Monthly Archives: April 2012

Release Day for Immortal Love

Woot-woot! Today is release day for Immortal Love (Olympus, Inc. 1)!

You can hear it, can’t you? You know I’m on the verge of bursting into song. I can’t help myself. There’s nothing more exciting than a new book release. Hm, I don’t suppose the caffeine pills help much either, but hey! I’m supposed to be hyped up, right?

Today I’m kicking off the start of my blog tour over at Doris O’Connor’s blog talking about kick-ass heroines (my favorite type of heroine) and giving away a copy of Immortal Love to one lucky commenter. Don’t worry, there’ll be more chances to win in the next two weeks and there’s more at stake than a book. Bwahaha. I hope to see some of y’all there!

Meanwhile, sing along with me:


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Fantasy Man Friday

Time for another fantastic Friday. *happy dance* This Friday is even better than normal because Immortal Love (Olympus, Inc.) is coming out on Monday! Woot-woot! And I got my edits in for Immortal Game (Olympus, Inc.) which is a short story in the Keyboards and Kink Anthology with Evernight Publishing.

Yup, lots of writerly things going on right now and I couldn’t be happier. This is what I live for. Well, okay reading is up there too. Um, and gazing at hot men. Okay, so there are several things I live for, but being a busy writer is one of them. There.

The book release means I’m gearing up for the start of a huge blog tour. I hope to see some of y’all there because I’m giving away prizes in some places and just being goofy in others. Check out my Contests and Appearances page for details! And you know I’ll tell you where I’m going on the days they happen anyway if you don’t want to leave today’s delicious man.

What do y’all think?

He looks like he’s about to do something very naughty. I swear, it’s almost like he wants me to jump in that picture and do dirty things to him. You know? Or is that just me? It could be pre-book-release-day hallucinations or something, but I really think he’s telling me, “Take me, Danica. Take me like the naughty boy I am!” Rar.

Happy Friday y’all! I hope it’s a great one!


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Cajun French: Do-Do

It’s been a while since I did a Cajun French post, but I’ve been gathering information again so hopefully there will be more.

Today’s phrase is do-do (pronounced doe-doe). It means “sleep-sleep”. Remember what I said about the Cajun French/English language and intensifiers? Well, this sort of falls into the same category. I imagine anything could be an intensifier depending on how it’s used. A Cajun comedian who goes by the name of Poo-Poo Broussard is a little infamous for his phrase “My lips are chapped, chapped”. If you’re in the need for a little laughter, you should check him out.

Do-do though, is short for dormir which means sleep. Parents would tell their children, “Make do-do” or “go to sleep”.

You’ve probably also heard this word used in the phrase fais do-do which isn’t the same thing really. A fais do-do is a party, or like an informal jam session in today’s terms. People, probably extended family, would gather around, play music, dance, and eat. My own personal belief is that it was called a fais do-do because it was what adults would do while their children were sleeping.

There’s also a song called “Fais Do-do”which is a lullaby. I don’t know the words except for a few, but it’s one my mom used to sing to us when we were young. When holding babies now, it’s almost second nature to hum the “Fais Do-do” song to them.

I hope this post didn’t make y’all go do-do cause that would just be embarrassing.

Yay for the upcoming weekend! I have a book release Monday and good news on the way so I’m definitely not going to be making the do-do easily.


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Immortal Music 4

Hey y’all, because Immortal Love (Olympus, Inc.) releases on Monday, I’ve invited the hero of the story, Mason Landry, to share his thoughts on his heroine, Roxana Love.

Mason, thank you for taking the time out to visit with us. Tell us about yourself and Roxana.

Thanks, Danica. It’s good to visit with another coonass.

There isn’t must to tell about myself. I’m a simple man. I work in the bar I own, try to pay my bills, and avoid being robbed by crackheads. Things were going great, well as great as can be expected with a mortgage and a truck note and all that other shit stuff.

Then this woman walks into my bar. Like I said, I’m a simple man, but this woman was the complete opposite. She strutted in like she owned the place, her bright red hair crackling around her head like fire. She wore these heels that made her legs look a mile long and holy hell I thought the top of my head would explode just from looking at her. She was hot. Mais, she was hot.

She had class. You could tell just by looking at her and I wanted to dirty her up. It was that whole uptown girl meets blue-collar man that revved my motor. She looked like she was into it as well and when she showed up after the bar closed…well, you want to keep this clean, right? 😉 Let’s just say I found out just how hot she was.

So yeah, Roxana is the kind of woman who doesn’t take crap from anyone and does it while wearing killer heels. One second she’s all feminine and fragile-looking and in the next she’s swinging a sword and killing things. Nothing turns me on more than to watch her fight. Does that make me sick? *shrug* Who cares? She’s hot and I’ll figure out a way to hold onto her.

When I heard this song by Pop Evil, it summed up Roxana perfectly. Well, except for her being the boss’s daughter. It turns out she’s not the boss’s daughter, but I’m the boss’s grandson. Mais, talk about culture shock. Me? A humble bar owner the grandson of a Greek god? Yeah, I laughed too, but Roxana doesn’t seem to find my disbelief funny. I’ll get her to lighten up eventually. After I get that dress off of her.

Meanwhile, enjoy the song and look for our story (which Danica so kindly wrote) on April 30th from Evernight Publishing.


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It’s Always an Adventure

If you noticed, I didn’t blog yesterday. I think I was still recovering from the weekend, but I’m back up to speed now and ready to tell y’all what happened on the road trip to see my darling nephew.

It started out well. We left at a decent time, laughed and talked a good bit during the six hour trip. It started raining the closer we got to Ruston, but we were expecting that. We checked into our hotel and picked up the kids to bring them out to dinner. That was a bit messy since my brother-in-law is adamant about not parking next to other cars. We had a nice meal despite the rain and called it a night.

Around one o’clock in the morning, I woke up because something seemed wrong. When I opened my eyes, I noticed there was no power in the room. A quick look out the window showed the entire hotel and areas around it without electricity. I peeked through the peephole in the door and saw the emergency lights were on in the hall. No biggie. I went back to sleep, but woke up every hour on the hour, expecting the lights to be back on.

At about six thirty, I finally stopped fighting to try to sleep and got up. Still no electricity and the emergency lights were out. Luckily my brother-in-law was an Eagle Scout and came prepared. He checked on us and left us a flashlight to sort of get ready by. I used my cell phone to shower and try to put make-up on. I’d just finished dressing when the lights came back on. Go figure.

So we made it through the little black out without major problems. Everything seemed fine. But then we went to check out some property my brother-in-law wants to buy up there. We had a carload of people: brother-in-law, sister, me, my nephew, his girlfriend, and my mom. The drive out to the property was nice, giving us a chance to check out the town and the surrounding area.

Then we came to the road to the property. It started off fine. Gravel and all that, but it quickly became dirt. Dirt which had just seen several hours of rain the night before. Yup, you guessed it. We almost got stuck. Everyone in the car sort of froze as we waited for my brother-in-law to reverse all the way down the road again. I swear none of us breathed because we just knew we were going to get stuck in the mud and have to push.

Luckily we got out, but it sort of put a pall over the car. It took us about an hour to find our humor in the situation and we praised my brother-in-law for his mad driving skillz. Which then brought out the comment someone made that when we go anywhere, we’re sure to have an adventure.

Now do you see why I needed a day to relax?

When you go on trips, do you expect things to go wrong? Or is that just my family?

By the way, with the upcoming release of Immortal Love on the 30th, I’ve invited the hero, Mason Landry, to stop by tomorrow for What’s Playing Wednesday. He assures me he has the perfect song to describe Roxana Love, his heroine. We’ll have to see.

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Fantasy Man Friday

It’s the end of the week. Yay! I’m almost giddy with excitement because this has felt like the longest week ever.

I spent a good majority of the week coordinating guest blog dates, updating my website, and writing guest blogs. The work on my second Olympus, Inc. book hasn’t gone as well as I’d hoped, but I’m hoping to get some words down this weekend.

Did I mention I’m going to visit my nephew this weekend? I am. I get to see my baby again! It’ll be a long drive, but that’s okay. Most of the time he’s worth the headaches of a six hour trip. Other times, not so much. The spoiled little brat.

But you’re not here to talk about my nephew or my writing. I know. You’re here for the sexy mens. I know this. Which is why I have a good one for you today.

Is it just me, or does it look like he’s carrying a concealed weapon in his uniform? I think a strip search is needed. I feel it’s my duty as an erotic romance author to take care of this personally. I’m sure there’s a clause somewhere in the RWA’s bylaws that states if erotic romance authors see a man this hot carrying something that could be dangerous to a woman’s libido stuffed in his pants, he needs to be searched to discover just how dangerous he is. What do y’all think?

Happy Friday, y’all! Have a fun, safe weekend!


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Cajun Music vs. Zydeco

I got the idea for this post from a discussion on Four Foxes One Hound, the group blog I’m part of and thought it would be a fun way to show the differences between Cajun music and Zydeco.

According to a site I found, Cajun music comes from the Acadians who were forced to leave Canada. It borrows some from Creoles of African descent, country and western, and in some cases, rhythm and blues. It’s a mishmash of genres. From what I gather (since I don’t speak Cajun French), most of the songs center around ill-fated love, death, and loneliness.

This Cajun French song is called”Jolie Blon”, or pretty blonde.

Zydeco is not Cajun music in origin. It was created by the Creoles of African descent who borrowed elements of Cajun music. They kind of copied off each other, pretty much which is kind of funny and probably why people get the two confused.

Zydeco became more popular after WWII and was heavily influenced by rhythm and blues and jazz. It’s considered party music now, but like most songs in the R&B genre, the songs were about hardship.

The song I’ll play for the Zydeco side is by Buckwheat Zydeco called “Tee Nah Nah”.

The major difference I find between these two similar genres is the instrumentation. Zydeco uses the accordion and washboard, while Cajun music relies heavily on the accordion, fiddle, bass, and drums.

What do you think? Can you tell the difference? Which one do you prefer? I’m partial to Cajun music, myself. It’s the perfect music to listen to when I’m going fishing or sitting on my porch.

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Immortal Love Music 3

We’re nearing the end of the month and the release date of my next book, Immortal Love (Olympus, Inc.). I’m so excited. I know I say that every week, but there’s nothing quite like release days. They’re a rush.

This is going to be the last actual song that makes an appearance in the book. I have more songs that appear in the book like Stevie Wonder’s “Isn’t She Lovely” and Eric Clapton’s “Layla”, but my hero is demanding his own music day. He says he has the perfect song to describe his love interest. *shrug* What can I do? He’s bigger than me!

Anyway, this week’s song is one of my absolute favorites. No lie. Any time I hear this song play, I have to crank it up and belt out the lyrics. I blame my aunt. She was a big AC/DC fan when I was little. In Immortal Love, this song is actually a ring back tone for someone who changes the entire story and brings us closer to the black moment.

I kid you not people, when I wrote this black moment, I got choked up. So yeah, it’s pretty heavy. But if it wouldn’t have been for this character who uses this ring back tone, I don’t think my black moment would’ve been so poignant.

So I hope you enjoy “Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap” and keep watch next week when Mason Landry takes over the blog to talk about his Roxana Love.


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Don’t Read This Story

Darn, I shouldn’t have titled this post that. Some people might think I don’t want them to read it when I do. Ah well.

If you haven’t heard, I had a short story accepted for anthology by Evernight Publishing. It was my first attempt at writing anything under 10k words. It was funny really, because the deadline is April 20, which is this Friday and I only decided last Thursday that I needed to write it. I wrote 9k words on Friday and submitted it Friday afternoon. I got the acceptance email on Sunday afternoon and signed the contract yesterday.

It was a whirlwind kind of thing. But I felt the need to write that story. The anthology is called Keyboards and Kink, so that should give you some idea of the types of stories they were looking for. I wasn’t sure I could pull it off because yes, I write hot stuff, but Immortal Love the book they already have (which I thought was plenty hot) only rated a 3 on the heat level thingy. I was a bit surprised about that. I mean, it’s…very hot to my way of thinking so when I saw they were looking for stories heat level 4 or 5 I was nervous. I mean, what’s hotter than my scenes inImmortal Love?

Don’t answer that. I read a lot of erotic romance and yes, I read a lot of menage stories with all kinds of variations, but I’ve never written one. I knew I wasn’t ready to write a scene like that, so I did something I’ve never written about before. Let’s just say (for the sake of keeping this blog PG) that they went places that’s actually illegal in the state of Louisiana. Did you know that by the way? There’s a very old law on the books about certain uh, positions and practices. I don’t think anyone’s been arrested for it, but it would be interesting if they ever enforced it.

Anyway, the story was accepted. Yay. Immortal Game was a fun little story to write and I’m very excited to have it released in this anthology, but part of me is like “I don’t want my family and friends to read this”. They already think I have hot drawers (pronounced hot draws), this will only reinforce their belief that I’m a freak. Not to mention my sister-in-law’s mother who wants to read everything I write and I’m thinking she’s a retired teacher, she’s the grandmother to my darling, innocent nephew, and she’s nice. She can’t read this story! (Sorry Ms. Susan if you’re reading this)

Is it my way of trying to preserve innocence while simultaneously being depraved? Sorry, I’m laughing at that thought. I’m an erotic romance author and I’m not ashamed of what I’ve written. Honestly. There are just some things you don’t want your family to know about. Even if they already know about it, I don’t want to know they know about it. Does that make sense? It’s kind of like knowing your parents have had sex because you wouldn’t be here otherwise, but I don’t want to think about it and I definitely don’t want to hear about it. It feels icky. That’s a technical term, by the way.

Do any other writers have that feeling when they write something a little outside their comfort zone love scene wise? If you’re a reader, do you think to yourself, I can’t lend this book to my mom because of that scene in the shower? I’m really interested to know if I’m being paranoid about this.


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The Natural Flirt

If you follow me on Twitter or Facebook, you know I went to the French Quarter Fest yesterday. I went with my brother, his wife, her friend, and my baby nephew who looked absolutely adorable in his little summer outfit. And yes, I know it’s supposed to be Spring, but it was hot out there.

We started out at Jackson Square listening to a jazz band that normally plays on the Steamboat Natchez. It was good stuff. We found a spot in the grass (without the shade) and sat down to listen for about an hour and a half. Once they broke, we decided to explore the Quarter.

If you’ve been to New Orleans, you’ll already know the area is filled with…unique people. They were out in full force yesterday. We saw a guy wearing a 19th century style wig and long coat with shorts, and so many more interesting people I can’t even describe them all. We meandered through the Quarter to Dutch Alley which is parallel to the French Market.

There were bands all over the place, by the way. They were on the Riverwalk, Jackson Square, several spots in the French Market, Dutch Alley, and of course the individual musicians who hang out on the corners. We actually found a little trio who call themselves the G String Orchestra and they were amazing. The band had a violinist, an accordion player, and a bass player. Their music sounded a little gypsy-like with a touch of French. We must’ve listened to them for forty-five minutes (until they went on break). Great stuff.

But that isn’t what this post is about. The nephew was being an angel despite his dislike of sunlight. Honestly, I think this child belongs to Edward and Bella with the way he wants to avoid sunlight. We decided we should grab a bite to eat and headed over to Jimmy Buffet’s Margaritaville. It was okay, but the best part of the entire meal was when I was holding Bennett.

I have this thing about making him stand up. So I put him on the table in front of me, his little bare feet holding himself up…sort of. He was happy and smiling and then he looked to my right and saw a table of young women. I’m guessing they were in their late teens, early twenties. He stared at them and stared until one of them looked over and waved.

And that’s when the flirting began. He smiled. He drooled. When the other girls looked over to see what their friend was waving at, he did this little shimmy with his shoulders. Kind of like a puppy quivering in excitement. Of course they all went “Aww, he’s so cute!” One of them said all four girls work at a day care which made complete sense. He knew they were his people.

And he did not stop smiling. Oh no, not Bennett the flirt. He batted his long eyelashes at them, let his little dimple peek out, and drooled some more. I was hysterical. He’s a ladies man!

The festival was fun and I think I might need to go back next year. I don’t know if we should bring the flirt with us though. Out of the five of us (baby included), he was the only one who didn’t go home hurting in some way or another. I have a sunburn, my sister-in-law hurt her ankle, her friend got spit up on, crapped on by a bird…yeah, no lie.

But it was a great time. If you ever get the chance to check it out, please do so. There’s music, food, and people, people, people.


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