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Thursday, June 9, 2011
8:01 PM | Posted by Maureen | | Edit Post
*Hector leans against the new bar, sliding his hand along its smooth surface. “So, dear Chance. Yer alter ego’s editor will be visitin’ taday?”
*Yup, and ya better behave. I bribed Jack off the ship wit’ two kegs a’ rum and me Tortuga Liquor Barn credit card.” She snickers. “Course, I didn’t tell ‘im it’s expired. The new one be locked in me new safe.” She grins at the tall pirate and winks.
*And he didn’t think ta check, a’ course.” He shakes his head and lifts his tankard. “Refill love?” As she tops him off he glances over the railing. “How’s this lass arrivin’?”
*I sent Deuce to get her. Not sure what is takin’ so long…” She glances at the hourglass.
*Hector grins crookedly.
Just then, a disturbance in the water to the port occurs and Deuce’s Harrier jet comes to a rest on the pier. A bouncing blonde leaps out, blowing a kiss to the Revenge’s personal pilot and looks up at the ship. Chance waves her aboard, putting a glass in her hand before she sits down.
*Heather takes a sip and fans her face. “The ship looks much smaller from the air!”
*Yeah, we get that a lot! Hector, this bit a’ loveliness be Heather Bennett, one of two brilliant entrepreneurs who founded Decadent Publishing. Don’t slobber on ‘er.”
*He shoots a superior look at Chance then elegantly bows before Heather, takes her hand and places a chaste kiss upon her knuckles. “Greatly pleased I am ta make yer acquaintance.”
*Heather smiles. “Likewise, Hector, though your reputation precedes you. I’ve been warned that you could charm the barnacles off a boat without much effort. Though, Jack had other words to describe you. Where is he anyway?”
*He’s off drinkin’, pity he’s missin’ a chance ta meet a lovely lady. Ya don’t need no barnacles scrubbed off ya, I be certain a’ that!” He winks.
*Chance sniffs at him then pulls out a second bottle of her cherished Kraken Rum and admires the label. “I so like this stuff.”
*Ya have an unhealthy appreciation a’ slimy things, lass.” Hector mumbles
*Explains why you’re here!” She spits back, then turns to Heather as she opens the bottle and tops of her glass, “Pardon us, we tend at bicker. So, I hear tell from me alter ego that yer one a’ two ladies who run this here publishing company… Decadent Publishing. How’d ya go about deciding ta dive inta such volatile waters. Wit’ the state a’ the written word, seems a risky voyage!”
*Hector breaks in, “Like the name, by the way.”
*Why, thank you Hector.” Heather smiles and winks at him, then raises her glass in a salute to Chance before downing a generous swig of rum. “Mmmm, Chance, this is delish. Can I take a bottle home with me?”
* I thinks I can manage a spare bottle fer ya.” Chance nods, looks around the bar before reaching far beneath it to haul out a sparkling bottle.
*Yes, Decadent Publishing has been a wild ride this past year. We started out with a handful of various romance single titles and have expanded like crazy. We now have everything from YA to non-fiction, from sweet romance to melt-your-Kindle erotica, a successful short story series call 1Night Stand and many 5star full length fiction books. We’re fortunate to have some very talented new authors, like that delightful Maureen O. Betita, and veteran authors such as Amanda McIntyre, Mari Freeman, Desiree Holt and Sahara Kelly who’ve submitted to us and written truly entertaining stories. Working with the creative community, and appreciating what they have to offer, is why my partner, Lisa and I dove into the stormy sea known as ‘publishing’.
*Can you top me off over here? My glass seems to be empty.”
* Happens a lot on this ship. Profession hazards a’ the pirates life!” Hector smiles and pours.
*We are looking for romances with characters who are, shall we say...more experienced? Romance between people 50yrs and older.” Heather shoots Chance a sly grin. “I heard Maureen say all that carnal knowledge adds flavor to the brew even if there’s a little dust on the bottle, if you know what I mean.” The editor raises her glass again before continuing. “We also want to put more pirates in to port at the Decadent pier, and we adore a gritty western. Of course, I wouldn’t turn down a good military romance. Somethin’ about a man in uniform…Um, when does Deuce come back?“
* He’s off parkin’ the jet, sure ta be back soon. The local harbormaster don’t like it when he clutters up the pier.” Chance sighs. “I do love flyin’ wit’ that lad!”
*Lisa and I are both fans of sci-fi romance. We are waiting for someone to drop a spectacular non-romance sci-fi in our laps, as well. Even a series. Linnea Sinclair is one of our Sci-fi writing favorites, so this has always been something we want to explore. We have a lot of people interested in speculative fiction of all kinds. I will admit to a schoolgirl crush on Han Solo.”
*Aye, Lisa be the one with the foresight ta snatch up me alter’s book. And there were something a’ the pirate in Han. Now, Lisa confided in Maureen back at RT, that her crush was on Keir Dullea 2001 A Space Odyssey.” She grins. “I remembers him! Don’t blame her at all!”
*Chance gestures the length of the bar, stacked with trays of succulent sweets. “Oh, feel free to snack. Ya might recognize one a’ the bar specialties. We have double stuffed Twinkies. The captain frowned on me settin’ them on fire, save fer publication days, so they ain’t flamin’. There be the captain’s no calorie brownies and those strawberries? Aye, they be hollowed out and filled with chocolate liquor!” She winks at Heather.
*Why, Chance, have you pirated my signature shot?” Heather laughs. “I served them to our crew at the Romance Times convention. It’s one of my favorite decadent treats.”
*Hector pops a Twinkie in his mouth. “I’m in that book, ya know.”
*No, yer not! Shut yer gob!” Chance smacks him, then hands him a napkin. “Now, Heather, me alter tole me how she’s proud ta be part a The Read for a Cure. I understand this is a cause dear ta yer heart. With all the nonsense earlier this month, ‘bout how romance is bad for women…good ta see that romance is really all ‘bout a cure! Can ya explain more ‘bout this cause and how yer involved?”
*Bad for women? Huh. Wonder if they’d say the same thing if a woman read Stephen King or Barry Eisler, Emily Dickenson or Edgar Allen Poe.” Heather snorts. “Just because a woman appreciates a deep, emotionally satisfying story--or even a light, sexy story--doesn’t mean she’s an addict or has unrealistic expectations. Heck, I know men who are exactly like some of the male leads in my favorite stories; flawed, human, have a great sense of humor, and are sexy as the day is long.
*Sometimes, when real life concerns like brigadiers, rum shortages and nuclear meltdowns get a girl down, we need to have a mental escape into a world where conflict can be resolved and a happy ending is guaranteed. It keeps is sane and gives us an hour or two of joy, maybe some laughs and an adventure in a foreign country or alternate dimension. Nothing wrong with that.”
*Read For a Cure is a Decadent Publishing program that benefits the American Cancer Society Relay For Life. We donate all publisher coin for one book each month to Relay. Since Lisa and I have both lost people very close to us to the disease, it was a natural fit for us. My mom lost 2 brothers within a year, and my father died within that same time period. It’s not an enemy you can swing a sword at, so we fight this way. Our crew page is here.
*Tis a terrible affliction. I be fortunate it don’t run in me family, but others…” Chance shakes her head. “Seems ya hear ‘bout someone ya know bein’ handed that sentence far too often.” She glances at Hector, who’s looking away and fighting not to let a tear drop.
*Here, Hector, blow yer nose, ya soft-hearted lout.” Chance sets a box of Kleenex on the bar and then ducks below the bar. The sound of a loud sniff or two rises before she reappears. “Well, okay. So, good month ta buy The Kraken’s Mirror. Got it! Ya got anything else ya’d like ta say to the crew? They’ll be shovin’ in soon and no doubt be askin’ questions and makin’ wildly inappropriate comments.” She leans close. “We do that. Can I count on ya to stop by and respond? They gets cranky when our guests disappear inta the hold with the hotties.”
*Aye, cuts inta their time in the hold with the hotties.” Hector pockets the Kleenex and empties his tankard. He looks up as Deuce strolls in…
*Heather pats the seat next to her and the pilot takes a seat. “As long as I have such good looking people to keep me company”—she wrenches her gaze away from Deuce’s devilish grin and graciously waves a conciliatory hand at her tablemates—“I’ll stick around for sure. The view from here is…inspiring.”
So, crew, feel free to interrogate Heather today. I’m hoping we get an influx of other Decadent authors and editors as we get this Friday party underway!
And I’m curious, what cause would you support if your treasure ship pulled in this morning? Aside from the standard, I’d support something about keeping the Caribbean healthy… And helping out animal shelters. Because I’m just that way!
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