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Long Time Coming (Part Two)

I promised to tell y’all about the rest of RomantiCon and I will.

See, even though the workshop happened on Friday, our two male blow-up dolls, Tyrone and John (recently renamed to Juan Diego), became an instant conference sensation. They’re suave. They have facial hair as well as chest hair. And nothing else. But that doesn’t stop them from challenging cavemen and trying to romance the ladies.

But before we even made it to the workshop, Tyrone, Tammy, John (Juan Diego) and Judy had a little fun. We left them in bed together and scared housekeeping who thought they’d walked in on an intimate moment.

For those who attended the workshop and were thinking we just threw some positions out there for y’all to fail. Think again. Before we headed out with the gang, we ran them through their paces.

 

Even Desiree Holt enjoyed the boys. Mostly because she said they’re the perfect men. Mostly. I’m guessing you can figure out what would make them imperfect…

Griffin felt bad for John, I mean Juan Diego because he’s a complete sub and was so readily overlooked…

We had a trivia night after Bingo on the last night of the conference and the losing team had to get motorboated by Tyrone. Who rolls like that.

Needless to say we’ve been asked if the boys were coming back next year. I’m not sure. And if you’re worried about the girls…Well, you should be. Tammy went home with Jose after the workshop and we haven’t seen her since. But Judy was given a job with EC.

What did I come away with from this conference? Avoid skirts. Bring blow-up dolls next year. Have a blast. And try not to spend so much time on my knees!

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Get your minds out of the gutter! I meant, nearly every picture I took was of me on my knees in some way or another. Sheesh!

Before I let you go, I’m over at Close Encounters with the Night Kind today for Paranormal Speed Dating. Go check it out!

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A Long Time Coming (Part One)

It’s been two weeks since RomantiCon and I’m sure y’all were all wondering where my review was. Well, life gets crazy. I swear, since the beginning of October, I’ve been running around like a chicken with its head cut off. By the way, do chickens really run around after their heads are cut off? I may have grown up in the country, but we didn’t have chickens. My uncle did, but those little fuckers were mean and I never went around them. I left that to my brother and cousins. Cannon fodder.

Anyway, RomantiCon. Le sigh. Oh RomantiCon. I wish you could last for longer than four days. Honestly, I think I told Lea Barrymire that I wished life was RomantiCon interspersed with writing and reading and family time. Why do we have to come back to the real world after such a great, long weekend? Why? (Imagine me falling to my knees screaming this to the sky. Because I can be melodramatic too.)

I got there on Wednesday, arriving a day before the actual conference started. First off, let me just say I had a layover in Tampa, had about three Bloody Mary’s with this 80-something year old lady who was on her way to Baltimore for the Ravens’ game. I asked who they were playing and she said, “I don’t know, I’m just going to party.” Hell yeah! I had to have drinks with her after that. So by the time I got to Ohio, I was feeling pretty good. Found the shuttle and settled myself in the middle row while the driver went to find other passengers headed to the hotel.

But when he returned, it was with seven…Cavemen. Now when I’m traveling, I’m not in Danica mode. I’m in me mode and me, I mean I don’t dress up, wear just enough makeup to not scare little children and my hair is always in a pony-tail. So you can imagine my horror when I look up to see the seven buff, attractive Ellora’s Cave cover models headed my way like they were strolling out of a Quentin Tarantino. You know, slow motion, the wind whipping around them, shades on…cue the awesome soundtrack.

The driver says, “I have more people than I thought, maybe you’d like to take the passenger seat?”

Y’all, I jumped out of that van so fast I probably looked like someone had pushed me out. All I could picture was me being squished on that seat surrounded by muscles while looking like holy hell and it was enough motivation to get me moving faster than I’ve moved since my brother kicked me in the nose and ran away from me. I caught him, by the way. Anyway, I was safely seated in the passenger seat, buckled up and smiling brightly when seven very muscled men forced themselves into the van. With Aline Hunter perched on the stool between me and the driver. Good. God.

This is trouble waiting to happen. And it was just the first day of the conference!

I’m not going to give a blow-by-blow assessment of the whole conference because I have pictures for that. Yes, pictures. But, I will say that I really wish it wouldn’t have ended. And there were some highlights for the conference. Mainly me trying to take out three cavemen during one of the group shots on Bollywood night. Yeah. Totally. Bad shoulder + saree + kneeling to take a picture = Danica is stuck on the ground. I may have used Rodney’s broad shoulder to hoist myself to my feet wherein my saree fell apart right there on the stage. Yup, it started unraveling. Thank god I was wearing full on clothes underneath. For everyone’s sake.

Before the sauri and knock-down-the-cavemen moment

I did two workshops this year. The first one was “There’s an App For That” and OMG, we had so much friggin’ fun! I mean, seriously, we had so much fun I think I want to do it again next year. Slightly different of course, but look for yourself!

From left to right, Lea, Me, Jose, Ramrod, Griffin and Cara

Two of the teams trying to get the position right with the aid of Tyrone, Tammy, John and Judy…(The blowup dolls)

We had guest judges, Desiree Holt, Joey Hill and random audience participant Nancy overseeing the antics

Then Saturday, I took my turn with the cavemen. Okay, for two days in a row, there are photo shoots. The cavemen are made available for “book cover” like pictures with the registrants of the conference. Last year I took two pictures and I was so nervous and scared and ecstatic, I thought I was going to pass out. This year, I was a little more comfortable. Until I got up there.

You want me to what?

        

This was after Daivd grabbed my hair because “I know it gets in the way.” Um.

Then I become a giggling mess…

 

A hysterical giggling mess because David, the lovely man behind me, began to hump me

This is the final shot. In the others I was laughing too hard for you to see anything but my mouth.

Tomorrow, I’ll continue the saga of RomantiCon as told by blow-up dolls. Needless to say, we had a blast and I’m already gearing up for next year. Oh, what am I saying? I was ready for RomantiCon 2014 as I was checking out of the hotel on Monday morning. It’s the best fun you can have with…well, I was going to say with your clothes on, but mine fell off at Bollywood and the Cavemen walk around half-clothed most of the time. Well, it’s still fun.

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Weekend Ready

This week seemed to drag, didn’t it? I mean, even the physical therapist said something about everyone he’d seen that day was dragging their feet. But it’s Friday. And not just any Friday, but Friday the 13th! Yay. In my hometown, tattoo artists are going to be offering $13 tattoos. I think they have to fit with the theme of Friday the 13th though. You can’t just go get a huge back piece for 13 bucks.

I have a lot planned this weekend. Mostly writing. I have a project I need to put another 30k words into before I can call it done. I think. Every time I say that thought, the characters decide they’re not finished being emotional and need another 20k. Just one more 20k and they’ll be finished. *snort* Whatever. So yeah, working on the story and getting ready for the release of Playing Doctor on Monday. If I can keep more characters from that world from interrupting my paranormal, I’ll be good. But they’re bossy. Sheesh!

Anyway, because it’s Friday and because we’re all ready for the weekend, I’m playing some songs for us to get “freaky” to. Now y’all know I don’t listen to Top 40 lists or anything that might be remotely considered “popular music”, but even I’ve heard of this song. But when I heard it, for a very short moment, I thought it was a remake of a Marvin Gaye song. Apparently I’m not the only one either. While looking for the Marvin Gaye song posted below, I came across some people arguing about it.

I’m not going to argue about it. To me they sound similar. But they also sound like good party songs, so kick it into gear and put yourself in a mindset to enjoy your weekend people!

First up is Robin Thicke’s “Blurred Lines”:

And now for Marvin Gaye’s “Got To Give It Up”. I love this song. I bought his greatest hits just so I could have a copy of it, back when people still bought CDs. But uh, yeah, it’s fun so enjoy!

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The Army Ants Did Well

A few years ago my sister-in-law introduced me and my brother to this wonderful thing called Trivia Night. It’s a charity event where teams of 6 compete against one another in 10 trivia categories. Since that time she invited us to join her team, I don’t think we missed a single one. Then this year, we expanded to a new trivia night…and this weekend, we went to yet another, driving an hour out of the way to attend. We went as the Army Ants (of Big Bang Theory fame) and the team was me, my best friend since Jr. High, sister, brother, sister-in-law and my godson.

In all the trivia nights we’ve done, we do well. As in we’ll get anywhere between 76 to 89 questions out of 101 correct. Of course that always puts us in the middle of the pack. So this weekend at the new trivia night, when they asked our team how many questions we thought we’d get correctly, we wrote 83 on our little paper. Oh and because my friend who signed us up for trivia night put me as the team captain, when they made everyone announce this number, I had to shout out “83”…Which wouldn’t have been bad if everyone else hadn’t said 47…56…60….get where I’m going with this? When I oh so innocently said we were going to make 83 points, the other teams around us turned to stare and there was a collective “ooh”. I wanted. To. Die. And what does my team say? “You should’ve said 50!” Hello! You put the number on the paper. I just went with what the group agreed upon.

Needless to say we were confused, but we decided to use our whopping 83 as intimidatoin tactics. Those professors at the back table were shaking in their loafers. (not) We’ve always done well. But as soon as the first question was asked, we realized the err of our ways. These questions were hard. Questions about presidents’ dogs kicked off the start of a trivia night that ended with us making 55 points. 55! But it still put us at number 4 out of 11 teams.

It was a lot of fun, but then we always have fun at these things. We’re nerds. I know eventually we’ll end up having two teams of 6 because everyone’s going to want to play. Which is awesome as far as I’m concerned. It raises money for good charities, puts all our useless knowledge to use and gives us a chance to do something together for a common cause. Sure, there’s a lot of “stop shouting the answers” or “write it down” or “I’m 110% sure” going on, but it’s all in fun. I really can’t wait until the next one.

What did y’all do over the weekend?

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The Big Cocks and Shamrocks Blog Hop

It’s finally here!

Happy St. Patrick’s Day, my friends! If you’re not out enjoying green beer, green margaritas or anything else dyed to reflect the holiday and you’d still like to have some wild, wicked fun, you’re in the right place. Today kicks off the start of the massive Big Cocks and Shamrocks Blog hop. As a member of the naughty Cabal of Hotness, we teamed up with Close Encounters with the Night Kind and Read Between the Lines to put this hop together. There will be many stops and many fabulous prizes, including one here. (I just seem to be giving stuff away a lot lately…I wonder if that makes me “easy”?)

This hop comes just in time for two special events. First, is the kick off of my Scavenger Hunt for my upcoming release, Dean’s List. I’ll be giving away a copy of the EC for Men Quickie as well as a $50 gift card. That hunt happens for a full two weeks. And on top of that, Dean’s List comes out Wednesday, March 20.

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A quick romp in his home office with his family upstairs. A roadside quickie in his car after picking up a stranded motorist. A dominating woman who uses and abuses him in the most delicious of ways. These are just a few things that make Dean McKnight the luckiest man alive. Top it off with a successful career, a wonderful family and a hot, adventurous wife, and Dean couldn’t be happier.

With the option of having a different beauty every night of the week, Dean’s list is packed with women who fulfill all his darkest fantasies. He just never knows which one will show up next.

An EC for Men contemporary erotica story from Ellora’s Cave 

Enough pimpage! It’s time for the good stuff!

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On my blog, you can win your choice of any book in my backlist (open to US, Canada & UK) and two winners will win a Danica Avet and Cajun Heat swag pack (Danica Avet shot glass/mirror, RTCs, etc.). Be sure to check out how you can win via the rafflecopter below:

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The Cabal of Hotness though, has a much naughtier grand prize you can win. In fact, it’s called a Basket Full of Naughty. It contains the following in a Cabal of Hotness tote:

– tickler/flogger (one on each end)
– penis-shaped sour candies
– flask that reads “girls with class don’t need a glass”
– g-spot vibe
– oral sex “essentials” kit
– glow in the dark erotic dice

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We’ll also include a $30 gift card and a Cabal of Hotness t-shirt. Now doesn’t that look like fun? LOL Go forth and hop and good luck in the giveaway!
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The Readers

I’m going to break RomantiCon down into different categories. I think it’d be easier to keep track of everything this way rather than me just tell y’all about each and every single moment of the convention. If you want to know what it’s like, seeing and feeling is believing. Aw yeah, you read me right.

Feeling. As in this convention has one thing no other convention I’ve been to had.  Sexy menz whose purpose was to make you feel…both uncomfortably excited and flustered and relaxed. The relaxing bit didn’t happen right away for me, but I’ll get to that in the Cavemen’s segment of the recap.

Ellora’s Cave has some of the most awesome readers ever. We’re talking people who like it dirty and raw and have no problem letting you know. They combed over the ballroom for hours, going back and forth between the authors and the cavemen. I really, really wish I had gone to this convention as a reader just once. Don’t get me wrong, when I saw Laurann Dohner and Jaid Black, I had a squee moment. As in, Oh My Gawd, that’s, that’s…you get the idea.

EC’s fans are great. They’re curious, open and so eager to get to know the writers they follow. By the way, I have a stalker.

These are two of the readers I got to spend a lot of time with over the weekend. They were great. That Cindy…OMG, you just don’t want to know. Don’t even ask, but needless to say I’ll never ever ever judge a book by its cover again.

Another great reader who was more than willing to talk about anything and everything under the sun. I got a lot of great ideas at this convention just from speaking with the readers.

Our table was made up of walking dead survivors. We were bad ass, okay? However, after getting a look at some of the cavemen zombies, I wouldn’t have minded them nibbling on me. Heh.

I don’t have a picture of me with Nikki Brandyberry on my camera, but it was fantastic to finally meet her. It’s always fun to meet up with people you’ve been talking with online and instantly recognize them. Of course it doesn’t hurt that she’s so darn cute.

Tomorrow’s going to be about the writers because I met some awesome ladies and men at this convention who’ll knock you on your ass with their books.

Stay tuned!

 

 

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It Was Inevitable

I was bound to blog at some point during my trip to Romanticon. I just didn’t think it’d be at 5 friggin’ thirty on Sunday morning after I partied hard all night. Warning: This blog post may contain illogical thought patterns and incorrect grammar, but my feet hurt and it’s my blog anyway and I can do whatever I want.

So…I’ve turned myself into the biggest liar ever. I came into this convention telling everyone “I don’t dance”…”Do you want to see an entire dance floor taken out?” and things like that, but I’ve apparently been taken over by someone who thinks they actually have rhythm. Yes. Are you freaking out? Because I was.

Thursday night was pretty sedate in my mind. There was some booty-bumping going on of which I may have been a part of.  May have. Friday night, however…Oh, Friday showed me a new side of myself. I’ve talked before about how Danica isn’t the same person who goes home to my family. Danica is the wild, socializing party girl who can talk to a wall if she has to. And that crazy woman was in full force the rest of the party.

I don’t have cables to post pictures yet, but uh if you’re easily offended, do not visit the rest of this week which is going to be Romanticon in review. Let me just say that I have had the most fun ever at a conference. I’ve attacked (in a good way), the art director at least three times and thanked her profusely for my covers. No, I wasn’t drunk when I did it. It’s been one hell of a time and I can’t wait to do it again next year.

Even though it might take that long to get my money-maker workin’ again. Cause yeah, I think I broke it at some point.

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