The Lair is Hot in June!

We Banditas enjoy vacations as much as anyone but we don’t take the summer off....too many stories in our vivid imaginations to take a break. And boy, do we kick the summer off right this month!

On June 2nd, Anna Campbell hosts debut historical romance author Maggie Robinson – or is she perhaps appearing as her alter ego Margaret Rowe? Maggie will be giving away a signed copy of MISTRESS BY MISTAKE.

And that’s just the beginning of a bountiful week.





Virna DePaul is visiting on the 3rd. Virna’s debut, CHOSEN BY BLOOD, is out with Berkley in 4/11 and she’s sharing her insights as she goes through the process of sold to debut. She’ll talk about Challenging Your Editor or Agent – when it’s really okay to speak up.










We end this first week on a high note with a return visit from Carrie Lofty on June the 4th. Our very own Christie Kelley talks with Carrie about her new release SONG OF SEDUCTION.


















On June 7th Loucinda McGary hosts Vanessa Kelly to talk about her sizzling new release SEX AND THE SINGLE EARL.













Swing by the Lair on June 12th and see how a teenager who already has social issues deals with the suddenly acquired ability to interact with ghosts. YA author Maureen Hardegree chats with Nancy about HAIN’T MISBEHAVIN, Maureen's new novel from Bell Bridge Books.













The 16th of the month yours truly hosts a return visit with RITA award winning author Kristan Higgins to talk about honesty and her most recent release “the next best thing”. I’m fairly certain we can get her to spill about her August release “all I ever wanted”. (Yes, I have started a FB campaign for my kitten Cricket to be featured on her next cover. Hey! It worked for Betty White!).





On the 21st, Kris Kennedy visits with us to talk with us about her latest THE IRISH WARRIOR.








Pamela Palmer is visits on the 27th, talking about Writing on the wild side - or Where do you come up with this stuff? And her latest release, RAPTURE UNTAMED which hits the shelves June 29.




We have one contest this month.

Anna Campbell has a mini novella called ‘Upon a Midnight Clear’ in THE MAMMOTH BOOK OF REGENCY ROMANCE (released on 24th June in the U.K. and 27th July in the U.S.). To celebrate, she’s giving away two signed copies! All you have to do is email her on anna@annacampbell.info and name two authors other than Anna Campbell who have stories in THE MAMMOTH BOOK OF REGENCY ROMANCE. You might find the answer in her June Latest News: http://www.annacampbell.info/latest.html or on the publisher’s website: http://www.constablerobinson.com/?section=books&book=the_mammoth_book_of_regency_romance_9781849010153_paperback The contest closes 31st July, 2010 and for more details please visit her website: http://www.annacampbell.info/contest.html

Whew! What a month! So fill up the lemonade (or margarita) glass, plop under a beach umbrella and prepare to have fun!
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No, No, No, No, No, NOOOO!!!!

At the sight of the trailer for the upcoming "Morning Glory" Vulture at NY Magazine has declared: "Let's start talking about how Rachel McAdams is like Julia Roberts already." To which I say - as stated previously in the title - no, no, no, no, no, NOOOO!!!!!

Over a year ago I covered the topic of who The Next Julia Roberts could be, should be, etc., and wrote "I think Rachel McAdams could do it but then she's more determined to be an Actress than a Movie Star (at least, I hope and pray she is)." In the midst of an inane rom com like "Wedding Crashers" she made you believe every single thing that happened to her. She single-handedly carried the completely implausible "Red Eye". She out-acted Russell Crowe in "State Of Play". In "The Notebook" she tracked down the tricky, nigh-impossible-to-find middle ground between melo & drama. In "The Lucky Ones" she took her weakly brewed Maxwell House of a character in the screenplay and turned her into a finely ground cup of Italian roast. I'm a little bit in love with her character from "The Family Stone". Ms. McAdams absolutely oozes mad acting skills and that is why statements like the one made by Vulture frighten me.

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Heidi Montag and Spencer Pratt announced the separation

Well, Heidi Montag and Spencer Pratt were separated, and the representative of Heidi from the announcement Friday afternoon, like any celebrity couple "of others, in the hope of minimizing the public relations and fashion. As short as the history of civilization was, Heidi & Spencer a commitment ceremony in Mexico in November 2008. then held a lavish wedding in April 2009, which was also for her reality show filmed, The Hills have. get both a lot of Flack, that his first marriage was not legally binding (and the civil marriage that was wrong too) to follow, but reported an official license and must be for the second time these last few weeks we have a lot of rumors that the marriage of Heidi and Spencer was a year is in trouble.


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The stories on the control of behavior increasingly erratic and Spencer, including the U.S. Weekly cover concentrated in two weeks "The Battle of Heidi: Did you brainwashed. "It seems hard to separate fact from fiction with this couple who win more interested as holders of public perception. The voices seem real, even though the break, and I thought that the stories passed through the walls Spencer . These two are not enough decent players to withdraw a complicated system. And now I'm lost - perhaps. Sounds like a half-ass in the air the ad. Heidi Montag "has by her husband, Spencer Pratt, TMZ has learned separately.


TMZ is representative Heidi Heidi tries to leave because of all the bad press controls false Spencer. She is tired of her and search the place and wants to concentrate on his acting career. "We are told Heidi - represented here in Malibu last Friday - is to try a new place to live ... Malibu. As TMZ first report, Heidi and Spencer have called the police to the mother Heidi few weeks ago. .. It was so much confusion. A source close to Heidi and Spencer told TMZ the tension in the relationship for some time ... "It was not just a sudden thing." Now it makes sense ... Heidi until Tuesday, I am not Heidi Pratt, Heidi Montag, I am. "


[From TMZ] I know - like Heidi from the house of junk you are looking for charter with Spencer, or has already done? Not announced separation regardless whether you are just trying to get out. The people are reported as unconfirmed and it seems that Heidi not happy, but not yet ready to leave the relationship. If rejected, the search for an ad or a bit of both, remains to be seen. None of them seemed to be the head support what I think they were right made for each other. Everybody mad uneven . Spencer has a kind of Crystal Healing / kick military, while Heidi believes that all problems can be solved with the operation and make it unrecognizable. If both were very superficial and glory in search of work, but ..
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Sandra Bullock meets with her daughter for lunch every day to prevent paparazzi

Radar Online has information to show the fate of Sandra Bullock that she has managed to hide from the paparazzi, although the star on the question of the moment. Sandra was at the luxurious Beverly Hills, but it is advisable to avoid photographers. Celebrity Paparazzi called Houdini. "He was known to have been at the hotel earlier this week his, although his current location is unknown. I think it is reasonable to assume that all the paparazzi photos that we saw after the scandal Sandra have been carefully orchestrated. I have great admiration for the way they handled this whole scandal. Even the ones I saw were probably approved before. I would have liked his condemnation of the conduct of her husband to hear, but don 'are only a part of me that is out for revenge.

 

It was elegant, yet open to respect and understand why they treated the way they are. It is a smart and tough. Under the radar report: Several sources have said RadarOnline.com Bullock spent a few days in the hotel to stay mostly out of sight and deliberately avoid the paparazzi are so desperate to be photographed as part of the confessions betray Jesse James "Nightline" on ABC. "It has become the biggest celebrity Houdini", a photographer RadarOnline.com. "You can escape any situation - but it does it without being seen." There were a few photos of the Oscar as the revelation of some James. And their public statements about her husband were good, given what he has done for them.

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She filed for divorce in Texas. Beverly Hills Hotel is located in the privacy of its customers exceptional, this is the nightmare of hungry paparazzi snap of Los Angeles. Such protection, with luxury hotels and private bungalows, makes it an excellent choice for a celebrity Bullock. His movements were so secret that all the paparazzi is certain is that since it was early this week, but quickly lost track of. "She was," said a source RadarOnline.com. "But who knows, could make tomorrow in New Orleans." [Radar] Sandra could live there for the quiet time with your spouse, still living with his father, Jesse James. Star Magazine reports that he had lunch, at the hotel with some 'Sun, May 6 23 His story of how Sandra brought gifts for Sunny is sweet and pulls my heart. dressed Writing "The girls in the same dress in black and white rice in his arms and plays with a sketch Etch A increased during the meal. At some point, Sunny, also the tiara placed on her smile stepmother" to give up Imagine Sandra , a life with a girl she helped to enlarge and get one or two visits with her in the coming months. Sandra Jesse betrayed not leave to their children to live with the woman who planned to take had to be there for them as they grew up. It should not be considered as Sunny, the fact that there crying at the same age when he was mistreated. Jesse is, however, and when he was hurt when he hurts everyone around him .. with his selfishness .

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Lindsay Lohan is a delusional narcissist fasting

I know, I know. Two stories depending on crack today. What can I do, I just saw these pictures of Lindsay walking in the financing of the campaign yesterday. After Fame Pictures, the new girlfriend of Lindsay Lohan continues its mission, so that only soft drinks, such as leaves Fred Segal in Santa Monica, CA 27th May 2010, Hide with a flamed orange juice over jeans SCRAM ankle bracelet with discretion. "Meanwhile, Lindsay clubs in the last two nights has gone.

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TMZ reported yesterday that Lindsay was up to 2 bar clock on Wednesday evening and this morning told People magazine that Lindsay was hopping New - no alcohol, but he looks nothing like a hole - not even an ankle bracelet monitoring can keep Lindsay Lohan on the club. taken with her new blonde hair, the star in Las Palmas in Los Angeles, clad in jeans and a hat. Laughter and smoke all night, avoiding alcohol and Lohan was honored with his group of friends. Lohan even danced around his office, Britney Spears sings during the busy evening.


[In] The people who go to clubs with Lindsay these people are? I mean, what is the budget? It's like the Boys Club to do with anything better? However, Lindsay has to notify his probation officer every night on the phone - the poor devil. Lindsay seems, is now at the Los Angeles club scene in Los Angeles, make sure that you want to use something beautiful, and tied everything wrong with the SCRAM bracelet. Then, at midnight last night, Lindsay foot "Chanel can please help me for stickers to put on my wrist so I can at least SCRAM wear a nice dress?" Hello? "X". A small hole. [From Twitter Lindsay] What is the Stone Cold Sober also (apparently), Lindsay is still a delusional narcissist, who is sitting around the creation of theater, break a whimper and F-cking idiot. At one point we must realize that this is a F-cking is personality. Speaking of his lies, said, remembers Johnny Depp came in and said goodbye? LaineyGossip denies that bullsh-t. And here a picture courtesy of Gawker pleasure - Lindsay is with the awarding of the "hide". There are, like, a million of them. It's funny when he says he does not want to be photographed ..
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Okay, so this one time?

by Susan Sey

Today is Memorial Day. Summer is now officially open for business. Up here in the north land, Memorial Day is when the swimming pools open up. It's when public parks turn on the drinking fountains & put out the portapotties. It's when we throw caution to the wind and finally plant the darn tomatoes, late season blizzards be damned.

It's also the day our nation sets aside to pay tribute to the men and women who've died while serving in our armed forces.

This is not a surprise to me. Nor should it be at the end of my What Memorial Day Means to Me list. My dad served in a National Guard unit in the sixties. My Uncle Harry was Air Force. My grandpa served the Army in WWI. My father-in-law spent his entire career in the Air Force, and my brother-in-law flew fighter jets for the Navy. My Uncle Bill was...well, he was colorful. As I believe a lot of sailors are. But they all came through their service --thank God--healthy & whole.

And they brought stories with them when they came home. Lord, the stories these men brought home. My Uncle Bill especially. When we were kids we never got tired of hearing the one where he was standing guard on some ship & did the whole "Halt, who goes there?" routine on a superior officer named Marvel. A captain, as it happened. Captain Marvel.

Uncle Bill: "Halt! Who goes there?"

Captain Marvel: "Captain Marvel."

UB: "Riiiiiiight. Really, now. Who goes there?"

CM, with strained patience: "Captain. Marvel."

UB, skeptically: "Mmm-hmm. Mmmm-hmm. Captain Marvel?"

CM: "That's right."

Thoughtful pause.

UB: "Can I be Superman?"

Apparently, they really do make you peel potatoes for mouthing off in the military. That's not just Beetle Bailey stuff. At least according to my Uncle Bill, who--admittedly--wasn't the most reliable of sources. We were never sure when we were kids where the line was between fact & fiction when it came to his stories, but it hardly mattered. That wasn't the point. It was all about the story and the picture he painted with his words and that three-pack-a-day-and-a-shot-of-whiskey voice.

Now when most people die, their friends and relatives tell stories about them at the funeral. When my Uncle Bill died, we told stories about his stories. It was a powerful reminder to me of how important stories are. They're an honor and a tribute, a temporary recreation of something fleeting and human. They're a kind of magic, really. And I can't think of a better way to recognize the service and sacrifice of our soldiers than by performing that particular magic in their honor.

It's war story day in the Lair! Pull up a log, sit around our virtual campfire, have a beer or a soda or a s'more and tell us about your favorite soldier. I'll bet I'm not the only one with an Uncle Bill hanging out in the family tree. Come on--share! Source URL: http://extravagancedeplumes.blogspot.com/2010/05/
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Memorial Day, 2010

Geez it was hot and muggy today. Just miserable.






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The Truest Afterlife

There is a soft knock on my door.

I am not asleep. I am watching TV on the Internet, my recent stress reliever. I look at the door, then the clock. It is Five O'clock in the morning. Who the fuck is knocking on my door at Five O'clock in the morning? I turn the volume down on my favorite show: LIFE, and listen. The knocks come again and again. Did they hear the television? Then silence.

I'm not sleeping lately. I just don't. Somehow I got up and stayed up. My body does not like to be asleep, so it has decided to keep me up. I close my eyes to sleep and time passes but I do not go under. I just lay there until I'm tired of laying there. I finally get up in frustration and turn on my computer which boots up, comes up and then goes off. Bitch. It's been doing that lately. Just turning off and leaving me cold. The fan is dead on the system. I have to replace it. In time baby, in time.

I sit in the darkness, at 2:30 in the morning, staring at a dead screen, there is a soft knocking on my door. I look at it, and I worry. I have not been sleeping, not been doing well, is this a auditory hallucination? What the fuck is this? Who is knocking on my door at 2:30 in the morning? But then another thought comes to mind....IS THERE someone out there, knocking on my door at 2:30 in the morning?

Is this ANOTHER hallu- cination? I stand to go for the door, then stop. If I open the door, it will resolve too much. There could be a cold blooded killer with a gun to my face on the other side, there could be no one. I sit back down. Not that I'm afraid of a cold blooded killer with a gun. I am more afraid of seeing nothing there. That is the most scariest thing that can ever happen to you. When your world turns over in your head, and you see and hear things that aren't there. It makes you doubt your own sanity, and on the few hours of sleep that I get in a week, this is not good.

I avoid the door. Stopping my Internet TV and crawling into bed and staying in the fetus position. I don't go to sleep. I just stay there. Lay there. There are no more knocks. Could this be Igor, coming at odd hours of the night, looking for a friend? I think about that, but that is very remote. Igor did come one time to my room at some late hour with wine and flowers. It's in the blog here somewhere. I told him to get the fuck away from me. He never returned at such a strange hour. Then, just yesterday, I saw him in the lobby. He asked me if I needed help with my rent or the cable connection. I told him that I had it all covered. He made no mention of knocking at my door at some obscene hour and that I didn't answer. He would definitely have, he didn't. It wasn't him.

My diet has changed, against my wishes. I tend to buy what I WANT to eat. I have been walking through the grocery aisles for hours the past month. All I purchase is vegetables in cans, steak, fish and butter. Sometimes pork, which makes me sick, except for bacon. I have become a carnivore. More than I've ever been. Vegetables, 20%, Meat, 80%. It is not beyond me to make a rare steak in the mornings and gobble it down, blood and all. What is this about?

Oh, the red head. Oh god, how do I tell you about her? She is unbelievable. I wake up thinking about her and go to sleep thinking about her. She is the lynchpin to all of my energy. I met her here on this blog. She wrote to me, I wrote to her, we had a lot in common. Then our correspondence moved from the blog posts to email. We sent email to each other like bullets in a fucking machine gun. I just kept responding to her, because she seemed to be one of my avid readers who wanted a response from me...well that was until she told me that she was flying into New York to meet me.

Consider my reluctance. I'm a fucking hobo, and a woman of means is coming to meet me. What the fuck is that about? Is she a news reporter? What? Not that I'm afraid of news reporters, I had one follow me for a year, shadowing everything that I did. I just didn't know what to make of her. Who and what was she? She was coming though. The tickets have already been purchased, the hotel reservations made. She was coming. Now, am I going to man up and meet her?

I did....hey, I'm sorry that I didn't put this in my blog to begin with, I wish I did, but I didn't want to spook her, frighten her. I wanted to protect her. Don't ask me why I wanted to protect a stranger, I just wanted to protect her. My life is pretty public, and I hold very little back, but in this account, I did. We arranged to meet up at Astor Plaza, just blocks away from the homeless shelter that I lived in. I stood a block away from our agreed upon meeting place. She did not arrive. Then there was a woman who was standing there and I looked at her, and assumed that it was my redhead. I approached, she, not noticing me, walked off, and I just stood there, wondering. Was I stood up?

"Hey, Hobobob!" I hear, and turn about. It's the red head. Nothing spectacular, average in fact. Hey, she came all the way up to New York to meet me. I shook her hand, and off we walked. I took her to an Indian restaurant, and she paid for lunch. Two of my best friends love Indian food, so I had an idea of where to take her and what I wanted, but as life deals cards, I could not find a place and could not decide what to eat. She guided me through it all. We talked over lunch, and in the first five minutes of her dialogue about herself, I was intrigued. Usually, women who talk about themselves are BORING. Their cats, their quilts, their friends, their exes. God help me!!!

But the red head was different, let's call her July. July was smart, intelligent, sharp. She was cooking with gas. I couldn't STOP listening to her, and when lunch was over, I was depressed. We met each other since this lunch. She even took me to a Patti Smith concert at Lincoln Center at the bandshell. Shit! How did she know that the bandshell was my most favorite place to go to in the summer? I used to go there for the Mostly Mozart concerts. My ex-wife and I used to bring bottles of red wine, sit and listen to his music, and get plastered. Then in the back seat of my car in the Lincoln Center parking lot....well, you can take it from there, or maybe when I got her home...well, memory fades.

July flew away and I was alone again. No problem, I'm used to that shit. I'm a loner. I passed her away to the heavens, and they claimed her. I was certain that I would never see her again. Absolutely certain. I walked through the dark of a New York gloom, down barren sidewalks, back to the homeless shelter. I crawled into bed with scores of other men. Closed my eyes.

And she danced behind my eyelids. This story is FAR from over.

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Reckless Launch Winners!

Oh, my aching head! Thanks so much to everyone for a wonderful launch day on the Bandits yesterday! I had real trouble picking three winners, but after much ado, they are:

Chelley (who deserves a book after dealing with the chook!)

Danielle Ferries

S7anna

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