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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!

The Cabal of Hotness minus Piper and Sky

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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Stuck In My Head

I’m not doing a recap of RomantiCon yet. I’m still trying to recover from the trip (yes, it was that amazing) and get myself in order. I have edits to finish on my latest WIP, another WIP to start and finish before the end of November and another to start immediately after that. Can we say Danica is going to be a busy girl?

I say I’m not going to recap yet, but today’s What’s Playing Wednesday song is something that keeps replaying in my mind because of RomantiCon. Or rather because of the cavemen and their Old Hollywood performance. There’s just something about men in skin tight, black pants dancing on and around chairs that gets my motor running.

So today’s song is one that was played during the performance that nearly brought the house down. Those cavemen sure are talented and add in Tom Jones’ sexy voice and it’s a recipe for insanity.

Happy Hump Day!

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Mellowing Out

It’s Friday. Yay! This has been a crazy week. I’m trying to wrap up the final chapters on my current WIP and it’s like pulling teeth. My characters don’t want it to end.

“Look D, I know you want to get this story to your editor and all, but I don’t feel as though I’ve had enough time to properly express my angst and love.”

Shut up, characters! Just STFU and let me write THE END already! I’m really not angry with them, but if one of them comes back with a “But what about this traumatic moment…” I’m going to scream. I’m so close to the end. At the very most, 8k out from calling it done. I’m so ready to get this story off my hands and into those of my CPs and beta readers. I’d like to have it submitted to my editor before RCon.

Because oh yeah, that’s the other thing I’ve been preparing for. RCon starts next week. Four crazy days of fun, laughter, sexiness and more naughtiness. I had to pack a box of things I’m having shipped directly to the hotel, make sure it all fit in the box first and then start…oh man, I forgot to add something to my box *makes a note*. See? I’m going to be doing this for the next five days. Hopefully I don’t forget anything important. Like underwear.

So that brings us to today. It’s time to get ready for the weekend and I have so much to do, I’m feeling a little frantic. I decided to go with a mellow love song. I know, it’s not my usual thing. I say this even as I listen to my scream-o stuff, but there are some love songs that I enjoy. Ki-Ci and Jojo are one of those groups I like just about anything they put out. This song though, is the one that I’ll sing.

Happy Friday y’all!

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Oops

For some reason I thought I had a guest blogger today. Heh. Um, I didn’t. So I totally wasn’t ready for today’s What’s Playing Wednesday! I have no idea what kind of song I’m going to share with y’all! OMG. I’m…

Oh, I think I know what I’m going to talk about. Next week is RomantiCon 2013. Next. Week. Can you believe it? I can’t. I mean, the last time I looked at the calendar, we were still in August. And it’s already October. What’s up with that? I’m not really prepared!

I’m fighting to finish this WIP that’s been plaguing me since before my surgery. If I hadn’t had the shoulder worked on, I probably would’ve had this story finished in August, but I keep telling myself my characters would’ve dragged their feet anyway. But it’s finally in the final stages and it’s downright heartbreaking y’all. This very well might be the best book I’ve ever written. I don’t say stuff like that often because I know the next one can be better, but in this case, I think it just might be…spectacular.

So even though I try to stay away from the sappy stuff, I’m going to play a song that I kept on rotation for this book. My heroine, Gyda St. Germaine, has had a nightmare of a life…My hero has to work a hell of a lot to make her realize she’s worthy of his love and it kills me when I read over what I’ve written. Anyway, this song just speaks to her. It honestly makes me want to cry when it’s playing and I’m working on this story. I’m not usually so emotional, so you can make of that what you will.

Here’s Imagine Dragons with “Demons”:

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In The Mood…

Ohmmm. I’m not sure what I’m in the mood for today. I must’ve blown a circuit or something on Saturday with my big writing day because ever since I’ve been dragging ass. I want to sleep. In fact, sleep is like the sexiest thing in the world to me right now. Like, if Gerard Butler, M. Shadows or Vin Diesel were to say, “Danica, would you like to come with me to my secret hideaway and so I can shower you with more pleasure than you could possibly handle?”

My response would be, “Eh, is there a comfy bed?”

Okay, maybe not. Cause those men are sexy! I’d probably latch onto them like Velcro and never let them go. “But we can be together forever! Oh look, it’s Vin/M. Shadows/Gerard.” (Because I can be fickle.)

Anyway, sleep sounds delicious. Except I keep having weird dreams. I suppose with RomantiCon coming up, my brain is trying to get me ready for it or something because I’ve had several dreams about the conference, or a conference, then more recently I’ve dreamed about doing squats. I’m talking about a gazillion squats. Is it any wonder I’m so tired when I wake up? I’m working out in my dreams!

So yeah, we need some music about dreams or sleeping or something. *thinks* Several songs came to mind, but they were all slow and depressing. So I chose this:

I do enjoy Stone Sour. A lot. And the title is fitting, isn’t it?

Hope y’all are sleeping more than I am!

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Caveman Justin’s Song Pick

With RomantiCon right around the corner, I wanted to give my audience a chance to relearn the cavemen. No, I’m not interviewing them again. I figure they need to get all the rest they can get because once October rolls around, these men will be busy, busy!

Instead, some of them were nice enough to take over my What’s Playing Wednesday posts. They’re going to pick songs they’re into at the moment whether it’s something they like to rock out to in their cars, work out to, dance to or just relax to, these are the Caveman Picks.

Today we have Caveman Justin who also happens to be an author with JustinEllora’s cave. Justin also makes me feel like a slacker because he’s always busy doing something constructive. Me? Not so much.

Justin chose a country song to share with y’all. Country music isn’t a genre that makes a frequent appearance here on What’s Playing Wednesday. And in his words…

I like it because its got a good beat, Kenny Cheney is awesome and the meaning behind it. Just enjoy the moment no matter what others think.

His song choice? “Come Over” by Kenny Chesney. And while you’re listening to this, be sure to check out Justin’s bio on Ellora Cave’s website, his caveman bio and friend him on Facebook! If you’re going to RomantiCon in October, be sure to look for him.

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