Kitzbühel, Austria – This afternoon I heard more Russian spoken than German but it’s still an Alpine paradise. Not far away, in Munich, Oktoberfest is underway, here in the Alps, every village has its ‘Almabtrieb’ festivities, a sure sign of summer giving way to fall. Strange that the traditional Trachtmode has become high fashion once again…the Munich elite paying thousands of Euros for Dirndls that are worn once a year. My favorite store here in Kitz is Gössl…
And then of course there are the Manly Austrians…
What a beautiful part of the world. I’ll be in Provence next week. Tough life but hey… 😉
Continuing a prolonged traipse through Europe, and found this advertisement VERY amusing. In the caption, the woman in the mirror thinks, “I wonder where she found that dress???” 😉
…on her first date with Sean…
They met briefly the evening before in New York City and never got around to exchanging phone numbers or even last names. But by the time Lydia arrived home a message was waiting on her answering machine…a virile and fearless European aristocrat named Sean Berwick, inviting a citified cowgirl to lunch. She thought no but said yes. And spent the intervening hours crafting a casual seduction. This is what she wore…
Still waiting for my EBook cover artwork to be finished, whiling away a SLC summer evening at the Rio Grande Cafe…killer salsa but the real drawing card is the playlist:
What’s scary is, I know all the B-SIDES! C’mon, let’s play a game. Which songs are the following lyrics cherry picked from:
“I’m goin’ to Montana just to throw the hoolihan…”
“Sad to say, I’m on my way…won’t be back for many a day…”
No googling, leave your answers as comments and perhaps I can wrangle a gratis copy of my book for the romance lovers among you! August 31st target date!
Picking up a friend at SLC airport the other day and who did I see?
Now THAT is a special welcome home. I’ve purchased a lot of romance novels over the years but not once have I brought one home with Mr. sPECtacular on the cover, which is kind of like jogging through a downpour without getting wet. But I DID come across a fabulously, wickedly funny ‘best of Fabio’ blog post courtesy the Red Pen of Doom. FTA:
“He does possess a manly chest, and a chiseled chin, and it is wrong to say that he has a mullet, because his hair is like Samson, longer and stronger than a mere trailer park Camaro cut.”
Enjoy the whole post here, along with some eye candy!
Trying frantically to keep up with my gorgeous teenage niece, I am now the proud owner of an I-phone 5. The teenager also, graciously, accompanied me to the nearest Apple Store for a tutorial, though I had the feeling she could have taught the tutor a thing or two. Yes, Siri is ‘kewl’ but what impressed me most was the panorama picture function which I used recently to capture a still standing section of “The Wall” in Berlin…
Now my niece is also tutoring me in the world of Twitter, and as much as the idea used to turn me off, I am now fascinated by the connections made in such a short while. For instance, a fellow romance writer tweeted that her book has just been published in German…and indeed I found the title in a downtown Berlin bookstore! A sample of our correspondence!
Suddenly it seems I have a friend I’ve never met. Pen Pals, we used to call them. Frighteningly, IC that Twitter lingo comes surprisingly easily 2 me, and my creative juices started flowing. My niece is surely thinking right now, “I taught my Aunt to tweet and all I got in return was this stupid “Twitterick”…
A twittering teenie (so sweet)!
Tried to tutor her Auntie to tweet
NTS now IC,
And remember UR what you tweet!
Incidentally, the French have their own twitter shortcuts, including SVP (S’il vous plait) and RAHV, which translates loosely to LOL. Eva Douglas, dragged kicking and screaming into the 21st century! (TMB!)
Wow! I just sent the information away for my Ebook cover artwork, including some sample images of the ‘mood and emotion I hope to evoke’. Take a look at what’s going on in my brain right at the moment. A mixture of this:
And… (OMG!) This…
OK, Daniel Craig melts…my…butter. And when you read my book you’ll understand exactly which mental pictures were swirling around in my head as I wrote, feverishly at times. I can’t wait to see what the artists do with this, will post the finished product as soon as it arrives!