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Not that they’re practical by any means, because they’re not. Unless you’re a seventeen year old girl interested in drawing attention to your under garments. Me? I wear a lot of white T-shirts making pink bras non-conducive to my attire.

But they’re too cute not to wear. I mean, who doesn’t feel delightful when wearing hot pink? It energizes me every single time! And hubby? Never know when he might want to have a think pink fest of his own.  (Don’t mind if I do!)  This young man reminds me of Victor in my current release, Lust on the Rocks. *yum*

Pink is pretty. It’s the ultimate in feminine and totally sexy. It can be frilly or spicy, depending on how you wear it. And it’s memorable—especially on blondes.  And I’m blonde. Okay, not naturally—but who’s checking roots? 

Now mind you when I say “memorable” we’re not talking memorable as in that’s what the emergency crew will be thinking in the unlikely event you’re in an accident.” Didn’t your mother always tell you to wear clean underwear in case of accident?

Mine did and I found it to be wholly depressing. Listen, I’m as prepared as the next gal, even for the unexpected.  But planning for an accident? No can do. I’m a believer in HEA and anything less simply will not do.

So back to happy thoughts and pink bras.  I love them!  They’re fun, romantic and oh-so-irresistible.  How about you?  Do you have a favorite color?

With so much available in the way of erotica, I sometimes wonder if there’s a place for middle ground.  Are readers interested in sexy as opposed to sex?  How detailed must the consummation be?  Samantha Rawlings is one sexually liberated woman, that much is certain, but she also enjoys the emotional connection, the pull between personalities.

Sure she and Victor Marin are well-suited physically, but how about mentally, emotionally—even spiritually?

This Sunday, let’s try it with these six sentences from my current release, LUST ON THE ROCKS:

And it touched him, this side of her.  No longer the hard, edgy, tough-minded lawyer, she was the kindhearted compassionate defender of peace.  “I didn’t realize you were such a philosopher.”

“I’m not.  I just do what makes sense and feels right,” she said with a wink as the old Sam returned and pinched his rear.  “Hence, your presence in my home.”

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 So what do you think?  Can Vic handle a complex woman like Sam?  Can she maintain her resolve to remain unattached? For a better sense of how these two connect, head on over and read an excerpt!  They’re a powerful combination…

And we’re not talking slow motion here!  We’re talking dynamo with speed and determination, a keen sense of direction and a force to be reckoned!  Hopefully this won’t be in the form of some out of control snowball barreling down the mountain side, because I have plans—BIG plans!  And I need to be focused.

First item on the agenda?  Yes, like many of you, I need to whip my body back into shape.  I have somewhat of an indulgent personality when it comes to good food and with the holidays filled with the stuff, well…  You can imagine my predicament.  Not to mention I’m getting older and the pounds don’t drop off as easily as they once did—thank you Mother Nature!  My joints haven’t aged much better, something I attribute to years of jogging, snow-boarding and water-skiing (more specifically, the wipeouts of latter two).  Me? I plan to glue my fanny to a stationary exercise bike (find more info). 

Which will come in handy with resolution number two.  You see, as an indie author I’m finding a real tug of war between time for my writing and time for my marketing.  Both are important, yet with only so many hours in the day, I need to limit “the when and the where” of each.  For example, when I write, I need blocks of time.  And a story board, piles of reference notes, a glass of water, sometimes a bit of mood music…

But answering email and engaging in social media can be slipped in almost anywhere!  In the car during the pickup line, during the kids’ sports practice, , on my exercise bike, while the roast is cooking…

And speaking of food, dinner is key to a family’s happiness but something I tend to forget on a daily basis.  Remember?  I’m writing and marketing all day and have no time for food!  But I must make time, else my family up and revolt.  So this year, the menu will be planned and shopped for on Sunday and posted prominently in the pantry.  Next time anyone asks, “Hey Mom–what’s for dinner?”  I won’t have to return a look of total and utter shock.  “Dinner?”

I also plan to master the art of tomatoes this year, not only in growth but sauce and storage, too.  Same goes for my Hungarian Wax peppers.  I’m an Italian now, and Italians like their sauce and peppers.  And they like them on everything from pasta to pizza—which reminds me.  Add pizza crust to the list of tasks to master in 2012. :)  I mean, pizza pie is as Italian as apple pie is American!

YUM.  Wow, let the party begin!  From here on out, you can find me in the productivity line!  So how about you?  Where will we find YOU this year?