Welcome to day four of Early Christmas! Everyone seems to be having a good time around here, so that’s awesome. I’ve interrupted the dominion of the fake Christmas tree to share my actual tree with you. Isn’t it sweet? We decorated the whole house yesterday.
While my husband and children adorned the courtyard with twinkly lights, I made a really delicious carmelized French onion dip, which turned out absolutely fab. (Yes, I used the silky tofu in place of about 1/3 of the dairy, and it worked like a charm.) We ate this as the appetizer course along with some cocktail crackers (plain, sesame or vegetable). Then we decorated this gorgeous tree while the chili simmered. Afterward, we took some pictures of our lovely home, ate chili for supper, and watched CHRISTMAS VACATION. Aunt Bethany never fails to crack me up. So that’s how we’ve been getting ready for the holidays around here.
Today, I have Colby Hodge as my special guest. This week, I’ve had authors who write romantic suspense, paranormal romance, and contemporary romance, so it’s only fair that we now hear from someone who writes futuristic romance, right? (She writes historicals as Cindy Holby, too, so we’re getting two genres for the price of one here.) Well, let’s give her the floor a minute, shall we?
Ann asked me to do speed blogging since she said I rocked her world this year. That gave me a squee moment since Ann’s Grimspace and Wanderlust rocked my world this year also. The thing I loved about Ann’s books was the fact that she incorporated humor into them, even when the circumstances were dire. (And yes, peegasm is now part of my vocabulary.)
I have to have some type of humor in my stories. Even when my characters are being tortured by hot coals, demon witches or alien time suckers, they can find something humorous in the situation. Life is full of ups and downs, highs and lows. Humor will get you through anything that comes your way. Even being shot at by aliens.
–Colby Hodge / Cindy Holby
Sweet! The peegasm is making it’s way into pop culture. Soon, you’ll hear workers talking at the water coolers about how they were stuck in traffic getting to work and had a peegasm before they even booted up their computers. Mwahahaha! But this isn’t about me; it’s about Colby. Cindy. Colby? Cindy. You get the point.
I met her this past year at RT. We participated in a couple of things together and that was a pleasure. Then at RWA she stopped me in the hall on the way to the RITAs to give me a hug. She’s a sweet person in addition to being a fine writer, which brings me to the squeeing part of the program.
I really enjoy her futuristics. Like she said, she uses humor a lot, and it works. If you like a great mixture of heat, action, and intensity in your futuristics, you’ll definitely want to check her out. I remember the first time I ever read a futuristic. It was one of those capture romances, you know the ones? Where the heroine is an important captain in an advanced society, and she winds up on a primitive planet for some reason. She is then dragged off to the caveman’s lair, and he teaches her with his giant penis that she’s been wasting her whole life. I’m so glad we’ve moved beyond that particular trope. I’m glad that futuristics can offer more creativity, more imagination. Really, when you think about it, in this particular genre, the sky is the limit, and Colby is great about pushing the envelope.
I’m going to give some lucky soul an opportunity to win a Colby / Cindy sampler; that’s right, a quartet, this time. Whether you’re in the mood for a futuristic or a historical, you can sate yourself right here.
How can I get a hold of this awesome collection of books, you might ask? Well, I’ll tell you.
You’re a starship captain, and you’ve crossed paths with a handsome space pirate more than once. This time he’s gone too far. He’s boarded your vessel and is attempting to hijack both you and your cargo. So you…
.. I’ll assemble my crew, map out a plan of action and turn the tables on my handsome would-be hi-jacker. Enough of this crossing paths buisness, its time to see if that spark is really there between us and what better way to find out then with him unable to escape me.
Since our paths have crossed a couple of times – I will have had a plan in mind and would have informed my most trusted crew of my plan. I also would have a mole on his crew so that I am sure about my plan. He boards my spaceship but that would be what I want and put the plan in action so that he and I can figure out what he wants to “pirate”.
Hi Anne, Hi Cindy! I’ve enjoyed the historicals and I plan to get these futuristic too! She does sound like a sweet person. Plenty of hugs, I’m jealous
j/k
…now Mr. Pirate…If I must go with you, then everything and everyone I have here must go with me! You can only have me if you stop that macho-ness and stop hiding your feelings. Because until you do, you’ll continue to be in agony while in my presence! (obviously I’m not a writer. LOL)
My first instinct is to shot his balls off. BUT that would be a problem if we want to have sex.
So, I would have to come up with a daring plan in which my crew pretend to have abondoned ship. When his crew starts to investigate the ship, my crew would capture them and lock them in the airlock. We would threaten to open the lock unless we can come to an agreement about them not attacking my ship again.
Thanks again!
Katie
On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me…
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What is Doc’s full name (first and last) in the Sirantha Jax books?
I would shoot him with my lazer beam, where he would be paralyzed. If we have had an on-going love/hate relationship where I lust after him, I would tie him to my space bed and tease him so much that unless he gave into my demands, hw would not get any release.
ooo, is it Dr. Saul Soliath?
man, I hope I spelled it right because I don’t have the books here! As for the above hijacking – I’d pretty much hide and pick off his crew one by one, I’m on my own ship after all. If they catch me I’d have to surrender and hope someone knocks him on the head from behind. This is assuming I have a crew of enterprising individuals!
I would first come up with a plan so he wouldn’t want to attack my ship anymore. I then would act on that attraction that we have by seducing him.
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I would set traps to capture him and throw him in the brig. I’ll probably figure out a way to torture him.
I’d capture him at laser-gunpoint (which of course will work since I’m the heroine in my stories). Then I’d tie him up, strip him and give him 40 lashes. *lasicivious eyebrow waggle*
After which, of course, I would then maintain command of his ship as well — just to teach him a lesson. Silly man, always underestimating women. Maybe I’d just have to go into pirating, too…
I would not let him get away with it this time. I’d lead him on a wild goose chase around my ship, cos I do know it inside out. Then I’d seduce him, and let him think he is in control, all the while I have my crew take over his ships and everything on it.
Oh, he is so obviously into me. All of his plans are childhood tactics like when somebody picks on you all the time. I will have my crew take care of his crew while I give him a good spanking amongst other things. Oh yes, he will pay!
Deidre
Fight brilliantly as a masterful leader of my loyal shipmates. After he and I become hopelessly deadlocked during a dashing and sexy bout of space-swashbuckling where we exchange witty banter that barely hides the nature of our dual attraction and contempt, he’ll insinuate that he likes playing with me.
“Oh really?” I answer. “You want to play?”
He smiles a dark and wicked smile, that same smile I’ve wanted to smack off his face. Or did I want to kiss it off? I can’t remember now. “I’m afraid it wouldn’t be a challenge, kitten,” he purrs.
I swing my weapon in a powerful and masterful strike, contacting his across his heart. “Because you’d give up, coward.”
He laughs. “Name the game, I’ll set the stakes. We play for the ship.”
“Brax Poker.” My voice sounds throaty, and I can feel my lust reaching for him as if my spirit itself wanted to drop him to the floor and teach him who was master in this wrestling match.
“Strip.” His dark eyes burn with all his wicked intentions.
“Excuse me?” I gasp.
“Those are the stakes, so do you want to play, kitten?” He strokes my cheek with the backs of his rough knuckles and my mind becomes a pool of mush at his feet.
Oh I want to play. I want to play so bad it hurts.
Too bad he doesn’t know I cheat.
I use my superior wit (hey, I can dream) to trick him into bed where I leave him tied until I find the nearest port of authority to collect my bounty. *nice!*
The space pirates can dream, but my crew is full of competent professionals, so the pirates will be overpowered and taken into custody. Sorry, pirate boy, but a handsome face alone won’t win the battle.
I would set a trap to surprise him and take him down and let him know that I was no shrinking violet.
I seduce him into my cabin and when he is sleeping it off I steal his ship ;)
Kick his butt in a laser duel.
Very pretty tree!
I would turn the tables on him. Since there have been prior meetings…I will have known that he would try something like this. I would let him have the illusion that he has tricked, but the whole time I will have my crew on stand by for this situation. After he has been captured…we will explore where these chance meetings are going to take us.