My Week In Review: Featuring Cameos by Ninjas, Hamsters, Man Titty, and The Hoff

As you might have gathered from my previous posts, I tend to be a wee bit obsessed with music. And strippers. And flounder paddles. I have yet to find all three of those combined in one video on Youtube. *side note: Get your shit together, Youtube. Clearly you’re lacking in this department.* But anywho, I thought I’d recap my random observations this week with the appropriate music videos. Because ya know, I live to terrify you with my random observations and David Hasselhoff singing and doing the splits.

Kung Fury

Without question my biggest highlight this week was having Pinterest recommend the theme song from Kung Fury to me. Because obviously Pinterest GETS ME. *side note: Get your shit together, Youtube. Clearly you’re lacking in this department too. Occasionally throwing me a bone with drag queen performance clips will keep you in my affections only so long* But I digress. When I heard that Kung Fury had gotten the green light, well, I might have squeed myself a little bit. I’ve been a huge fan since they first launched the Kickstarter for it. To find out more about the epic gem click here. In the meantime, bask in the glory of David Hasselhoff and lazer dinos.

My Ninja Theme Song

I can never watch ninja movies/ music videos without my mind drifting to what my own ninja theme song should be. Because ya know, why go for the covert ninja attack when you can choreograph it with cannon blasts, oiled strippers repelling from the rafters (for distractive purposes), and rocket-propelled rabid hamsters. Not that I’ve put a lot of thought into this or anything...

I can't imbed this video, so here's the handy dandy link if you want to check out my snazzy ninja theme song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=umAL-6-j1Ew

Man Titty

Me and one of my writer buds, Amie Stuart, were looking through the stock photo sites for an upcoming project we’re working on. We both lamented the sad lack of great man titty images. *side note: get your shit together, stock image sites. We need more awesome man titty and less skeevy/potential serial killers. TYVM.* I tried to find a titty ditty that featured the male variety, but sadly that was lacking too. *side note: Youtube, get your shit together. What are you, in cahoots with stock image sites? Damn you both to hell for your blatant disregard of titty equality.* In the meantime, here’s the NOT MALE BOOB SONG.

New Cover Hawtness

Speaking of covers, the fabulicious Kelly Rubidoux, AKA Kelly Apple, just put the finishing touches on the cover for Frisky Business—the upcoming 3^rd book in my Perfect Chemistry world. You can check out the cover and soundtrack inspiration over on Pinterest.  I’m just starting to put that board together, but if you’ve been following the slowly evolving sparky love/hate relationship between Jane and Jack, I think you’ll agree this song pretty much sums them up to a T.

Can't imbed this one either, but you can find it here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iErNRBTPbEc

Lumberjacks

Full disclosure here, there’s pretty much NOT a week that I don’t think about lumberjacks. I mean, usually they’re hot, bearded, look good in flannel, and make inappropriate innuendos about hardwood. *side note: I don’t really know if the wood innuendo part is true, but if I was a lumberjack I wouldn’t let that shit pass me by, so I assume it’s true.* This song is actually going on a book soundtrack as the theme song for an upcoming hero of mine. Naturally, he’ll drop dirty innuendos like an eager beaver going to town on some hardwood.

Annnnnnd of course I picked another video I can't imbed. Check it out here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A52p9jc-gOo

So there you have it! My musical recap of my week. What song best describes a moment from your life?

Oh! I’d be remiss if I didn’t do a little pimping of my latest release, Dylan. It’s part of The Sons of Dusty Walker—a series I co-wrote with Sable Hunter, Desiree Holt, and Randi Alexander. You can find our entire series on Amazon: http://amzn.to/1F1gVmp. You can also check out my book soundtrack on Pinterest.

Secrets and lies—the legacy of Dylan Walker’s existence. Ashamed of his status as a bastard son, Dylan found solace and a sense of identity as the lead bass guitarist for Truckstop Pickup. But with one phone call, his world is shaken to its core. Summoned to Kansas after the death of his father, Dylan discovers he has three brothers he knew nothing about. Reeling from that earth-shattering revelation, he figures life can’t throw him a bigger curveball. Until fate puts him face-to-face with the woman his heart refuses to forget...and her little boy. Who just happens to bear a striking resemblance to Dylan.

Never love a musician. That’s always been Zoe Chapman’s number one motto. Daughter of a legendary country star, she knew that truth better than anyone. Then she’d met Dylan. He’d stripped her of her defenses, and she’d fallen. Hard. Now he’s back in her world. A living, breathing, too-sinful-for-words personification of everything she’s ever wanted. And can never have. Only Dylan is dead set on becoming a permanent fixture in their son's life. Determined to make her part of the package deal, he works at breaking down her walls again, and her resistance is slipping faster than her panties.

But there’s another secret Zoe’s hiding. And it could end up pushing Dylan away from her forever.

Short shorts and Soundtrack Super Twins

Hello all you Lust With a Laughers! I'm currently tearing my hair out getting everything ready for my trip to the Romantic Times Convention in Dallas. If you're attending be sure to flag me down and say hi! I'll be the frazzled blonde who's constantly mumbling something about needing an intravenous feed of caffeine. Actually, that probably describes at least half of the con attendees, so maybe just look for my badge. Anywho, today I'm sharing a post that the fabulous Selena Illyria and I did for Magical Musings a while back. I hope you enjoy a tiny peek into the madness that is our writing process!

Jodi: When the awesomesauce Mary Hughes invited us to blog together, well, we were slightly concerned aliens might have bodysnatched her. It’s always a huge risk allowing me and Selena to cohabitate web space together. Garden gnome armies invade Detroit. Godzilla attacks the Jersey Shore. Exotic male dancers shape-shift into Yetis and make us waffles and bacon.

Selena: Unicorns invade Texas and have a cake decorating contest. Shape-shifting squirrels try and take over the White House to demand the world’s nut supply. Bees try to…wait…wait…they haven’t done anything yet. Whew.

Jodi: Okay, I’m failing to see the problem here.

Selena: Me neither. Does this mean we get pancakes and waffles for life? Cause I could be down with that.

Jodi: As always, you’re the voice of reason, Super Twin. No wonder our brains are so in sync! What? It’s not as terrifying as it seems.

Selena: I am? When did this happen? Oh my god! Someone has taken over my body and me…*shudder* I’m…sane. Make it stop, Super Twin!

Jodi: Oh my God, first the aliens got Mary, and now you too! *prepares my tin foil hat just in case* But on the bright side, at least the aliens will never take our outstanding taste in music from us. Your Musical Monday picks always get a big Thumbs up from me. In fact, several of them have ended up on my book soundtracks. And that’s something we both are a bit fanatical about—soundtracking our books. Is that something you’ve always done?

Selena: Not always. At first I needed quiet but then I couldn’t get in the mood you know? So I had to find a song that would say everything I wanted to say in that scene, only then it turned into more than one song and well…yeah.

Jodi: Same here! Nothing inspires me and gets me rooted into a story like music. My characters have even gotten me to listen to stuff I normally wouldn’t even listen to. *cough* Disco *cough* What’s the craziest or out of the norm song that’s ever inspired you?

Selena: Disco? Whaaaa? Super Twin you did not put on a polyester suit and start singing Stayin Alive did you? I won’t judge, promise.

*Jodi discreetly removes her polyester leisure suit*

Selena: Okay, so it’s weird but I listen to metal or rock to write sex scenes. Like Chevelle’s The Red really gets me in the mood to write sex scenes. Are we still PG? Is this PG?

Jodi: Pretty sure this is as PG as we get! And you think that’s weird? Remember you’re talking to the chick who choreographs love scenes to banjo tunes. But you’ve gotta admit that this cover of Anaconda by Postmodern Jukebox is effin’ outstanding. But I digress. I learn something new about you every day, Super Twin! I mentioned disco, but probably the craziest musical inspiration I ever had was visualizing an entire book world off of the song, Will You Follow Me, by Rob Dougan. That book world eventually became my Thieves of Aurion series. Speaking of inspiring…*drools as I stare at the cover of Selena’s latest Bachelor Auction book.* Your werewolf hero, Brandon, has some seriously inspiring…abs. What? I am so behaving! Just curious, does Brandon have particular song he grooves to? (Hopefully buck naked).

Selena: Hmmm, *checks playlist* one song that comes to mind is Kongos- Come With Me Now. You have some seriously HOT men in your Fictional harem. What does Logan like to groove to? Hopefully while cleaning with only an apron on…

Jodi: Weeeellll, Logan has been known to Swiffer his heart out while shaking his money-maker to Howlin’ For You, by The Black Keys. I just wish he wouldn’t insist on actually howling along with the song. The neighbors are beginning to complain. But you know what would be SUPER INSPIRING? If Brandon and Logan dance to Christina Aguilera’s Your Body while wearing short shorts!

Selena: Oh! Oh! Yes! *gets the camera ready* We’ll want to use for blackmail…I mean posterity later…yeah.

Jodi: And that’s why we’re Super Twins. *prepares for the garden gnome army*

Jodi Redford pens wicked hot tales when not surfing the interwebs for sexy male eye candy, strictly for research purposes, of course.


The Seven Year Witch (That Old Black Magic Book 2)
 
After this much foreplay, something’s bound to combust.

As head mistress of Beaumont coven house, Clarissa Miles has perfected two things: keeping her sister witches from accidently turning innocent bystanders into toads, and resisting the sexy overtures of her familiar, werewolf Logan Scott.

But her resolve is vanishing—fast. Seven years ago she sold her soul to save her father, and that contract is coming due. The allure of spending her last days indulging in some dirty, naked loving is too tempting to resist.

Logan has patiently ridden out the past seven years, content to do Clarissa’s bidding and ignoring his consuming need to mark her as his. Now that the ban on witch/familiar fraternizing has been lifted, he’s off the leash and ready to launch a full-on sensual assault on her defenses. They’re destined mates, and he’ll do whatever it takes to convince her.

It’s delightfully easy to get her in bed. Get at her heart? Not so much. Especially when a deadly predator stakes its claim on her…and Logan faces a battle not only to win her heart, but save her soul.
Warning: This book contains a villain with more personalities than Sybil, a witch in search of redemption and a dirty-talking werewolf hell-bent on claiming his mate in every wicked, sexy way possible. Spontaneous howling may occur.



Selena Illyria–a multi-published author, part vampire, part pixie who was born with a need to write and enable.

Goal: A Mate (Bachelor Auction Book 2)  

When you meet your true mate, you’ve got to take the shot…

Werewolf Pack Princess Kelly is overwhelmed with her new business, trouble with the rival cat shifters, and trying to ignore the attraction to her best friend’s younger brother. By bidding on Brandon in the Bachelor Auction, she thought she was just doing him a favor, saving him from the craziness. But now that she’s won him, her wolf wants to mark him as her mate, and she’s starting to lose control. So when he whisks her away for his birthday weekend, how can she say no? Every kiss distracts her. Each caress sets her on fire. And every whiff of his scent makes her wolf want to take him where he stands.

As a former hockey player and werewolf, Brandon knows all about being pulled in different directions. And he knows exactly what he’s asking for when he pursues a relationship with the already overwhelmed Kelly. She may be five years older than he is, and the daughter of his pack’s Alpha, and his sister’s best friend and business partner, but none of that matters. There’s only one person he wants to spend his birthday with, and he’s not going to let her refuse. And when Brandon has his eye on the goal, there’s nothing that can stop him…

Back Door Santas and Kinky Clauses

In my eternal quest to be a permanent resident on Santa’s naughty list, I’ve gotten it into my head to write another dirty Christmas book. It’s a tough job, but someone’s gotta do it. Now as some of you may know, I’m a bit OCD about having to soundtrack all of my books, so I thought I’d share some of the gems that have helped put me in the proper holiday spirit.

This song pretty much sums up my hero. Also, it’d make a great title for one of “those” adult movies...


The title says it all.



These last three are EXTREMELY NSFW. I apologize for nothing.


I don't remember the original having these lyrics.


So wrong on so many levels. Okay, I totally laughed through all of it. >.>


An instant Christmas classic.



                                                                  Coming Soon

‘Tis the season to be naughty...

The only thing worse than the annual office Christmas party is attending the stinkin’ thing alone. Refusing to consign herself to that fate yet again, Marissa Wagner throws her normally sensible self aside and does what any newly adventurous—okay, desperate—woman in her shoes would do—she hires a male escort. But when he arrives for their pre-party introduction her situation goes from problem solved, to one holy whopper of a complication. Her paid-for dream man...is also her best friend’s brother.
  
Trig Campbell has been in the escorting biz long enough to realize there’s a risk of being set up with someone he knows. Never in a million years did he count on that person being Marissa. Out of all of Jane’s friends, Rissa’s always been the less wild of the bunch. Now that fate’s in his corner, he’s more than game to help her explore her bad girl side and play out every kinky fantasy they can. Getting past her doubts is no easy feat. Fortunately he knows a thing or two about cranking up the carnal heat, and soon he and Marissa embark on a week-long intensely erotic journey that leaves them both shaken and craving more. 

As their time together draws closer to an end, Trig is haunted by a question he’d never expected to face. What possible future can a gigolo offer a woman like Marissa? And can he let her go when the time comes? 

Warning: This book contains a player well-versed in the fine art of sin, a good girl who’s about to find out how delicious it is to be bad, enough kinky uses for a candy cane to make an elf blush, and verifiable proof that Santa does indeed come more than once a year.