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'What Every Woman Wants Beneath Her Christmas Tree’ blog event continues. So far it’s been a total blast! Just popping in for the first time? Well, this event hosts a new author or vendor every two days between now and Christmas Day. So sixteen features and over sixteen giveaways. Everyone who comments between now and December 25th is entered for a chance to a win a $100 gift certificate to Amazon!
Today I’d like to welcome over romance author, P.L. Parker. One lucky commenter will win an Ecopy of her latest tale,
Will O’ the Wisp.
A little Christmas tale of humor from P.L. Parker’s lips to this blog…
He was exciting and fun, handsome and very masculine, but self-centered and self-serving. Stubbornly, my mind refused to accept those little warning signs. He was after all…so perfect.
Christmas season was upon us and it would be my first Christmas with a boyfriend in a very long time. It was to be a very special time. He’d given subtle hints about the present I was to get and my mind whirled with all the thrilling possibilities. We’d been dating long enough—it could be something really special. Christmas Eve and Day would be spent with my kids and my parents, so my friend and I decided to have our own private Christmas celebration a week in advance.
He invited me to his place for dinner, drinks and the exchange of gifts. I was so on edge with anticipation, nervous and excited, and when he told me early in the evening that my gift was “round,” I knew what it was! A ring! It had to be a ring! I could barely contain myself I was so keyed up! Surreptitiously, my eyes searched every corner, looking for that small white box I knew had to be here somewhere. Dinner seemed to take forever! Would he ever bring me my gift?
Finally, he stood up. “Your gift’s in the other room.” He smiled mysteriously and disappeared into the spare bedroom.
My heart pounded! I would throw myself in his arms and cry “Yes, Yes,” when he popped the question.
Banging and rattling came from behind the closed door. He must have hidden it well! Seemed to be taking awhile or perhaps it was just my own impatience making it seem longer than it really was.
The door slid open and he stepped out! My eyes bugged out. I froze. In his arms was a giant round thing! He dropped it on the floor and…it bounced. An inner tube?
I stared at the object. “Wha…? What is it?”
He gave me an odd look. “It’s a float tube! For fishing!”
“For fishing?” My elation took a huge nose dive.
“Yeah. Soon’s the weather warms up, we’ll take this baby out for a run. You’ll love it!”
“But I’ve never been fishing in a float tube!” And I didn’t want to either. Granted, the tube was pretty fancy. Had it’s own little mesh seat and a back rest, but it was still just an inner tube. Not what I was expecting! And definitely not something I’d ever wanted or would ever dream of buying for myself! I. Wasn’t. That. Person!
“You should be excited,” he exclaimed, animated. “This one was used in the TV commercial for the company.”
"Oh,” I muttered, feeling even more…crushed. “So it’s a used float tube.”
“Well, yeah. New ones cost about $150. You’ll need to pick up a pair of waders and some flippers, too. That’ll cost you about $75.”
Oh, so he couldn’t spend that much on me! I had spent almost $200 on his gift! And he was an engineer—at least that’s what he told me!
“Oh, and you’ll have to learn how to fly fish! Only way to fish in a float tube.”
“I’m sort of a bait fisherman. Nothing more exciting than trying to skewer a worm with a hook!”
“My woman needs to fly fish!”
“You know what?” I gathered up my things. “I need to get home. My babysitter can’t stay late tonight.”
“I thought you said she could.”
“I was wrong.” I headed out the door with him trailing behind, the float tube bouncing along beside him.
“I’ll carry this out to the car for you,” he offered. “You can play around with it, get used to the feel before we go fishing.”
“I can hardly wait,” I murmured. “Feeling all goose bumpy just thinking about it.” Chill bumps more like it!
He kissed me goodbye and I left.
A few months later, I got the chance to give that baby a run! My first try, the flippers stuck in the mud, I flipped upside down and almost drowned—saved by a nice older gentleman who actually cared!
Sadly, the relationship with Mr. Fisherman ended soon after that! Sadly? I probably should say happily!
Sky here. OMG, that was funny, P.L.. Love it! Thanks for sharing!
A bit about P.L.’s giveaway, Will O’ the Wisp…
Stalked across the vast reaches of the universe, Tannis, the last fecund female of the clan Light Bringers, takes refuge on Earth, veiling herself within the dying form of a human female. Her energy forces are flagging and to rejuvenate, she must seek the healing properties of the sun’s rays, but by doing so, she risks discovery by the hunter. Time is short and Kadin—the most feared assassin of all—draws near!
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Will O’ the Wisp and a $100 gift certificate to Amazon! Contest ends Thursday, December 1st, 12 AM EST.
Welcome! A Writer’s Mind’s, HOT SUMMER NIGHTS BLOG EVENT continues today with incredibly talented author, P.L. Parker. Today she’ll be be chatting about her latest title, The Chalice. Be sure to leave a comment for a chance to win a free Ecopy!
From time immemorial, I like other humans have studied the skies. Interest in space soars as tales are woven from the fabric of those distant twinkles of light. Who and what is out there? Are the aliens the fantastic creatures encountered by Jim Kirk and his crew in Star Trek, or those encountered by Luke Skywalker and Princess Leia in the Star Wars episodes? 
Could they be the vicious creatures Ripley battled in the Alien series? Or perhaps the cruel hunter aliens encountered by Earthlings in the Predator series? And what about the gentle creature ET or the hilarious grey Paul and his two cohorts, or my favorite, the crew of the Firefly, or the latest and greatest, Avatar? Unless and until we have that first true encounter, we must rely on fantasy to create the realms we dream exist in those limitless galaxies millions of light years beyond our world. Eventually, we will seek the stars, perhaps sending out survivor ships as depicted in Pandorum, or seeker ships geared to unravel the mysteries of the universe.
What would a story be without romance? In Starman, the heroine found love with an alien who took human form. A human in alien form (Avatar) found love with a blue native on the planet Pandora. We romance writers connect those unlikely characters, blending humanoids with aliens in all shapes and sizes, but how possible could that truly be?
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