Cynthia D’Alba answers….Yello (Southern for Hello. Southern translations will be provided as needed)
Donnell: Sorry, I was calling Progresso soups. Who’s this?
Cyndi… Who do you think it is? Your ghost writer?
Donnell: I’m calling because your soup says it only has 100 calories per can.
Cyndi: And I’m telling there isn’t a damn thing in the world that tastes decent with only 100 calories. Donnell, is this you? How many times have I told you to erase my phone number from your contacts?
Donnell: Well, guess what, girlfriend. I’m not erasing your phone number. What are you going to do about it? Oh, and by the way, I don’t have, or need, a ghost writer.
Cyndi: Well, I guess that means I’ll keep calling you every time I write my characters into a totally unsolvable corner.
Donnell: Oh, like when your editor told you to rewrite the ending to Texas Tango and you called me all whiny and bitchy?
Cyndi: I did not whine. I might have bitched a little, but just a little.
Donnell: **Snorts into the phone**
Cyndi: Did you just snort in my ear?
Donnell: Of course not. Now, let’s go back to how I talked you off the ledge by helping you come up with a totally new ending for your book. What was the title again?
Donnell: Right. Did ever sell that book?
Cyndi: *Sighs* Yes, Donnell. Remember? My editor loved the new ending. Texas Tango came out two days ago.
Donnell: Really? That’s great. Um, remind me what Texas Tango is about.
Cyndi: In a nutshell, Their wedding might be fake, but there’s no faking the mutual attraction.
Donnell: Sounds great. What’s the book blurb?
Dr. Caroline Graham is happy with her nomadic lifestyle fulfilling short-term medical contracts. No emotional commitments, no disappointments. She’s always the one to walk away, never the one left behind. But now her great-uncle is gone and her grandmother is on her deathbed, more concerned about Caroline’s lack of a husband than her own demise. What’s the harm in a little white lie? If a wedding will give her grandmother peace, then a wedding she shall have.
Travis Montgomery has one dream left—to build the ranch he and his wife planned before he lost her to cancer. There’s just one thing standing between him and the last bit of acreage he needs—a last living heir who has one traveling foot out the door…and an unusual request that challenges his determination to never again place his heart at risk. The land he wants in exchange for a faux marriage. Everyone wins. Until things start to snowball…and the hearts they stand to lose are their own.
Warning: This book contains a tortured widower who doesn’t want a wife and an independent doctor who doesn’t want a husband. Hot stuff between the sheets and failed efforts to avoid emotional involvements.
Donnell: Do I get a free copy?
Donnell: Can our blog visitors at least win something today?
Cyndi: You know it. In the spirit of Christmas sneaking up on us, I’ll pick among the comments for someone to take home a western-themed ornament. Here’s just a sample…
Should have asked Cyndi if I got one of her homemade trinkets she's been killing herself making for her readers, but I know, I know....they're for all of you. Aren't they adorable?
So in order to be entered in the drawing to win Texas Tango, answer this: Have you ever told a white lie? Did it work out or did it backfire?
Cyndi, always a pleasure -- and with results like these, I'll brainstorm with you any day.
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