It’s Not Wednesday
I’m pointing that out because lately (re: the last couple of weeks), I’ve been horrific about actually sending my email out on Wednesday like I’m supposed to. Like I told you guys I would.
Well, it turns out that I had a good reason this time. I mean, I always have a good reason, but this week, I have an especially good reason: My husband had knee surgery on Wednesday morning. And when I say “morning,” I mean we had to be at the surgery center at 6:15 in the morning.
I should confess something to y’all right now: I hate alarm clocks. Like, hate. I wake up repeatedly throughout the night whenever I have an alarm set, worried that I slept through the alarm or it didn’t go off or [insert catastrophe here] and I’m going to be late and OH GOOODDDDDD!! and then I open up my eyeball (just one) far enough to see that it’s 2:13 in the morning and I can go back to sleep now.
Lather, rinse, repeat about six times.
So having my husband’s surgery at 6:15 in the morning, in a town about 30 minutes away…I wasn’t sure I was gonna live through just that.
Then came the really fun part: He’s home now, and can do almost nothing without my help. Well, he’s mastered changing the channel on the TV, and drinking lots of coffee (which means lots of laborious trips to the bathroom) but he’s otherwise incapacitated.
I don’t mean to make my husband’s surgery all about me; after all, it was his knee that was drilled into, not mine. I’m just telling you why I’m two days late on my newsletter this week. ?
Jasmine being Jasmine, she has, of course, taken her snuggling duties Very Seriously. Handsome Hubby has taken up permanent residence on the couch in the living room, and Jasmine the Healing Cat has taken up permanent residence on him. In his arms, snuggled against his legs, on his chest…wherever she can give him the maximum amount of love. She has her job, and she’s going to do it, dammit!
When I got up this morning, she was snuggled down into the crook of his arm and they were both fast asleep. I took out my phone to snap what was going to be the Most Adorable Picture Ever, when I dropped said phone and woke them both up. So you just get Pretty Cute Picture instead. #sorry
So while I’m busy running errands and fetching more refills on coffee, I thought y’all would enjoy two things this week: A great deal on a book, and a super fun giveaway that I am doing on Facebook. Be sure not to miss either one.
Hungry Cowboy by Charlize Starr
A good girl. A bad cowboy. A dirty secret. Ready to figure this one out?
She used to be like my little sister.
Now her curves make me choke on my beer.
But she’s broke, and I’m the reason.
Not that she knows. It’s my secret.
I’ll make it up to her though.
I’ll offer her a job.
To be the live-in nanny at my ranch.
I’ll win her for me with my cowboy abs.
Seriously, who can resist those?
She’ll be screaming for more before she knows it.
All I need to do is keep my secret from her.
Or she’ll leave.
And I want her to stay.
This is a 97-page billionaire romance with a single dad and an innocent girl. It is a stand-alone story with an HEA, so no cliffhangers! Be prepared for panty-melting talk and lots of steam. Most definitely for 18+ readers.
~ $0.99 and in Kindle Unlimited ~
So this is me having a little fun. ? For those of you who’ve been on my mailing list for quite a while, you might remember my good friend, Kurtis Workman, a local blacksmith. He made some prizes for me back when I was launching Stampede of Love and giving it away to everyone for free.
Well, he’s at it again. He’s forged some metal icicles for you to hang on your Christmas tree or across your front window. Meanwhile, I am giving away two copies of Blizzard of Love.
The contest? You have to share a post about my upcoming launch (Flames of Love) but you also have to tell me what you’d do with your second copy of Blizzard of Love. Give it away to your best friend? Your mom? Your local library? The retirement home in town? You tell me!
So enter the contest below, and be sure to tell me how you’d share some Erin Wright love with others in your life. ?
That’s it for this week! Let’s see if I send out my newsletter on time next Wednesday. ? My husband isn’t getting his knee cut into next week, so it’s always a possibility…