Showing posts with label contest. Show all posts
Showing posts with label contest. Show all posts

Friday, May 29, 2009

Freudian Slip Friday

Freudian Slip's pub date is actually June 1, but I started getting reader emails (which I love!) that people had gotten their copies from Amazon already, and it was spotted in bookstores, so lo and behold, it's out.

One of my most loyal readers, who wrote me literally years ago after reading one of my books (I don't think she reads my blog, but in case . . . hi Debi!), and has kept in touch, buying each of my books, posted a review on Amazon that she liked the idea of God being a woman. And it reminded me that trouble is coming.

Because trust me, for all of the fantastic emails I am getting, SOMEONE will write me and take me to task for messing with the Bible. I know it's coming. I've been bracing for it ever since I started writing the book. I even have the "sacrilege" of a Sikh cabbie with a Catholic wife . . . and the cabbie tells my main character "God loves us all." I know someone will have a problem with that. Many people like to claim God as theirs. As if the Creator of the Universe, if there is one, can be owned by humans, co-opted, and dare I say understood by our finite little minds.

So it's coming. But in the meantime, I wrote the book about the power of hope and and love. Really and truly, it is the most hopeful book I have ever written in my entire life. If you have ever wanted to believe in guardian angels (in the form of Albert Einstein) meddling in our affairs . . . then here you go.

So it's contest time . . . I am giving away a signed copy of Freudian Slip, chosen by Demon Baby. So here's how it works. In the comments section, answer the Freudian Slip Friday Question of the Day . . . and Demon Baby will choose the winner. How does Demon Baby choose? I pull up the comments section like a line-up--a rogue's gallery, if you will. And he picks the picture he likes best, so hopefully, you have a nice smiling face. Though once before he chose someone with a picture of a stuffed animal in it. No picture? Well, I'll let him know he can pick someone without a picture, but in this totally nonscientific contest . . . anything can happen. I will say this, he does have an eye for the ladies. And his preschool girlfriend is blonde, so maybe that tips things. Who knows?

And so the Question of the Day is . . . of course, ripped off from the Actor's Studio.


If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?


The contest will end Sunday at 5:00 p.m. EST. Spread the word. Good luck . . . I'll let you know who Demon Baby picks on Monday morning.

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Strangest Thing Ever-CONTEST`

Okay writers (that's anyone who writes . . . pubbed or not) . . . a little contest. A copy of BLOOD SON to the writer who has done the "strangest thing ever . . ." in the name of research.

Yes . . . it's research time for me. I am researching plants. Nothing too strange there.

But . . . the strangest thing ever? In the name of research?

Watching an autopsy CD complete with slicing, dicing, and weighing the liver. I think that's the strangest thing I've ever done. Though I have recently been Googling "cyanide" so I hope I don't ever get arrested for murder as it will look might suspicious to the police if they check my Google searches (Big Brother is alive and well).

So..........spread the word. And share. What's the Strangest Thing Ever . . . .


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