Monday, February 28, 2011

Thursday, February 24, 2011

Introducing a fellow Red Rose Author

The Outpost by J. H. Bográn

Q: What's the book's main theme?
A: It's a Sci-fi short.

Q: I love Sci-fi! What makes the hero somebody you'd like to meet?
Karl Jackson is an astro-engineer facing disaster as his small ship is coming apart. His attitude is the right one for somebody I'd like next to me in case of trouble.

Q: How does the heroine change throughout the book?
A: Sorry, this short sci-fi doesn´t have a heroine.

Q: Typical "male" sci-fi then, LOL (see footnote). If the book were made into a movie, who should play the hero?
A: Matt Leblanc would play a great Karl Jackson.

Q: Tell us something about the book's setting.
A: In a small station in the edge of the solar system, 2 man monitor the space traffic when systems begin to crash one after another, for no apparent reason. Will they be able to fix it in time or is something else lurking around?


Murphy’s Law, is there anything else that can go wrong?
Karl Jackson and Joseph Doyle are stationed aboard Track 7, an outpost monitoring the traffic in and out of the solar system. When Karl wakes up with his nose pressed against a metal plank, he soon realizes that the lack of gravity is only the beginning of his problems.

(*Footnote: Eve Summers writes "female" sci-fi.)

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Did you know?

  • "I want to know what love is", a romantic novella by Eve Summers, owes its title to a 1980s song by Foreigner. Listen to it on youtube.
  • The novella is now available on the Kindle.
  • The book cover is inspired by the week Eve Summers spent diving in Tahiti.

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Dance Like Everyone's Watching - Whipped Cream Review

... If you're looking for a fun short story set in a romantic, "getaway" locale, this one will meet your needs. I look forward to more of theCruise Liner Adventures! ....

Read more here....

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Dance Like Everyone's Watching - Bestseller

"Dance Like Everyone's Watching" - a heat rating of 4 - has hit the bestseller list on All Romance Ebooks (look at the star!)


Taffy was dancing, dancing, dancing. Throwing her head back, laughing, laughing. The music melded with her soul, and they moved as one, rocked by the gentle swaying of the cruise ship.
“Woo–hoo,” a male voice from the audience shouted. “You go, girl!”
She knew she couldn’t stop... because if she did, people wouldn’t know they were enjoying their deluxe cruise holiday. She knew she couldn’t stop, because she was paid heaps of tax–free money, money she needed urgently. And so she kept on dancing.
“Show the passengers a good time,” her manager had said just a few hours earlier. “They will want to take lots of colorful snapshots to put in their photo albums. Make sure all their friends envy them, will you.” It was an order, not a request.
“I’ll do my best,” she had promised. She always wanted to do her best.
Now she found it hard to keep her promise. This was Taffy’s first night on the cruise and already a trickle of disappointment seeped into the back of her mind. The blue–green–red disco lights by the swimming pool were tedious. The welcome–aboard party a waste of time.
What am I doing here? Taffy tossed her hair from side to side and smiled at the front row of people with too much jewelry. Yes, she did it for the money of course, but.... Where was the magic?
The ship, so majestic in photos and 360–degree views when she browsed the Internet, up close revealed its age. Used by two thousand passengers last week, at present used by two thousand more, only to tart up its grimy surfaces for the two thousand who’d come in seven days’ time....
Hello, who was that? Taffy’s heart dropped a beat mid–dance as her gaze fell on a dark–skinned man… boy… no, his body was that of a man, strong and angular, yet his eyes said they’d never seen sin. The white military shirt identified him as one of the crew. Taffy felt an inexplicable pull. She was certain she’d never met the man before, yet the urge to reach out and touch his cheek was overwhelming.
His mouth... oh, dear gods, she got lost in his grin. Romance books called it captivating, and they got it right. It was an intimate grin, a grin meant only for her, as though she were the only woman in the world. Its warmth percolated into her body, eliciting a smile in return. He grinned as though the world was his lover, and Taffy was next. The thought sent a prickling awareness straight into her inner core.
I want you to look at me like that again. The dance forced Taffy into a slow pirouette.
When she could look toward the audience again, the man–boy was gone. Her stomach clenched with regret. The one magical thing on this enormous ship was gone...
... and Taffy had no choice but to keep on dancing.
The Steinberg emerald, half a foot of pure green set in gold, sparkled against Mrs. Steinberg’s skin, and she posed this way and that with a matching green cocktail in hand, the dance show as the backdrop. The photos soared from her iPhone straight onto her Facebook page.
The thief watched the emerald.
No hurry. Pick the moment. Enjoy the music.
“Another mint mojito, please.”
After the show, people crowded in the narrow isles of the auditorium, eager to get out, afraid to lose another minute of the cruise.
The thief’s hand closed over a pair of miniature clippers. Smiling apologies, the thief navigated the human river, pushed in front of an elderly gentleman, stepped on a teen’s glittering sandal.
"I’m so sorry."
The emerald was now within arm’s length. The thief raised the hand holding the clippers and cut through the gold chain.
Mrs. Steinberg noticed its absence in an elevator mirror on the way back to her cabin. It was so late at night it was already early morning.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Chat this weekend

Come join me at Love Romance Cafe this weekend, hear me chat about my books and win a give-away or three.... In the USA, the time of the chat is Saturday Feb. 5th from 2-4 PM EST, which makes it Sunday morning 8AM-10AM in New Zealand. Hope to see you there! 

Love and prayers to everyone in the path of Yasi

Cyclone Yasi is ravaging Queensland, Australia, as I write this. Seems a strange time to be turning to romance books, but as I await news from my friends in Townsville who are in an emergency shelter without electricity, my only coping mechanism is to get lost in good fiction.

The only thing I can read about, however, is cyclone stuff:

Do you know any good romances with weather in them?