Hello Readers! Today I bring you author Sidney Bristol. It can never be said that Sidney 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.
I had the pleasure of hanging out with Sidney while attending AAD2012 in New Orleans and look forward to seeing her again. Today Sidney is here to talk about her latest release, A Kiss for a Cure (Lyrical Press, February 4, 2013, Sci-Fi Romance). Please help me welcome Sidney to That’s What I’m Talking About.
Thanks so much to Jen and her team for hosting me! I had the great pleasure of meeting Jen last year in New Orleans at Author’s After Dark. Her pictures don’t do her justice, she’s way prettier. I’m just a tad bit jealous of her hair.
I’m touring around the interwebz talking about my latest book, a science-fiction romance called A Kiss for a Cure. I’m really excited about returning to my science-fiction roots. Ages ago when I was a fledgling writer the first thing I wrote was bad sci-fi fan-fic based off the Predator movies, if you could make a romance out of aliens with mouths that look like the toothy entrance to the afterlife. What I wouldn’t pay to be able to have some of those pages back!
A Kiss for a Cure is nothing like Predator! It’s actually kind of an awesome book, and here are five reasons why I think you should read it:
1) It’s – IN SPACE! Everything is better in space. Really. Just look at movies like Star Wars, anything Star Trek, Spaceballs, The Fifth Element, Aliens or a lot of other sci-fi horror movies. In space you can get away with a lot.
2) There are sharks. In space. No really, I worked out the fictional science for there to be sharks, several types of them, alive. In space. It’s like the futuristic version of Shark Week. In space! How cool is that?
3) My hero is hot. I feel like the book cover is awesome, but Cai is so much hotter. Long hair, buff alien dude, and completely confident about his cooking, dancing and singing skills on top of all the booty kicking he does. What isn’t to love?
4) There’s a dramatic rescuing. Of course there is! It’s an exciting, Shark Week in Space book! There has to be a dramatic rescuing. It’s in the rule book. So there isn’t a rule book, don’t hate on me, but if there was one, it would be in there!
5) My heroine might, or might not, blow stuff up. That’s the problem when you have a super intelligent scientist for a heroine. Jordan has the know how to do some serious stuff, but doesn’t quite think through how her decisions might play out. Good thing she has a sexy alien at her back.
There are more reasons why A Kiss for a Cure should be in your shopping basket, but I’ll let you mull over those a bit. Cheers!
What’s a girl to do when her parents gift her with a man for Christmas?
Caught between two kingdoms, Jordan has given up the privileged world of intergalactic court life to become an interstellar biologist researching space sharks. Unexpectedly saddled with a husband from a race who are rumored to be sex fiends, her life is yanked in a direction she doesn’t want.
But Cai isn’t human and he must have the emotional feedback of a mate in order to survive. Charged with protecting Jordan, can he win her heart and keep her safe from harm?
Will they survive the challenges that arise…sexual, emotional and political? Time is ticking away and it’s not on their side.
Christmas presents were not supposed to move.
Jordan froze, staring at the seven-foot-long box wrapped in silvery paper. The one sent by her parents. Her heart pounded so hard she could hear it. No, that pounding came from the box. From inside the box.
Blood drained from her extremities. Her chest constricted until she panted for breath.
What had her parents done this time? She clenched her hands and gritted her teeth. In the history of bad, over-the-top and gaudy presents, she feared this might be the worst.
She turned her back on it and put a hand to her stomach. She needed to sit down, preferably on something soft and forgiving, but her furniture had yet to be delivered. The only furniture in her new quarters was her bed. Everything else was packed up in the utilitarian beige plastos she’d purchased secondhand from a shipper to get her things to university. They showed their age with scrapes and dented sides, but they were so sturdy nothing had ever been broken in moving them from place to place. Plastos were stacked against the walls, in groupings in the middle of the floor, and in her bedroom. Everywhere. Her new quarters looked like a cargo hold.
Again, the pounding came from the box, but louder. She jumped and spun to face the box. Whatever was in there wanted out. She leaned against the wall and stared at the silvery paper. Light from the floor-to-ceiling windows made glimmering patterns against the surface of the package. She could escape the room, since her upgraded quarters had a real bedroom and a kitchenette, but whatever was in the box would still be there.
Sucking in a deep breath, she crept toward it until she could touch the top with her fingertips. It was cool against her skin, even through the paper. Bending, she put her ear against it and gently rapped. The box rang hollow.
Maybe she’d heard something in the Center clanging. There was always the chance there was construction going on over the holidays since most people were away for several weeks. Or maybe one of her plastos had fallen.
Something knocked from inside the box.
Sidney, thank you so much for stopping by!
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