GUEST POST by EDIE HART
A Day In The Life of Edie Hart During The Summer
Hi. Thanks for having me today.
I know many people think that the life of a romance writer is glamorous. I know in my case that’s not true at all. Most days I think I’m losing my mind. 😉
My day starts with the alarm going off at 7:30. I turn off the alarm, roll over and go back to sleep. Then, The Boy comes in and asks me a question where I mumble something and roll over. This is followed by The Girl asking a question where again I mumble something and roll over.
After that The Crabby Old Lady Kitty begins to howl… and howl… and howl. I get up, go into the bathroom and turn on the faucet. The cat stops howling.
I leave the bathroom and make my way downstairs. I find both children in the kitchen eating cookies and ice cream to which they inform me “You said it was okay”.
I grumble and make my way to my “desk” (the ottoman in our family room) and log in. I become distracted by email and lose track of time. My stomach growls and I realize that I haven’t eaten breakfast.
I head to the kitchen with the intention of eating something healthy. By now, my monsters – er, kids have found something else to do leaving a huge mess in the kitchen. I clean up after the kids and decide screw the healthy breakfast. I sneak moose tracks frozen yogurt out of the freezer and eat it straight from the carton while standing in front of the open freezer door just in case one of the kids catch me.
I finish my breakfast and sit down at my “desk” to get ready to work. I check facebook and again am distracted until I hear the mailman. I love the mailman. He brings stuff right to my house like santa. 🙂
I run outside and grab the mail and dart back inside with all my goodies.
After going through the mail (why the heck is the water bill so freakin high?), I realize that I’m still in my cookie monster pajamas and hope that none of the neighbors noticed.
I go upstairs to get dressed and notice that I left the faucet on and the cat is long gone. I turn off the faucet and have to think for a moment. Why did I come upstairs again? I remember I need to get dressed.
I get dressed and go back down to get to work. After watching the baby robins outside the window I spend some time googling random information about robins.
I realize that nothing is getting done so I settle myself down and get to work. I get immersed in my story when the kids come out of hiding demanding food.
I fix the kids some lunch, clean up after them and send them off so I can eat more frozen yogurt out of the carton.
At this point, I realize the kids haven’t been outside all day so the kids, the dog and I go for a long walk.
After coming back from the walk, I sit down to work. The Girl stays in the room to color and talks incessantly. I mumble “Uh huh” at appropriate intervals.
Then hubby comes home from work which results in a scramble to find The Boy’s baseball uniform.
We go to the baseball game where I take all kinds of pictures.
After the game is over, we come home. The kids scavenge for something to eat and I sit down and check email.
Hubby and I put the kids to bed together and then I sneak down to the kitchen to eat more frozen yogurt.
Then I go to bed, ready to start it all over the next day.
I have to say, that’s not my idea of glamour. 😉
**Blurb of “One Bad Day”: Tessa is having one seriously bad day. After agreeing to dress as a cheesy mascot at a convention for her boss, her clothes get stolen, she gets chased through a sinister parking garage, and her apartment gets broken into and turned upside down.
Gray, an off-duty police officer, can’t resist the sexy legs he sees in costume at a hotel convention. When he catches sight of her running for her life through a dark car lot, he’s determined to find out what her story is and ends up promising to keep Tessa safe…even if that means taking her home with him.
**Excerpt of “One Bad Day”: Gray stepped outside of the hotel ballroom hoping the air would be cooler out there. He hated stuffy gatherings. Hell, he hated weddings. How two people could think they’d love each other forever was beyond him. Gray didn’t do love. Which was why he was stag at a co-worker’s wedding. He’d originally planned to invite Monique, but several months back she’d become demanding and talked about moving into his place with hearts and flowers in her eyes. So he’d ended it. Deep down, he’d known that she didn’t really want him. She wanted any warm body that would take care of her. She had slowly been trying to mold him into some GQ tycoon, telling him what to wear, how to act, and even going as far as telling him what he needed to do career-wise.
A loud crash on the other side of the hall caught Gray’s attention. In the open ballroom across the way he saw legs. Glorious legs in strappy high heels. The beautiful legs were tangled on the floor and attached to an ass that was just as gorgeous. After taking a closer look, Gray realized that above the amazing ass was an enormous, white light bulb-shaped head with blue googly eyes. It had blonde hair and wore a glittery purple hat. The tangled-up legs and heels were flailing around in a pile of what looked like empty light bulb boxes. Several gentlemen nearby were quick to help Legs get her feet beneath her. From their smiles and laughter he could tell that they were all quite happy to be of assistance. Gray didn’t blame them.
He watched Legs find her balance in those high heels, and with a little wiggle and tug of her skirt she went on her way.
**About author, Edie Hart: Edie Hart was born in the Northwest suburbs of Chicago, where she now resides with her husband, two children, dog, and three cats. After spending her childhood making up stories in her head, she finally decided to put them on paper. What came of it was her first novella, One Bad Day. Edie is a die-hard romantic and believes that everyone deserves to be loved unconditionally—both in print and real life.
Edie also admits that “Edie Hart” is a pen name and an alter ego to an otherwise boring wife and mother. Edie is 20 pounds lighter, loves to skydive, travels to foreign places, and is a total sex kitten as compared to the uninteresting other half who is none of those things.
In reality the counterpart of Edie is a lackluster 40-something-year-old, whose main goal is to keep The Big One (The Boy) from torturing The Little One (The Girl). This week he hit her in the head with a 12-pack of Juicy Juice. Last week he left ravioli handprints on the back of her white T-shirt. The week before that he told her she was adopted and she believed him.
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