11/fiddling-with-fonts.html' title='Fiddling With Fonts'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-2642951886922397870</id><published>2010-11-10T18:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T18:19:14.815-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that Make you Go ARGHRR #%$*# !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I don’t get pulled over by police for speeding violations or things like that. Nope, my record’s virtually spotless. But I get parking tickets. I’ve got a fresh one sitting in my bag right now, burning an $85 hole in the fine Italian leather. All because I was brainless and stubborn enough to drive downtown for an appointment—the location of all of my parking violations. I kinda deserved it. I’d declined my sister’s offer&amp;nbsp;for a&amp;nbsp;lift because I thought it was out of her way, and I chose the comfort of my car over the subway. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I’ve lived in Montreal most of my life so I’m familiar with the frustrating and almost chaotic parking situation downtown. There are few things I’m cheap about, and paying big bucks for parking is one of those things. So I generally avoid the private lots and look for a meter spot. Anyhow, I found a spot about forty minutes into dodging cars and pedestrians. Only this one had no meter, which is unusual downtown. There was a sign of course, but I couldn’t read it because it was covered in leaves from a tree sticking out of the cement on the sidewalk. &lt;em&gt;Jeez&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;So I chanced it, despite the niggling apprehension, and I was awarded with&amp;nbsp;that hateful long red and white strip of paper tucked neatly under my wiper. According to the ticket, I’d parked in a time-restricted bus zone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I think, though, after paying about ten of these over the years, I’ve finally learned my lesson. Actually, I wouldn’t mind being pulled over by a cutie in blue for a change. At least I’d have a chance of talking my way out of that one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-2642951886922397870?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/2642951886922397870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=2642951886922397870' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/2642951886922397870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/2642951886922397870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2010/11/things-that-make-you-go-arghrr.html' title='Things that Make you Go ARGHRR #%$*# !!'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-4050212873258132049</id><published>2010-11-08T23:00:00.019-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T00:13:53.608-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Author Eve Langlais is Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Let's welcome erotic romance author, Eve Langlais! Thanks so much for dropping by, Eve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;EB: You’re a busy lady: a mother to three children, a wife, a part-time webmistress and, of course, an author. What’s a typical day in the life of Eve Langlais?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;EL: A typical day for me starts at 5:30 am and doesn’t start winding down until dinnertime. I guess the best word to describe it would be busy, sometimes insanely so lol. But, I thrive under pressure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;EB: When did you realize that writing erotic romance is your calling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;EL: My first few books, I was super careful about being too explicit when it came to sex scenes. But when I realized there was a niche for the naughty words, I dove into erotic writing with enthusiasm. I enjoy the juicy details from when couples get intimate and I like the tingles a great description can evoke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;EB: I was reserved at first too, but I can never go back to writing anything remotely like purple prose. Do you ever write through the night? I admit I’ve done it a few times, but I’m like a zombie the next day, lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;EL: Nope. I write mostly in the morning and early afternoon. Only with &lt;em&gt;Lucifer’s Daughter&lt;/em&gt; did I write for a few hours in the evening. That story drove me like a slave, but the result was worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;EB: I see you like alpha heroes, like I do. Often, these heroes come with a bad boy attitude. Which one of your heroes would you say is the biggest bad boy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;EL: LOL, that’s hard to say. Thinking back over them, I’m stuck between two—Auric from &lt;em&gt;Lucifer’s Daughter&lt;/em&gt; and Ryker from &lt;em&gt;Wickedest Witch&lt;/em&gt;. Both are larger than life, alpha males and their bad boy attitudes were what made them so hot, for me at least. Ryker especially was irreverent and said some of the bawdiest things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;EB: Ooh, I’d love Ryker 'cause I could be saucy. How much of your personality filters into your characters?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;EL: Well, a lot of my heroines tend to be sarcastic and I’ll raise my hand to that one. I have a twisted sense of humor and sarcasm comes naturally to me. When it comes to bravery though, I’m sitting down. I’m a total scaredy cat—you should see me scream when I see spiders. I try to offer up a wide gamut of heroines from ass kicking to timid. But even my timid lasses end up with a point in the story where they have to suck it up and be brave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;EB: Spiders&amp;nbsp;creep me out too. Tell us about your latest release and include a blurb if you like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TNgyk6Z5a6I/AAAAAAAAACo/IZHVt_haCIQ/s1600/Wickedest+W_ELanglais.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TNgyk6Z5a6I/AAAAAAAAACo/IZHVt_haCIQ/s320/Wickedest+W_ELanglais.jpg" width="219" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;EL: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wickedest Witch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is my newest release about a bad girl getting what she deserves—an alpha of her own. Here’s the blurb:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Thank you for engaging the services of Wicked Incorporated where the insults are given for free. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Evangaline is not a very nice witch, but ask her if she cares. She does however have a healthy sexual appetite, and when an uncouth shifter starts appearing in her fantasies, it's not long before she makes her erotic mind play a reality. But everyone knows a wicked witch can't fall in love, or can she? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Ryker, a hot and muscled shifter, knows his size and domineering presence intimidates women, all except for one curvy witch he just can't get out of his mind. Set to a task only the two of them can accomplish, he discovers wickedness has its uses, especially in the bedroom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Dealing with vamps, a wedding from hell and a cackling gnome named Rumpelstiltskin, will these two wicked beings survive and, even more disturbing, decide to stay together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;EB: They’re a fiery match and I love the opening line. Does your hubby read your stories? And what does he think of them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;EL: I let him only read some of them like &lt;em&gt;The Hunter&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Crazy&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Last Minion Standing&lt;/em&gt;. Others, I just give him barebones because, well, they’re awfully naughty and I don’t want to give him ideas ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;EB: Lol...don’t blame you. I “hide” some of my stories too. Are you working on something now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;EL: I’m always writing. Right now, I’m working on a story with a timid heroine (just like me) who draws the attention of two wolves. But it’s still in the early stages at this point so I can’t say too much, but it’s shaping up to be smoking hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;EB: I like the timid heroine who quickly discovers the depth of her sexuality. What two zany habits do you have that drive others crazy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;EL: One of my quirks is I can’t be late. I would rather get there super early than arrive late or on the nose. My hubby hates it when we get somewhere and have to wait. My second habit that again drives hubby mad, is I recycle quickly. If he doesn’t read the local paper and flyers promptly, they’re gone into the blue bin. Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;EB: Oh, I can relate to your DH about the recycling because I like to read papers at my leisure. I’ve presently got a stack of them in a file tray on my desk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Choose the one item from each pair that you prefer most. Include a comment if you like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Wine or beer?&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Neither. I`m a water-aholic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Pumps or flats?&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Flats!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Island resort or camping?&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Resort—I hate bugs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;City or country?&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Country. I can’t stand crowds.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;007: Sean Connery or Roger Moore?&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Sean Connery, yum.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Men: dark-haired or blond?&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Dark haired just because.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Foot massage or back massage?&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Hair brushed. I have long hair and love having it brushed. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Fantasy: Seduced by a Highland warrior or a shape-shifting panther?&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Panther—oh yeah. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;EL: Thanks for the interview Evie. For more info on me and peeks at some truly smoking covers, come visit me at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evelanglais.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;http://www.evelanglais.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;EB: I’m intrigued by your wicked, sassy witch heroines so I’m looking forward to reading their stories. Thanks for gabbing with me, Eve. I wish you continued inspiration. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Check out &lt;em&gt;Wickedest Witch&lt;/em&gt; right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.king-cart.com/cgi-bin/cart.cgi?store=linda018&amp;amp;product_name=Wickedest+Witch&amp;amp;return_page=&amp;amp;user-id=&amp;amp;password=&amp;amp;exchange=&amp;amp;exact_match=exact"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-4050212873258132049?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/4050212873258132049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=4050212873258132049' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/4050212873258132049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/4050212873258132049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2010/11/author-eve-langlais-is-here.html' title='Author Eve Langlais is Here!'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TNgyk6Z5a6I/AAAAAAAAACo/IZHVt_haCIQ/s72-c/Wickedest+W_ELanglais.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-1975417650853611009</id><published>2010-11-04T09:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T09:36:53.244-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogapalooza Contest!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's Blogapalooza! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A chance for you to meet some exciting authors and aspiring authors AND score some exciting prizes. All you have to do is read my post, and then visit the 7 bloggers below and read their entries, and try to find the common phrase used in all eight. NOTE: It WILL be a phrase, so single words like "the" or "and" don't count! Once you think you have it, email it to &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;mikewood_3@yahoo.com&lt;/span&gt; and you will be put into the running for a great gift "basket" comprised of prizes personally selected by the eight bloggers. A random drawing from all correct entries will be conducted one week from today, with special preference given to those who choose to follow all eight of us!" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial;"&gt;So read my post below, then search the following blogs for the common phrase:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://meganbostic.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;http://meganbostic.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lynneawest.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;http://lynneawest.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thejourneytowardpublication.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;http://thejourneytowardpublication.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mikesshot.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;http://mikesshot.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chrisbwritin.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;http://chrisbwritin.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://joannastjames.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;http://joannastjames.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.badboyscanbefun.com/blog/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;http://www.badboyscanbefun.com/blog/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here’s a snippet from a story I wrote several years ago:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Mason had been training rookie detectives for six years and he liked the job. When Captain McCarty had informed him that he’d be training the DA’s daughter in his homicide unit, he was more than happy to be her mentor. Not only had she proven her mettle and shown keen investigative skills in Narcotics, she was gorgeous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;When she’d first joined the force, he’d assumed that she would expect special treatment because of her high-ranking daddy. Not that he would have offered her any. He was surprised to discover that she went out of her way to detach herself from her father’s title. She was a tough little thing that probably weighed no more than a hundred and twenty five. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;He looked up at the sound of light rapping on his door. And here she was, in her fitted, dark blue uniform that hugged her lean curves. He enjoyed working with Kate, just didn’t like the effect she had on him, which almost always involved his groin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;He nodded. “Come in, Kate.” He quickly turned to the white board on the wall behind his desk, where he’d scribbled every piece of significant evidence and information about a new homicide case they were working on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;“Let’s go over this stuff again.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;“Sure, Sergeant.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;“We’ve got three victims, all killed in a different way. Two common links...” He circled the name of a town on the outskirts of New York City and the age of the victims: twenty-six. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;“We haven’t ruled out that the cases could be unrelated, committed by different perpetrators,” she said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;“That’s what we need to figure out.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;She shook her head and chewed her full bottom lip. “There’s no real MO. If it’s one killer, there’s no rhyme or reason to his killings. Stabbing, strangling, shooting.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Mason stared at her delectable mouth a second too long. He cleared his throat. “That in itself is an MO, Detective, even though it’s lousy for us.” He tore his gaze away from her and pointed to the board. “What are the chances that all three victims are twenty-six? See, the pattern isn’t in the method of killing, but the victims themselves. Same region, same age.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;“One thing we can rule out is the fact that he’s not targeting women only.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;“Good point. What do suggest we do next?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;“Well, since forensics didn’t bring back any trace evidence, we can only go by what we have.” She met his gaze. “I think we should take a drive down to the crime scenes to check out the buildings—see if there are any similarities there.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Mason’s mouth curved into a smile. For the first time in his career, he was glad that a case wasn’t easy. It meant he’d be spending more time with Kate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-1975417650853611009?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/1975417650853611009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=1975417650853611009' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/1975417650853611009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/1975417650853611009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2010/11/blogapalooza-contest.html' title='Blogapalooza Contest!'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-630084159480859399</id><published>2010-11-01T22:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T22:15:09.601-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Christine Bell is Here Today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Let's welcome erotic romance author Christine Bell! Thanks for dropping by, Christine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;EB: In a few words, who is Christine Bell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;CB: Wife, mom, stepmom, daughter, sister, writer, poker player. I try to make sure that I am always in the moment. I am not a multi-tasker. If I’m writing, I am focused 100%. No TV, no music. Just my story. If I’m playing dodge ball with the kids, or spending quality time with my husband, I immerse myself in that, and try to suck every ounce of joy from it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;EB: I tend to be focused too. There’s a special time for everything. Did you begin writing as a hobby or did you jump into publishing directly? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;CB: I always wrote, since I was really young. Probably because I loved to read so much. I was an English major in college and wrote for the newspaper and for our school’s creative writing anthology, but I only started writing fiction novels about ten months ago. It’s been kind of a whirlwind because I collected a lot of rejections early on, then really focused on learning everything I could about the craft. Once I sold my first manuscript and figured out what I needed to do, things kind of took off from there and I was able to get another half dozen contracts in a very short period of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;EB: Your writing career has certainly taken off well! Tell us about your latest book and include a blurb if you like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TM9sxynxQWI/AAAAAAAAACA/CuqSxuB6DdA/s1600/C.BellAwakening_cover%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TM9sxynxQWI/AAAAAAAAACA/CuqSxuB6DdA/s320/C.BellAwakening_cover%5B1%5D.jpg" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;CB: My latest book is titled &lt;em&gt;Awakening&lt;/em&gt; and it’s book #2 in The Wolves of Pray series. I love this book (and this cover, can you say hunk?) so much. It’s about finding love again when you thought you never could. Here’s a little more about it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sean Mulaney has had a hell of a year. His beloved mate Sara is dead and the trail to her killer has grown cold. Eaten up by grief and guilt, it is an effort for him just to get through the day. Now, after almost a year in mourning, his animal instincts have reawakened. As Sean struggles to control the need clawing at him, along comes sexy and outspoken Chandra, and his instincts kick into over-drive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Disillusioned but resolute, Chandra has finally summoned the courage to leave her morally corrupt wolf-pack and join the Wolves of Pray, Montana. Her new pack is a perfect fit, and life would be grand if only Sean Mulaney wasn’t such a distraction. When the tension between them really heats up, Sean proposes a unique solution to the problem. Chandra is torn. She wants to be more than just a “friend with benefits”, but if she refuses Sean’s offer, she might blow her one chance to convince him that she can rock his world and fill the empty space in his heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;As the sexual tension between them crackles, they each need to make a choice. Is Chandra willing to risk, not only her heart, but her newfound comfort and security within the pack on a long shot like Sean? And will Sean let love in, only to risk having it taken away again? Especially when he knows there is still a killer on the loose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;EB: Yes, the guy on the cover is very hunky! I’m a sucker for slightly tortured, vulnerable heroes with a primal nature. You mention on your Twitter page that you're an aspiring Gryffindor. Tell us about this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;CB: I am a HUGE Harry Potter fan, so that’s just wishful thinking. We are, however, going to the Harry Potter theme park in Universal studios in January and I can’t wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;EB: Now that’s something to look forward to! You have to tell me all about it when you return. What items do you absolutely need nearby when you're writing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;CB: Well, I don’t write at a desk. I write in a recliner, and more often, in bed around midnight. So I have this big weird pillow that I kind of sit up on that I couldn’t do without. I also always have a bottle of water nearby (and coffee too, unless it’s right before bed time).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;EB: Now a fun question: What is your biggest guilty pleasure--one you can't do without? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;CB: Oooh, it’s a toss up, I think, because I love chocolate, but I’m going to have to go with bad music. I have a weakness for cheesy 80’s music (like AHA! And Duran Duran), bad hip hop music (songs like “My Humps” and “Milkshake” come to mind) and corny 50’s doo-wop music (like “Duke of Earl” and “My Boyfriend’s Back).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Whenever I’m cleaning my house you can be sure to hear me singing along!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;EB: I grew up on 80’s music. I loved just about all the Duran Duran songs—especially “Hungry Like the Wolf”.&amp;nbsp;;-) And I'm pretty sure I remember the lyrics&amp;nbsp;to “My Boyfriend’s Back”, lol.&amp;nbsp;Thanks for chatting, Christine. I wish you continued success with your writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Christine's website: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christine-bell.com/index.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;http://www.christine-bell.com/index.php&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Buy &lt;em&gt;Awakening&lt;/em&gt; here: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cobblestone-press.com/catalog/books/pray-awakening.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;http://www.cobblestone-press.com/catalog/books/pray-awakening.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-630084159480859399?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/630084159480859399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=630084159480859399' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/630084159480859399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/630084159480859399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2010/11/christine-bell-is-here-today.html' title='Christine Bell is Here Today!'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TM9sxynxQWI/AAAAAAAAACA/CuqSxuB6DdA/s72-c/C.BellAwakening_cover%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-222344751212207637</id><published>2010-10-27T18:34:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T23:02:19.467-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonya Callihan Interviews Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Tonya was one of the winners in a contest I ran that gives a reader the opportunity to interview an author in my group. In this case, one of the authors was yours truly. So Tonya and I sat down for a lovely tete a tete. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TC: Hi Evie, and thanks for this great opportunity to interview you. First, could you tell us about your latest release &lt;em&gt;The Unnecessary Bodyguard&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;EB: I’m honored to be interviewed by you because not only are you a book reviewer but a soon-to-be published writer. &lt;em&gt;The Unnecessary Bodyguard&lt;/em&gt; is book one in my &lt;em&gt;Dhampir Desire&lt;/em&gt; series. It’s an erotic paranormal set in modern day Chicago. The hero, Jovan Markovic, is one of my favorite types of heroes: alpha, slightly tortured, and rugged. Jovan owns a security company and works as an agent in an organization that monitors hostile vampire activity. If a hostile vampire is apprehended, he or she is sent to rehab to undergo genetic alteration, to eliminate the need for human blood. Difficult vampires are killed. So, there’s a dark side to Jovan’s world that most humans can’t relate to, which is why he avoids relationships with humans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;The heroine, Nina Bradley, is an independent, sensible woman who’s happy with her uncomplicated life. When her friend assigns a bodyguard to protect her against a possible vampire attack, she’s peeved. She doesn’t need this hunky Markovic guy following her every move. He’s a dhampir to boot, so she really&amp;nbsp;has to stop fantasizing about him. Problem is, he’s determined to carry out his assignment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TC: This is book one in your &lt;em&gt;Dhampir Desire&lt;/em&gt; series. For those who don't know, what is a dhampir?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;EB: Dhampirs exist in Balkan folklore.&amp;nbsp;They are&amp;nbsp;half-vampire, half-human beings who&amp;nbsp;are adept at hunting vampires. Accounts and descriptions of dhampirs vary from culture to culture. I sifted through the information and kept what worked for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;TC: How did you come up with the idea for this series?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;EB: I write primarily paranormal stories, and I wanted to write something with a vampire theme, but not a vampire hero because the market's saturated with that. I didn’t know dhampirs existed in folklore until I stumbled upon an online article. The idea of the dhampir hero and the general plot instantly took shape in my mind. At first, I aimed for a single title, but as I recognized the full potential of the story, I gave Jovan two brothers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TC: What part of Canada are you from? What's it like? I've never been to Canada before--it's a destination on my wish list though.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;EB: Montreal. Born and raised. They call this city the mini Paris of North America because we’ve got the largest French-speaking population outside of France. Geographically, it’s an island, surrounded by two rivers. Physically, it’s lovely. We’ve got three-hundred-year-old buildings--lots of Renaissance and Gothic--in the downtown area and a mountain almost smack in the middle with two amazing views of the city. There’s a distinctive European vibe that everyone’s proud of and the city’s alive with cultural events.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;TC: Where do you see your writing in five years?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;EB: If my hard work pays off, I see myself published in print and digital. But not too multi-published—I’d prefer to be happy with and loyal to two or three publishers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;TC: What's next for Evie Balos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;EB: Well, currently I’m writing book two in the &lt;em&gt;Dhampir Desire&lt;/em&gt; series. It’s the story of Milan Markovic, a carefree bad boy who meets his match in a sassy heroine. I’ve been hankering to write some erotica so I think that will follow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TC: How can readers contact you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;EB: They can contact me directly here: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:evie@eviebalos.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;evie@eviebalos.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;TC: Anything important or special you would like to add?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;EB: I’ve got fun events and a great Reader Appreciation Contest in my yahoo group. Three winners will walk away with a $15 Amazon gift certificate and three free ebooks, including a copy of &lt;em&gt;The Unnecessary Bodyguard&lt;/em&gt;. This is great for natural chatterboxes (like you!) who participate in the group activities. &lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/eviebalos/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;http://groups.yahoo.com/group/eviebalos/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TC: I also want to point out that Evie Balos will be a guest on my blog October 29&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tonyasramblings.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;http://www.tonyasramblings.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;EB: It was a pleasure, Tonya. Wishing you the best with your debut release!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-222344751212207637?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/222344751212207637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=222344751212207637' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/222344751212207637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/222344751212207637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2010/10/tonya-callihan-interviews-me.html' title='Tonya Callihan Interviews Me!'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-5758741370950887441</id><published>2010-10-26T00:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T00:21:45.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Muse Can Hit Anytime So Be Prepared!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I was working out at the gym today, listening to some pop tunes on my iPod, but my mind kept drifting to a complex scene in the story I'm writing. I'd worked on it in the morning...it was good, but I wasn't&amp;nbsp;totally satisfied with it.&amp;nbsp;Which is cool. It happens. I never get stuck on scenes though--I leave them be and come back to them when I know exactly how to work them out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;So in between one of my weight reps, a lightbulb flashed in my head and the whole scene unraveled right there and then. The perfect angle, the perfect words--the perfect delivery! I drop the weights and head straight for the locker room and my&amp;nbsp;gym bag.&amp;nbsp;I rummage around in the bag for a pen--which&amp;nbsp;I find--and my little&amp;nbsp;notebook--which I don't find. I know it's gotta be in there somewhere so I check all the compartments twice&amp;nbsp;but then I recall&amp;nbsp;that I'd&amp;nbsp;moved it to my handbag&amp;nbsp;a few days ago.&amp;nbsp;Perfect. I start reciting the scene verbatim under my breath. There's no %#*$ way I'm forgetting this! It&amp;nbsp;isn't just a couple of words. It's&amp;nbsp;four sentences. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;The workout area is packed with people, but there isn't one soul in the locker room to rip out a teeny paper from their agenda or something. The reception crosses my mind, but it's too busy. I walk around looking for paper hand towels, but they've replaced those with hand dryers.&amp;nbsp;I know some of you are snickering because you know what the only solution is. I march into one of the bathroom stalls and&amp;nbsp;yank out&amp;nbsp;a long piece of toilet paper, long enough to fold. I go back into the locker room area so I can use the sink counters to write on. Several women walk into the room while I'm scribbling on the toilet paper and I know they're staring but I don't really care. I've&amp;nbsp;got my scene down exactly the way it played out in my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;My muse has hit at other odd times too, like at 3am. or while I'm driving. Haven't gotten a speeding ticket yet!&amp;nbsp;A fellow&amp;nbsp;author told me it happened during sex. Her DH got her a voice recorder for Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Want to share your weirdest muse moment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-5758741370950887441?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/5758741370950887441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=5758741370950887441' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/5758741370950887441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/5758741370950887441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2010/10/muse-can-hit-anytime-so-be-prepared.html' title='The Muse Can Hit Anytime So Be Prepared!'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-7421293179892553400</id><published>2010-10-18T11:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T11:16:40.959-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chatting Live at The Romance Studio with Olivia Starke!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Come gab with me and author Olivia Starke live at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theromancestudio.com/chat.php"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;The Romance Studio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;this Tuesday, October 19th, 9PM EST.&amp;nbsp;In the spirit of Halloween, we'll be&amp;nbsp;talking about&amp;nbsp;our paranormal&amp;nbsp;releases.&amp;nbsp;Any spooky or zany topics you can think of are definitely welcome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I'll also announce how to enter my TWO big reader appreciation contests. The first&amp;nbsp;includes at least three free ebooks from well-known authors and an Amazon gift certificate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Check out our books here: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cobblestone-press.com/catalog/author/oliviastarke.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;http://www.cobblestone-press.com/catalog/author/oliviastarke.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;And here: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cobblestone-press.com/catalog/books/bodyguard.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;http://www.cobblestone-press.com/catalog/books/bodyguard.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;See you there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-7421293179892553400?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/7421293179892553400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=7421293179892553400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/7421293179892553400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/7421293179892553400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2010/10/chatting-live-at-romance-studio-with.html' title='Chatting Live at The Romance Studio with Olivia Starke!'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-6735117446028278136</id><published>2010-10-08T13:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T22:45:15.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Been Punk'd!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Okay. I lied about being Punk'd, but I bet that caught your attention, eh? I did, however, get my brains picked about my latest release by three clever and talented authors. I've posted links to the interviews below. Comments on the blogs are welcome! And since Rebecca posted my birthday, I expect gifts from one and all. ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Interviewed by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://chrisbwritin.blogspot.com/2010/10/interview-with-author-evie-balos.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Christine Bell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Interviewed by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rebeccagoings.com/2010/10/b3-day-four-guest-blog-5-evie-balos/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Rebecca Goings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Interviewed by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://evelanglais.com/wordpress/archives/239"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Eve Langlais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-6735117446028278136?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/6735117446028278136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=6735117446028278136' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/6735117446028278136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/6735117446028278136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2010/10/ive-been-punkd.html' title='I&apos;ve Been Punk&apos;d!'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-8633375854975744668</id><published>2010-10-05T14:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T14:49:19.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stowaway Kitten Survives 45 Days in a Cargo Container</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Talk about nine lives! Well, perhaps one less for this kitty. She's a real fighter, though! Stuck in a cargo container en route from China to Canada, she went without food or drink for an incredible 45 days. I know the story's splashed everywhere, but I was so amazed that this little creature made it, I had to blog about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://storage.canoe.ca/v1/dynamic_resize/?src=http://cnews.canoe.ca/CNEWS/Good_News/2010/10/04/mandarin248.jpg&amp;amp;size=256x600&amp;amp;quality=85" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://storage.canoe.ca/v1/dynamic_resize/?src=http://cnews.canoe.ca/CNEWS/Good_News/2010/10/04/mandarin248.jpg&amp;amp;size=256x600&amp;amp;quality=85" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The kitten was "severely malnourished and in extreme distress, (when she was) discovered tucked between granite slabs and wood bracing for the entire trip" according to a report in the Examiner.com. She has since been adopted by Calgary resident Angela Izzo and named Mandarin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;More on the story &lt;a href="http://www.examiner.com/pets-in-hartford/miracle-kitten-survives-45-day-trip-from-china-to-canada-locked-cargo-container"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-8633375854975744668?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/8633375854975744668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=8633375854975744668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/8633375854975744668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/8633375854975744668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2010/10/stowaway-kitten-survives-45-days-in.html' title='Stowaway Kitten Survives 45 Days in a Cargo Container'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-1235672847570685914</id><published>2010-10-01T12:01:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T11:24:36.181-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rebecca Goings's Birthday Bash</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;This author knows how to party!! Rebecca will be celebrating her birthday October 4 - 8 with dozens of authors and other friends. Everyone's welcome. I've already got my party shoes ready!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;For more information, click on the graphic.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rebeccagoings.com/2010/09/beckas-birthday-bash-youre-invited/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1464" height="163" src="http://www.rebeccagoings.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/09/B3small.jpg" title="B3small" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-1235672847570685914?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/1235672847570685914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=1235672847570685914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/1235672847570685914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/1235672847570685914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2010/10/rebecca-goings-birthday-bash.html' title='Rebecca Goings&apos;s Birthday Bash'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-739916097763490498</id><published>2010-10-01T11:37:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T12:08:37.982-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Night Owl Reviews Web Hunt is On!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello lovelies!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Night Owl Reviews Web Hunt is organized by Night Owl Reviews--one of my favorite review sites. This is an original, prize-winning contest that sends contestants on hunts to many different author websites in the search of a hidden graphic. The best place to learn details and how to participate is the NOR site. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can you find my hidden graphic? It's somewhere on this blog. ;-)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Click the graphic to go to NOR. Good luck to all!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;a href="http://nightowlreviews.com/nor/Pages/Hunts.aspx"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TIZtlOc1e8I/AAAAAAAAABg/tYqJCbKHzrw/s320/HalloweenHuntPromo.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-739916097763490498?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/739916097763490498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=739916097763490498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/739916097763490498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/739916097763490498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2010/10/hello-lovelies-night-owl-reviews-web.html' title='The Night Owl Reviews Web Hunt is On!'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TIZtlOc1e8I/AAAAAAAAABg/tYqJCbKHzrw/s72-c/HalloweenHuntPromo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-742747738526813807</id><published>2010-09-28T11:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T21:35:16.151-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You Interview the Author Contest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #990000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU INTERVIEW THE AUTHOR CONTEST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Thursday, September 30th at 8pm EST, I will launch a contest in which TWO reader members can win a wonderful opportunity to interview an author in my group. Authors to be interviewed: &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Christine Bell&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Eve Langlais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you have to do? Simply answer about 5 questions about several authors by visiting their sites. The first two contestants to respond correctly will interview one author each. The interview will be posted on the author's blog or website, with the winner's name included if desired. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Rules:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Answers must be posted to the Evie Balos yahoo group. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Answers must be numbered according to the questions. (Copying the questions to the new message is a good idea.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brief, clear answers are acceptable. No need to use full sentences. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;****&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feel free to email me with any questions.&amp;nbsp; (evie at eviebalos dot com)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you need to register at my group, go &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/eviebalos/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good luck!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Evie &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-742747738526813807?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/742747738526813807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=742747738526813807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/742747738526813807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/742747738526813807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2010/09/you-interview-author-contest.html' title='You Interview the Author Contest'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-4283674744637693245</id><published>2010-09-23T13:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T11:22:57.889-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lindsay's Romantics Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;It's always a great experience to meet fellow&amp;nbsp;romance authors, especially when they are as down to earth and personable&amp;nbsp;as Lindsay Townsend. She's multi-published&amp;nbsp;in various genres,&amp;nbsp;particularly one of my favorites: historical romance--rugged, sexy knights included! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Lindsay offered me a space on her blog to chat about my latest book, &lt;em&gt;The Unnecessary Bodyguard&lt;/em&gt;. You can check that out &lt;a href="http://lindsaysromantics.blogspot.com/2010/09/evie-balos-unnecessary-bodyguard.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;along with an interesting variety of topics posted by Lindsay and her followers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Thanks Lindsay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-4283674744637693245?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/4283674744637693245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=4283674744637693245' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/4283674744637693245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/4283674744637693245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2010/09/lindsays-romantics-blog.html' title='Lindsay&apos;s Romantics Blog'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-5811436769833119705</id><published>2010-09-22T16:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T16:23:45.943-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Join us at The Haunt on September 29 !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Ready for some serious chatter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;CHAT at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/The_Haunt_at_PNR/?yguid=458582268"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;The Haunt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; on September 29, 6 – 9 pm est. A treat for fans of romance and erotic romance! Authors participating: Evie Balos, Christine Bell, C.J. Elliott, Eleri Stone, Rebecca Goings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;See you there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Evie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-5811436769833119705?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/5811436769833119705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=5811436769833119705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/5811436769833119705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/5811436769833119705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2010/09/join-us-at-haunt-on-september-29.html' title='Join us at The Haunt on September 29 !'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-1844073950434926957</id><published>2010-09-13T22:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T22:25:37.844-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Feet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TI7ca8_08sI/AAAAAAAAABo/BYd6EiOrX6o/s1600/shoes-heels-allie-94fuchsiavelvet_2%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TI7ca8_08sI/AAAAAAAAABo/BYd6EiOrX6o/s320/shoes-heels-allie-94fuchsiavelvet_2%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Is there such a term as wedding feet? I've probably killed off several neurons or something from my alcoholic indulgence at my cousin's wedding on Saturday. Hey...it was my&amp;nbsp;FIRST cousin. No hangover though. Anyway, point being that I can't recall if this term exists. It must right? I danced a lot...we do that at our weddings--even on chairs--and of course I was wearing three inch strappy heels so my feet are still aching. I haven't bothered soaking them in warm water because I haven't had the time. And presently, I don't have a man available to massage them--and it has to be a man.&amp;nbsp;Men have&amp;nbsp;strong hands. ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Btw, the shoes depicted in the pic aren't the ones I wore.&amp;nbsp;I just think they look cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-1844073950434926957?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/1844073950434926957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=1844073950434926957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/1844073950434926957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/1844073950434926957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2010/09/wedding-feet.html' title='Wedding Feet'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TI7ca8_08sI/AAAAAAAAABo/BYd6EiOrX6o/s72-c/shoes-heels-allie-94fuchsiavelvet_2%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-3829850840472052777</id><published>2010-09-07T21:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T12:49:38.479-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Interview with Night Owl Reviews</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I've been interviewed by the lovely Tamazon at NOR!&amp;nbsp;Thirteen lucky questions! Lol...actually it was a great way to spend&amp;nbsp;my afternoon and I'm thankful for the opportunity. Read the&amp;nbsp;interview &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nightowlparanormal.com/nor/Interviews/Tamazon-interviews-Evie-Balos-on-Sep-06-2010.aspx"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;right here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-3829850840472052777?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/3829850840472052777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=3829850840472052777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/3829850840472052777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/3829850840472052777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-interview-with-night-owl-reviews.html' title='My Interview with Night Owl Reviews'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-7466018387600678616</id><published>2010-09-07T12:58:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T13:13:02.087-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Announcing the Night Owl Reviews Web Hunt!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello lovelies!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Night Owl Reviews Web Hunt is organized by Night Owl Reviews--one of my favorite reviews sites. This is an original, prize-winning contest that sends contestants on hunts&amp;nbsp;to many different author websites in the search of a hidden graphic. The best place to learn details and how to participate is the NOR site.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Click the link below the graphic to go there now. Good luck to all!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TIZtlOc1e8I/AAAAAAAAABg/tYqJCbKHzrw/s1600/HalloweenHuntPromo.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TIZtlOc1e8I/AAAAAAAAABg/tYqJCbKHzrw/s320/HalloweenHuntPromo.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nightowlparanormal.com/nor/Pages/Hunts.aspx"&gt;Go to the NOR Web Hunt Page&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-7466018387600678616?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/7466018387600678616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=7466018387600678616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/7466018387600678616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/7466018387600678616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2010/09/announcing-night-owl-reviews-web-hunt.html' title='Announcing the Night Owl Reviews Web Hunt!'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TIZtlOc1e8I/AAAAAAAAABg/tYqJCbKHzrw/s72-c/HalloweenHuntPromo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806942450348805643.post-668436166129310894</id><published>2010-09-03T16:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T16:59:12.378-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Actually Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Hi everyone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;This is my very first post on this brand new blog. I might be a prolific writer, but I'm not a prolific blogger, unfortunately. Or Twitterer, for that matter. However, I was told that if I wanted to have any respectable presence on the Internet--particularly being an eBook author--I'd have to have a blog. Not that I'm new to eBooks, as I've been writing for several years, but I stuck to the basics before: website and yahoo groups. I promise to post as often as I can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;So here I am and it's kind of cool to be able to "chat" informally and perhaps even ramble and vent in the near future about all manner of things. Firstly, I'd like to thank Jennifer of Sapphire Designs for making my blog look as lovely as my site.&amp;nbsp; Thanks hon! :-)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/THxVAKBWu_I/AAAAAAAAABA/dEgWiXfzPQg/s1600/TheUnnecessaryBodyguard_Website.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/THxVAKBWu_I/AAAAAAAAABA/dEgWiXfzPQg/s320/TheUnnecessaryBodyguard_Website.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Next, I'm thrilled about my new book, &lt;em&gt;The Unnecessary Bodyguard&lt;/em&gt;. It's now available at Cobblestone Press. I tend to fall in love with all of my heroes, but I have a soft spot for the exotic, half-vampire, half-human essence of Jovan Markovic. I love his solemn moods and slightly tortured soul, and his raw passion left me wishing for my own personal dhampir, lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Read a blurb and an excerpt &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://eviebalos.com/books"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Or, if you want to skip that and rush right over to Cobblestone to view the book, go &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cobblestone-press.com/catalog/books/bodyguard.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;There's more!&amp;nbsp;I'm working on book two in the Dhampir Desire series, telling the story of Jovan's brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Evie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/806942450348805643-668436166129310894?l=eviebalos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/feeds/668436166129310894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=806942450348805643&amp;postID=668436166129310894' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/668436166129310894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/806942450348805643/posts/default/668436166129310894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eviebalos.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-actually-here.html' title='I&apos;m Actually Here!'/><author><name>Evie Balos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15834849555160428240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/TFuNnWV1m6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZk8RtWDAgo/S220/AVVVVVVVVVV.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FwDfEm9rxlw/THxVAKBWu_I/AAAAAAAAABA/dEgWiXfzPQg/s72-c/TheUnnecessaryBodyguard_Website.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
