Wednesday, July 10, 2013

Spotlight + Guest Post + Giveaway ~ One Bad Day by Edie Hart

Have you ever had one of those days?

     I decided after I dropped the kids off at school that I was going to clean the cat boxes. I get downstairs… no litter. I can’t even blame it on anyone because I clean the box and I buy the litter… so I decide to run to the store (I have to pick up a prescription anyway, they called yesterday and said it was ready). 
     I get to the store, get the litter – pharmacy doesn’t open for another 15 mins so I look around and, yes, I do have a problem, I’m an impulse shopper – which means 20 mins and $50 in stuff later I go to the pharmacy for the prescription. Um, yeah, it’s not ready. They don’t know why they called and said it was ready, ’cause it’s not. I can come back Monday and get it. 
     Ok, I figure, I’m out, I’ll get some nice fresh fruit and have fruit salad for lunch. I don’t like the fruit at this store, so I go across the street to another store where the fruit is better priced. I find some fresh stuff – strawberries, blackberries, raspberries – and I get some jarred stuff – not as healthy, I know, but tasty and I love jarred pears and peaches. 
     So, I get all my stuff, lug it out to the car, drive home and start bringing my goodies inside. And of course, it’s me, so the bag breaks in the driveway and all my fruit goes splattering everywhere. There’s glass all over, the strawberries and raspberries popped out of their plastic containers and are scattered across the driveway. I live in a suburban neighborhood, the houses are fairly close together. The woman two doors down does daycare out of her home, my neighbor is retired, the guy across the street works weird hours… 
     My reaction to seeing my beautiful fruit salad colorfully decorating my driveway is to yell “F—!” I then realize that someone may have heard me and yell “Ohhh S**t!” while looking around. Realizing that I’ve done it again, I mutter “Dammit! Dammit! Dammit” under my breath. 
     I decide to take my other purchases inside – I have some hamburger meat that I don’t want to get warm outside. So I take my blackberries – which has popped open, but is salvageable – along with my other stuff and put it inside the doorway. I figure I’ll throw the blackberries in some vanilla yogurt – not as good as the fruit salad idea, but at least I have my blackberries. 
     I get a broom and start cleaning up the sticky mess and proceed to cut my finger. Not a bad cut, just enough to p* me off a little bit more. I get the mess in the driveway cleaned up and leave the broom in the sink – now I have to rinse that because it’s all sticky – and get ready to put stuff away. 
     I find the blackberry container, but all the blackberries are missing. I’m thinking WTF. I look down and there’s a dog toy next to the plastic container. Oh S**t! And I mean Oh S**t because the damn dog can’t eat stuff like that cause it gives her the runs. I then start to put my stuff away… well, it’s all sticky. I have to rinse everything and I don’t want to put it away wet, so I leave all my stuff spread all over the counter. 
     Okay, now I can finally clean that cat box. I go down and start cleaning and realize that I’m going to have to drag the vacuum down two flights of stairs because my broom is sticky. As I’m vacuumming, I look over, and the cats are out of food. Dammit! That’s The Boy’s job! Why didn’t he feed them? 
     I decide I should go and check on Gus – the old man kitty – to make sure he’s ok. He’s got a nice little bed with a heater under it cause he gets cold - which is in the other room. I peek around the corner and – I’m not kidding – there’s a paper plate next to Gus’ bed filled with chips! The Boy fed the 19 year old cat chips!! 
     I feed the cats, finish the catboxes and rinse the broom. I’m sticky and covered in cat litter dust plus whatever else I’ve encountered on my travels through my house that has decided to stick to my fruity sweatpants, so I decide I need a shower. 
     I get in the shower and am all wet and realize dammit! I left my new disposable razor that I just bought downstairs. I end up using my old one which is totally dull – the reason I bought the new one. 
     I am ready to wash my hair and Oh My God there’s no shampoo!! Dammit! I find The Girl’s No More Tears Smurf Berry Shampoo and end up using that. 
     Now I am sitting at my laptop, it’s lunchtime, I haven’t gotten any work done, I don’t have any fruit salad, my armpits are stinging like crazy, I smell smurfberrylicious and I’m waiting for my dog to crap all over my house… 
Tessa is having one seriously bad day. After agreeing to dress as a cheesy mascot at a convention for her boss, her clothes get stolen, she gets chased through a sinister parking garage, and her apartment gets broken into and turned upside down.

Gray, an off-duty police officer, can’t resist the sexy legs he sees in costume at a hotel convention. When he catches sight of her running for her life through a dark car lot, he's determined to find out what her story is and ends up promising to keep Tessa safe...even if that means taking her home with him.
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Excerpt:

Gray stepped outside of the hotel ballroom hoping the air would be cooler out there. He hated stuffy gatherings. Hell, he hated weddings. How two people could think they'd love each other forever was beyond him. Gray didn't do love. Which was why he was stag at a co-worker's wedding. He'd originally planned to invite Monique, but several months back she'd become demanding and talked about moving into his place with hearts and flowers in her eyes. So he'd ended it. Deep down, he'd known that she didn't really want him. She wanted any warm body that would take care of her. She had slowly been trying to mold him into some GQ tycoon, telling him what to wear, how to act, and even going as far as telling him what he needed to do career-wise.

A loud crash on the other side of the hall caught Gray's attention. In the open ballroom across the way he saw legs. Glorious legs in strappy high heels. The beautiful legs were tangled on the floor and attached to an ass that was just as gorgeous. After taking a closer look, Gray realized that above the amazing ass was an enormous, white light bulb-shaped head with blue googly eyes. It had blonde hair and wore a glittery purple hat. The tangled-up legs and heels were flailing around in a pile of what looked like empty light bulb boxes. Several gentlemen nearby were quick to help Legs get her feet beneath her. From their smiles and laughter he could tell that they were all quite happy to be of assistance. Gray didn't blame them.

He watched Legs find her balance in those high heels, and with a little wiggle and tug of her skirt she went on her way.

About The Author:

Edie Hart was born in the Northwest suburbs of Chicago, where she now resides with her husband, two children, dog, and three cats. After spending her childhood making up stories in her head, she finally decided to put them on paper. What came of it was her first novella, One Bad Day. Edie is a die-hard romantic and believes that everyone deserves to be loved unconditionally—both in print and real life. 

Edie also admits that "Edie Hart" is a pen name and an alter ego to an otherwise boring wife and mother. Edie is 20 pounds lighter, loves to skydive, travels to foreign places, and is a total sex kitten as compared to the uninteresting other half who is none of those things.

In reality the counterpart of Edie is a lackluster 40-something-year-old, whose main goal is to keep The Big One (The Boy) from torturing The Little One (The Girl). This week he hit her in the head with a 12-pack of Juicy Juice. Last week he left ravioli handprints on the back of her white T-shirt. The week before that he told her she was adopted and she believed him.

To learn more about her, and find out what The Big One and The Little One are up to, visit her via her 

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32 comments:

  1. This sounds good! Thanks for the giveaway.

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      I hope you enjoy my book. : )

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  2. I was cracking up at the description of her bad day. I know those days all too well. In fact, yesterday morning, as I rolled my eyes, I said "Great, it's gonna be one of those days." I can't wait to read this. I like how you wrote humor into it, and perhaps the next time I have one of those days, I'll laugh it off. :) Also love alpha males, so really looking forward to that as well.

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    1. I agree Leslie - I've had a few of those days myself.

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    2. I think everyone has one of those days at one time or another. You can laugh or cry. I prefer to laugh. ; )

      I hope you enjoy the book.

      : )

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  3. My that is a bad day. I have had some very similar.

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    1. I hope you think of me the next time you have a bad day and laugh about it. : )

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  4. I hate bad days but I guess we all have them. I've had my share.
    I haven't read this author yet but the excerpt is good. My TBR stash is growing every day just the way I like it.
    Thanks :)
    Lori

    lorih824 at yahoo dot com

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      I hope you like my book. : )

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  5. Thanks so much for hosting Edie today Heather :)

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  6. My bad day this week happened on Monday. Got to work realized that I had a glob of toothpaste on my BLACK shirt. If that wasn't bad enough I add some milk from my breakfast to it.

    Heather

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    1. Toothpaste is the worst on a black shirt. Add milk and I'm sure you had a nice sticky shirt. : )

      Thanks for having me Heather!

      Hope the rest of your week is toothpaste and milk free (clothing-wise).

      : )

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  7. Congratulations on the publication of One Bad Day! It sounds like a fun book. Great post. Love your sense of humor. Thanks for sharing.

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  8. Yep...sounds like days that I have quite often unfortunatly. I am a very clumsy person with very bad luck!

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    1. I hope you laugh instead of cry. : )

      Hopefully this week is "bad-luck free" for you. ; )

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  9. I have had soooo many of THOSE days, I should just change my name to Doomed. I would be just tickled to read about someone whose DAY ended happily. It sounds like there is going to be quite a bit of humor in this books and that is high on my "must have" list.

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    1. I hope my book makes you smile after one of your bad days.

      : )

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  10. One Bad Day? Oh yeah!! My type of book to read!! Sounds SO GOOD!! Thank you so much for this amazing giveaway!!!

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    1. Thanks for stopping by and for being so excited about the giveaway.

      I hope you enjoy my book.

      : )

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    2. YAY!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! I can't believe I was one of the winners!!! I am so excited!! Now I can buy your book and read it!! I'm so looking forward to reading it!!!
      THANK YOU Edie Hart and Books Books & more Books!!! YOU ALL ROCK!!!

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  11. Thanks for the giveaway and for sharing with us. I hate it when the store doesn't have any good fruit and you have to go somewhere else, and bags breaking can be really bad. Sorry so many things happened at once and hope you are having better luck now.

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    1. My days have been much better lately, thank you. : )

      Thank you for stopping by.

      May the store always have good fruit for you. ; )

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  12. This was so amusing to read. I loved reading about the terror of a day of fails. Feel like I go through those a lot of the time. Not that bad luckily but still damn. Little bad things like those are usually funny to read or write about. Because nothing like a little chaos to help someone develop just right. Interesting book :D

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    1. You are right.

      Chaos makes a person stronger and helps them appreciate when the bags don't break on a good day. ; )

      I'm glad you liked it.

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  13. Loved reading about your bad day!:-) I have not had any that bad, but if I had been you, I would have grabbed a bottle of wine, a book and spent a couple of hours in a bubble bath! Thank you for the giveaway and may you never have another day quite as bad!!
    Bonnie Hilligoss - bonhill@speakeasy.net

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    1. Thanks Bonnie!

      Next time I will take your advice. A bubble bath sounds like the perfect way to end a bad day.

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  14. liked the excerpt thanks for the giveaway! - regnod(at)yahoo(d0t)com

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    1. Glad you like it!

      Thanks for stopping by.

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