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Release Day for Root

I’m pleased to announce that Root (Band Nerd 2) is out today!



Until I joined the Marching 300 at Sauvage State University, I was just too-tall, tuba-playing Lena Leblanc. But college changes everything. Suddenly I have friends, and they won’t let me dodge the attraction I have for hulking, Viking-like football player Anders De Groot. He makes me feel; makes me believe that I’m more than a burden to others. That I’m more than just Lena. And for a girl whose mother checked out years ago, that’s the scariest feeling of all.

Before I met Lena, all I had was school and football; study and stadiums full of spectators cheering for “Root!” Now, I can’t get her out of my head. She’s everything I could possibly want in a woman and I need to prove to her how good we’ll be together. I need to show her that, no matter what, she’s perfection. My perfection. And I’ll stand my ground to make sure nothing ever hurts her. Not even her family.

See what I mean? How can he even be real? So impossibly sweet and hot? But with my stepfather threatening us, I’ll have to learn how to step up and fight for what I want. Otherwise I’ll lose the greatest thing to ever happen to me.


By the way, if you haven’t picked up Steady (Band Nerd 1) yet, be sure to do that soon. It’s on sale for just .99 until October 7th to celebrate the release of the second book in the series!



Everyone may call me “Steady” but recently my life has been all chaos. I went from Shaun Decker, NFL star, to being forced to retire and finding out my wife’s having an affair. Coaching for the Sauvage Spartans’ football program will be perfect for getting my life back on track. Then a delicious woman named Katie literally falls into my lap and then, after the best sex of my life, disappears.

I’m Katherine Frost, band nerd turned band director and, oh, apparently a magnet for married men. Discovering I’m the other woman already had me rethinking my life, then my one-night stand turns out to be married too. Gah! I want nothing to do with men ever again. Especially tall, handsome, bearded men named Shaun. I thought taking up a teaching position at Sauvage State was a strategic exit, stage left, but it’s looking more like going from the frying pan into the fire.

Hey, Shaun again. Don’t let her kid you. Fate puts people in the right place at the right time because they’re meant for each other. Football and marching bands go together, just like me and Katie. I just need to convince her of that.


I’m feverishly working to finish Dasher’s story so I can submit it to my publisher in time for the holidays. After that? Well, who knows? Maybe (just maybe) wrap up my sci-fi serial. But never fear, there will be plenty more Band Nerd books in 2017!



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Football Mania

I’m sure many of you already realize that this weekend was the second round of playoff games in the NFL. You may also remember that I’m a Saints fan.

We lost on Saturday afternoon. It was one hell of a game and I honestly felt like I had multiple personalities while watching it. Jillian Chantal commented on Twitter something like “mood swings, Danica embraces you”. And that’s almost exactly what happened.

I was confident in the Saints, but not as confident as some people I know. I knew we were going to have trouble with the outdoor field and San Francisco, I believe, has the top ranked defense in the NFL. It was one of those games that I really thought would kill me. By halftime, I’d already gone from happy and expectant to depressed and dreading the second half. Then things started happening. We started scoring on them. We were so there!

I’ll probably never forget my reaction when we scored a touchdown in the fourth quarter when a minute and a few seconds left. When we scored, I jumped off my sofa and stormed the television set, screaming and running in place (because I was trying to urge the receiver to run faster). Then came the screaming of excitement and jubilation. We so won. I knew it!

And then those wily punks came back and scored on us with 10 seconds left in the game. I knew it was over then. And just like that, my excitement took a nose dive. Oh man, I was pouting at the television, but you know…I was actually okay with it because the game was good. No one dominated. The defense got us and we got them with our offense. It was an exciting game and will probably go down in my memories as one of the best I’ve ever seen.

Three out of the four games played this weekend went against my hopes. The Broncos lost, so did the Texans, and Saints. But the Giants. Ah, the Giants did exactly what I wanted them to. I can cheer for the Giants because Manning is from New Orleans and Jacobs is from a small town close to home. Two homeboys in the NFC Championship game. I’m really, really hoping they put a smackdown on the 49ers. Sorry, San Fran, but I want the Giants to go to the Super Bowl.

The biggest problem I can see with the world championship game approaching is that football season is almost over. What will I do with myself on Sundays now? And Monday nights? Sometimes Thursdays? What will I watch? *sniff* I’m about to fall into football offseason depression.

Ah well, the Saints are still (and always will be) my favorite team and next year is going to be even better!


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Back to Normal

Or for what passes as normal. The holidays are over. There’ll be no more 3-day weekends for a good long time unless I use vacation time and things can finally slow down. Ha!

The weekend was pretty good. My youngest nephew was christened on Saturday evening. You know it was a special occasion since I wasn’t home to watch the Texans beat the Bengals. However, I did make it home in time to watch my Saints play. Trust me, that was the quietest I’ve ever been for a game because in the first half, it seemed like Detroit had our number. I don’t know what happened during half-time, but that second half was everything I could’ve wished for. I was so proud of my boys in black and gold. So was the rest of the neighborhood. People started shooting fireworks. Others were walking down the street shouting “who dat”. It was almost like winning the Super Bowl all over again.

This is because last season we were knocked out in the first round of playoff games by Seattle. Damn those Seahawks! But we pulled it out this week and we’re off to San Francisco to play against an old division rival. I’m telling y’all, it’s been a long time since we played the 49ers in routine regular season games, but I still harbor bad feelings toward them. I mean, they always decimated the Saints. My youth was filled with intense dislike, yet complete respect, for Jerry Rice. *sniff* Let’s hope my boys can go there and handle business.

So yeah, I watched football this weekend. Took my mom out for breakfast and went roder a little while seeing what’s new in the area. I also worked my way through Kresley Cole’s Immortals After Dark series (for the 10th, maybe 11th or 12th time) because her newest release, Lothaire, comes out tomorrow. *squee!* I’m so ready for it, I’ll probably be up at 3 in the morning to start reading it. Sad, I know.

So here’s to another week. I hope it’s a good one for all of us.


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A Great Big Blank

I have no idea what to talk about today. I could go on and on about my precious nephew and how he smiled at me while I was putting him to sleep, but really, that would totally ruin my rep, wouldn’t it?

I could talk about how I ran over my bare foot with the trash can when I was putting it out to the road on Saturday morning. Seriously y’all, if you’ve never had a full trash can roll over the very edge of your foot before, I wouldn’t recommend it. All I can really say is thank goodness I’m wearing thick boots today.

I could also talk about the severe whooping the Saints put on the Colts last night. I went to bed in the 3rd quarter, but I wake up this morning to see we won 62-7. 62-7! It reminds me of some of the games my college football team played against the bigger Texas schools. You know the ones I’m talking about. Their cheerleaders would run out into the end zone after a touchdown and the male cheerleaders would do push-ups to equal how many points they had on the board. By the end of that particular game, the boys could barely lift themselves. I think we lost 65-10. *wince* Needless to say our band spent more time jeering at the refs, making up cheers, and trying to play the fight song to rally our team. *snort*

Regardless of my lack for anything truly entertaining to say, it was a lovely weekend. How was yours?

By the way, I’m blogging over at Dark Temptations talking about my idea of a perfect Halloween.

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Life is Just a Fantasy

OMG, I can’t believe I remembered that line. You know, from Aldo Nova? Bwahahah! I guess my brain is on track this morning. Either that or I’m in an 80s mood because while I dressed this morning “Eye of the Tiger” played on loop in my head. It’s hard being me sometimes *sigh*

There isn’t much to report. Um, well not since yesterday at least. I watched football…ate some Moose Tracks ice cream which is now my favorite thing in the whole world and I could kill my oldest nephew for telling me about it. I mean, it’s the perfect ice cream! It’s vanilla with chocolate fudge swirls and chips and then to top it off it has chunks of chocolate covered peanut butter. *swoon* It’s almost as awesome as Gerard Butler…except Gerard wouldn’t go straight to my hips…although…heh heh.


So the fantasy part of this post has to do with what’s going on in my family. There are six of us playing fantasy football like we do every season. Don’t leave! I swear it’s a good story! Anyway, fantasy football is fun…if you win. Do you want to know what my rank is right now in both leagues I’m in? 5 of 8 and 4 of 4. Yup, you got it, I suck. I wish I could say I don’t get it, but I do. I don’t get the big name quarterbacks…oh, I lied. I finally got Peyton Manning after playing this game for three years…and he’s on injured reserved! Gah!

But the best part of it is I may not do well in fantasy football, but I kick serious ass in the pick ’ems. You know, each week you pick which teams you think will win and you assign confidence points to support our picks. I’m in a college pick ’em and an NFL pick ’em and I lead in both. Booyah! *victory dance in the end zone* I know, it’s sad. But really, I have to lord it over my relatives somehow and obviously that won’t happen on the field of battle. No, I have to take my wins in the shadowy pick ’ems league. *sigh*

There was some discussion at the book party about the Gronkowski brothers. Do you know how I’m talking about? If you don’t, here you go…take a look at this:

These are the Gronkowski brothers, Dan, Rob, and Chris. Do I like the fact that two play for the Patriots *growls* and one plays for the Colts *sniff*? No, not really. I mean look at them! The shortest of the trio is 6’2″! They’re like modern-day vikings…and they’re all muscled with short hair and tight butts and rar, okay, so I don’t just watch football for the sport. There’s a lot of man candy waiting to be discovered. But…I do like the game as well. Honest!

Anyway, that’s my bit of nonsense for today. But before I leave you, here’s a little ditty to get you through your Tuesday


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Are You Ready?

Oh yes. It’s FOOTBALL SEASON! Woo-hoo!!

I was supposed to be at the hospital today with my mom, but I found out yesterday evening that the doctors have canceled her surgery. Again. Yes, again! If I weren’t relieved not to be using up my precious vacation time (precious because I’m saving for Nationals next year), I’d be more upset. Meh.

Anyway, I’m excited about football season. I have two Fantasy Football leagues going on right now and I’m hoping I make a better show of it this season. I’ve come in dead last the last two years. This year however, I have a secret weapon. I asked a co-worker (who wins Fantasy Football all the time) what I needed to do. Apparently, it’s all about the running backs, so that’s what I went with this season. We’ll see how it goes.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy getting “crunked”. If anything, this song might put you in the mood for the weekend! Yay!

So tonight, instead of sleeping like I should, I’ll be glued to my television, shouting at the refs, cheering on my boys in black and gold as they take on the Minnesota Vikings in a repeat of the NFC Championship game. You think I’m excited? *snorts* Geaux Saints!


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Feeling Lost

First of all, let me apologize to everyone who read my blog yesterday. I’m so embarrassed! I misspelled Monday. MONDAY! In my defense, I was so overcome by the Saints’ win, I wasn’t thinking of spelling. But all of that’s over with.

It’s silly to be so down that football season is over. I should be glad that my Sundays are my own again, but I’m not. I feel lost. Oh sure, I could find another sport to fill my Sunday afternoons, but I’m not into them as much as football.

I guess I have no choice but to spend my Sundays daydreaming plots and characters for upcoming books. With so much time on my hands, I could probably even churn out another two or three books this year. Or, I could start fishing again. Meh. Who would’ve guessed I’d be so glum after the Saints won the Superbowl?

I should be glad to have this time on my hands. I am…sort of. Okay, not really, although it will be nice to know I don’t have to stay home on Sundays or Monday nights. Have I mentioned I was petrified to leave the house on game day for fear that I’d bring the Saints bad luck? Yeah, it’s irrational, but it’s football. I’m allowed to be irrational!

So now I can focus on other things. I can visit my sister and share a box of tissue with her over our football season coming to an end. It’ll be fine, I’m sure. Tomorrow I’ll be better. I’ll have gotten over the funk and found something else to replace pigskin season. Maybe knitting.


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A Black and Gold Monday

It’s actually not Monday yet. It’s 9:30ish on Sunday night. I’ve been on an emotional rollercoaster since 5:30 this evening.

I’ve said it before, and I hate to revisit the issue, but the Saints have great power in this state, in the Gulf Coast region. Their losses become our losses. Their triumphs become our triumphs. I can’t properly explain how full of joy, excitement, disbelief I am and I’m sure a lot of Saints fans feel the same way tonight. I’ll freely admit to screaming and crying when we held the Colts at the goal line. It was over, the Saints had won the Superbowl. The Saints won the Superbowl.

As I said in a comment to a Colts fan, as a Saints fan, I don’t think we would’ve been very hurt to lose to the Colts. We know just how good Manning is. We’re Manning fans. When I play fantasy football, I try to get Peyton and Eli. They’re Archie’s boys after all. Just like Carolina’s Jake Delhomme, they’re homeboys. They belong to our state whether they play for the Saints or not. But to win…to win the Superbowl…it’s emotionally and mentally satisfying.

Tracy Porter, who is from Port Sulphur, Louisiana, made the game winning interception and touchdown. Drew Brees had a fantastic game, proving he is an elite quarterback and deserves the respect of the league. Sean Payton proved he is an aggressive and inventive coach. We did it. We finally did it. After 43 years of fighting bad luck, bad coaching decisions, bad playing, the Saints have given their fans proof that their faith wasn’t misplaced. There will be a lot of celebrating going on in the south. The Saints parade on Tuesday night, will probably rival the Zulu parade on Fat Tuesday.

It wasn’t an easy game and the Colts didn’t give it to us. We fought for this win, and we got it. The reality won’t hit us as Saints fans until Monday morning. We’ll (some of us) go to sleep tonight giddy with disbelief and excitement, and when we wake up in the morning, we probably won’t recall the unbelievable game we watched the night before. But at some point, we’ll stop. We’ll think…”We won the Superbowl. The Saints are Superbowl Champs…” and all will be well. This high will last longer than the NFC Championship win. It’ll last through carnival season. Everyone will talk about where they were when the Saints won, they’ll discuss what they were thinking when the Saints came back from half-time with that onside kick, they’ll get excited all over again, and the chant “Who dat, who dat, who dat say gonna beat dem Saints” will be heard from every mouth for months to come.

My friends, the Saints have won the Superbowl and given their fans in the Gulf Coast states bragging rights until the start of next season. I wouldn’t doubt if there are a lot of children conceived tonight. Children who’ll be named Drew (Brees), Tracy (Porter), Jeremy (Shockey), Reggie (Bush), Payton (Sean Payton), and any other name of those in the Saints organization.

I wish my grandfather and stepdad were alive to see this. They were both die hard Saints fans. Neither of them would have believed we’d ever get this far. Part of me believes they’re seeing this and are having a drink together to celebrate. The Saints are a team for the fans because the fans are the only ones who’ve ever truly believed in them, and never given up on them. They’ve given us hope. Hope that no matter how bad things can, and will get, the struggle for happiness, for success can be achieved. Because now, if the Saints can win the Superbowl, anything is possible.

We believed and they delivered.


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Fantasy Man Friday

It’s been a strange week, not necessarily bad, but strange. The Saints are going to the Superbowl for the first time since the franchise started. This news had me so thrilled, I completely blocked out the rejection letter that was waiting for me on Monday morning. Who cares about rejection letters when the SAINTS are going to the SUPERBOWL!! It still doesn’t bother me that much. I’ve resigned myself to my first manuscript never seeing the light of day (which is as it usually is for writers).

The rest of the week flew by in a blink. Soccer games, editing my 2nd manuscript, working on query letters and synopses…it’s been a busy week.

So now I need some down time. I have another game tonight (I think…I’m hoping it gets cancelled!), but I’ll ignore that for now. You know what would help me relax? You got it. A sexy man with rippling abs and bulging…um, biceps.

Doesn’t he look…relaxed? He’d probably look more relaxed without those trunks or whatever they are. And look…he has HAIR on his CHEST! Like…well, a man! This really isn’t helping me to relax, you know. If anything, I feel warm. *fans herself*


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Hell Has Frozen Over

I’m sure you’ve all heard the news by now. The Saints are going to the Superbowl. Oh, I’m sure most of you don’t care, but for the state of Louisiana, this is a very big deal. We’ve waited 43 years to have our faith in our team vindicated.

We’ve worn bags over our heads, had to listen to the games on the radio rather than watch them due to black outs, had to endure ugly ragging by opposing fans. We’ve been the underdogs of the NFL. We’ve had our heritage, even our tragedies, turned into taunts. We’ve suffered countless close calls, bad luck, and dismal performances for years.

We’ve seen lads we consider ‘ours’ (the Peyton and Eli Manning) go on to other teams and win big. We’ve watched them closely, cheered for them when they won Superbowls, been loyal fans to them because they’re from here, because their dad played for us.

And now. We’re going to the SUPERBOWL. 43 years of faith, 43 years of disappointment, 43  years of hopes and dreams have finally coalesced into a winning season for us. Oh trust me, we’re all hoping we win. If we do, there will be…mass hysteria in the streets. There will probably be a serious lack of people at work the day after the Superbowl.

I didn’t even see the team celebration after the field goal last night. No, I was too busy screaming my head off. I could’ve just…exploded, I felt so much joy. Now, in the morning light, I can hardly believe we did it. It seems like a dream, like I’m going to wake up and realize the Vikings did win after all. But no, this is reality.

So now, I can’t help but wonder…If the Saints can make it to the Superbowl after 43 years of fighting tooth and nail for respect, how can I doubt that good things happen? I feel…buoyed by hope, because if the Saints can make it to the big game, then I can get published. It might not happen this year, it might not happen next year, but it will happen.

That’s what the Saints do for this area (Not just New Orleans, or even Louisiana, but the entire Gulf Coast). They give us hope that even though life seems to beat you down time and time again, you can get back up and achieve the highest of the highs. We can become something more. We can all be champions.

Geaux Saints.


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