Book Birthday Bash with Sidney Bristol! Cake! Prize! Vlogs!
I adore Sidney Bristol! I have a major girl crush on her. There I said it. 😛 She’s clever, gorgeous, has a great fashion sense (retro doll like me!) snarky and BONUS! she is a Dr. Pepper fiend too. We bonded over our love of hot boys and cold soda <g> And she writes! I love her dialogue and the heart in her books… and the steam *blush*
Today is Sidney’s Book Birthday for Bound With Pearls available NOW from Ellora’s Cave! We are celebrating with virtual cake and Sidney is giving away the goodies too. 😉
She tells us her dream book birthday vs. the reality <g> and she also vlogged especially for us! She made me blush with one of them cause it’s SOOOoooooo stinkin’ sweet! One of the nicest things anyone’s done for me ever! I’d hug her and squeeze her if this wasn’t in virtual land.
♥ Wish her a happy book birthday and tell us how you’d spend your dream day to be entered for a digital copy of Bound With Pearls
+ a $10 gift card to Amazon/B&N/or Ellora’s Cave (winner’s choice)
♥ Book Birthday ♥
by Sidney Bristol
I just deleted several lines of, “OMG!!!!!!!” and, “I Can’T BELIEVe my BOOK is out TODAYYYYY!!!!!” I have to be somewhat professional, right? I mean, I can’t say I’m a brand new author anymore. It’s been a whole year and five books so I’m a teeny bit seasoned.
Right! Professionalism. I has it. How about a video to introduce myself since I clearly cannot type without squealing.
The other week I was chatting with a non-writer friend of mine. ((It seems like all my friends are divided into Writer and Non-Writer categories)) This friend, let’s call her Kate, was politely inquiring about Bound with Pearls, the book that’s releasing today. She asked what special things I had planned for my release day, and what I was going to do to celebrate.
I kind of laughed at this in my head. ((It’s not polite to laugh in her face. I’m southern. Which means I”ll just say, “Bless your heart,” and move on.))
Here’s what my friend thought my day would be like:
9am – wake up from a call from my…er…some book person who thinks I’m super important to tell me that my book is now on sale and people love it.
10am – breakfast, or something similar, in the company of a person who looks like a cover model and thinks I’m hysterical.
11am – nodding and smiling and replying to loving fan mail while eating celebratory cake.
12pm – nap time.
1pm – book people check in again, this time name an assumption of the thousands of dollars I’m making.
2pm – write a little, while being seranaded by a painist and concert violinist for the benefit of my muse.
5pm – after a long writing day, dinner at a posh restaurant in the company of at least four attractive male cover models and other book people who have flown in for this momentous occasion.
9pm – cocktails and cake.
10pm – book release party, because a party beginning at 10pm makes sense on a weeknight.
4am – fall into bed, probably with someong hot and sexy.
And that’s the fantasy. Here’s the reality of my day:
7:30am – look at alarm, realize I’ve overslept. Throw on clothes, grab laptop and buzz off to work.
8am – begin ADJ.
8:30am – peek in at The Book Tart.
9am – book goes live on the Ellora’s Cave site, I hurriedly paste the link everywhere, schedule a few tweets, put it on Facebook and check in with The Book Tart.
9:15am – work like crazy, answer phones, work email, DO NOT LOOK AT PERSONAL LAPTOP! DON’T DO IT!
9:45am – look at personal laptop, fingers itch to check email, twitter, The Book Tart and Facebook.
9:50am – Noon – Spend this time in a constant yoyo of peeking at personal laptop and doing work.
12pm – OMG LUNCH AND SO MANY THINGS TO CHECK! MUST DO IT ALL!
12:30pm – drag self away from laptop and back to work, whimpering at all the unread emails, the tweets not sent and Facebook stuff not oogled.
12:30pm – 4:30pm – Continue a constant yoyo of working and wanting to desperately look at blogs, check my release day numbers, etc.
4:30pm – leave work and speed home, hopefully avoid getting a ticket.
5pm – begin evening blitz of being EVERYWHERE!!! Email! Twitter! Blogs! Facebook!
Midnight – drag self to bed, realize I haven’t eaten, shove something in my mouth and fall into bed.
Isn’t being a writer glorious? I wouldn’t trade it for anything, except maybe a cabana boy and an extra day a week to write. It still blows my mind that there are people out here who let me do what I love doing. Today marks the release of my fifth book, and I couldn’t be more excited.
I’ve already shared a little about Bound with Pearls and some facts about pearls, which are indeed a focal point of the book. It’s hot, sexy and a little kinky. ((Okay, a lot kinky, won’t lie!))
Why don’t we take a break from me and talk about how awesome my host is?
5 Reasons Why The Book Tart Rocks!
And now for a semi-hard sell. Here’s a PG rated excerpt from my book, Bound with Pearls, as read by me, and assisted by my cat, Mario. I throw a really awful content warning line in there…
More Sidney! More! More More! 😀
It can never be said that Sidney Bristol has had a ‘normal’ life. She is a recovering roller derby queen, former missionary, and tattoo addict. She grew up in a motor-home on the US highways (with an occasional jaunt into Canada and Mexico), traveling the rodeo circuit with her parents. Sidney has lived abroad in both Russia and Thailand, working with children and teenagers. She now lives in Texas where she splits her time between a job she loves, writing, reading and belly dancing.
The last thing Christine wants to do is another favor for her sister, but Lucy always gets what she wants. This time it’s Chris playing sub to a demanding Dom. Their relationship begins with a power exchange and progresses to time spent between the sheets. Now emotions are getting complicated and the Dom isn’t just a hunky guy in black.Daniel’s expectations are turned upside down when he meets Chris. She’s more than a well-trained submissive. She’s a woman with a body he wants to memorize. He’s willing to spend as much time as it takes to learn her, because she might be his match and his muse. He’ll make her come so hard he’s imprinted on every inch, and then he’ll offer her the most precious thing he can, himself.