Category Rescuing Prince Charming

Pull down my pants! #mfrwhooks

Time for another hook from Rescuing Prince Charming. Last week the heroine , Dusty Johnson, was searching alone for a time bomb hidden in the mechanical deck of an unfinished starship prototype, designed by alien Kwadrans. The previous snippet ended, “She rounded a bank of gauges and saw the tunnel. But a man — or […]

Like a cork in a champagne bottle #mfrwhooks

Time for another hook from Rescuing Prince Charming, a near-future science fiction romance. Last week we met the heroine of the piece, Dusty Johnson, as she searched alone for a time bomb hidden in the mechanical deck of an unfinished starship prototype. She is a meek technical writer who believes in the starship project so […]

Her skirt survived unscathed #mfrwhooks

A brief hiatus, I’m back with a hook from Rescuing Prince Charming, a near-future science fiction romance. Without further ado, I hereby present the very opening of the book for your reading delectation. Dusty Johnson really didn’t want to do this. She took a deep breath, trying without success to dispel the dread clogging her […]

Effing Feline sends you allergens #8Sunday

I, Effing Feline, was delighted last week when people complained about me ending my selections from Ed’s sci fi romance, Rescuing Prince Charming, on a cliffhanger. You see, I’m not one of those spineless lap cats who seek only to please. No way! The laps I prefer belong to: People who hate cats. People who […]

Untitled Book Five #mfrwhooks

In recent posts to Book Hooks, I said I had not one but two WIPs underway. I also said that for me, writing two projects is insanely unwise. Well, one of the two  has withered away, and it’s the one I’ve been sharing. So I’m switching to the other WIP, which currently has no title, […]

Effing Feline lusts after the white cat

I, Effing Feline, endure a plethora of problematic, possibly painful possibilities. Case in point: Ed (Mr V, my pet human) plays the oboe. All you need to know about the oboe is that it’s LOUD. But lately he’s been practicing some music I love. Next week, his group will be in the pit for a […]

Effing Feline hates palm sundays #8sunday

I, Effing Feline, heard that today is Palm Sunday. Since Mr V has a palm tree out front, and because I am a Cat of Great Curiosity, I decided to sample this holy treat. I got a palm frond . . . . . . and some ice cream . . . . . . […]

Effing Feline doesn’t love dog lovers #Sunday

I, Effing Feline, wish Brett a happy birthday! Brett is the third of Mr V’s four children, and his petting  hand is gentle and loving, even if he’s a dog person. There. I’ve done my familial duty. Now I can tell you my REAL feelings about dog people! I feel that — Sigh. Once again, I’m […]

Effing Feline documents animal cruelty #8Sunday

I, Effing Feline, told you last week about my hard, hard life, having to put up with a seven-month-old baby. To show you what I mean, I’ve found a monstrous video showing some of the torture babies perpetrate on us poor cats. I won’t show you the video until after today’s snippet. You would be […]

Effing Feline hates babies #8Sunday

I, Effing Feline, live a hard, hard life. To whit, four days a week, when Mrs V (with occasional help from Mr V) babysits their two grandchildren, I must suffer a seven-month-old baby. I’ve taught the four-year-old about my claws; Wesley treats me graciously. But the seven-month old! Quel horreur! Young Logan likes to grab […]