I have a new book coming out!
It’s not really a new book. I wrote it back in 2004, and this was the book that got me my wonderful agent, Lynn Seligman. Sadly, she couldn’t sell it. It’s interesting – some of the editors liked it, but didn’t think the older woman-younger man thing would take off. HA! Obviously, I was way ahead of my time. I figured that now folks might be ripe for a spicy, sexy story about a hot young rock star and the forty-something object of his affections. So, sometime after April 15th, A Different Kind of Forever will be launched out into the wild, wonderful world of e-books.
For those of you who liked Better Off Without Him, be warned – this one is less comedy and more romance. There’s no ‘fade to black’ when things heat up, if you know what I mean. There’s sex in this book, and let me tell you, writing sex is hard. Really hard. Remember the first time you HAD sex? You didn’t know what to say, where to put your hands, what clothes to take off first – should the lights be on? Music? Candles? Where to put all those wine bottles? How much noise is acceptable? Well, all those things are what I had to think about while I was writing, and it was exhausting. Especially when I’d let my good friend Jean read what I wrote and she’d give it back to me, shaking her head, saying ‘More! You need more!’
So I wrote more, and ended up with what I thought was a pretty good book. I’m having it proofread now, and sending it out to reviewers.
Here’s the blurb -
Michael Carlucci, the hot, young musical genius behind the successful rock band, NinetySeven, knows that he’s found the woman for him. Diane Matthews is not just beautiful and smart, she’s got an infectious passion for everything in her life, from her three daughters to her new play. For him, the search is over. He knows they belong together.
For Diane, it’s not as simple. She’s almost twenty years older than Michael. She’s not interested in remarrying – she’s very happy with her life just the way it is, thank you very much. But she can’t deny the growing attraction between them – and it’s not just his touch that she craves. But it’s not until Michael is gone and an old love returns that she realizes just what he meant to her. He said he would love her forever. Can she trust that? Or should she find a safer route to happiness?
A Different Kind of Forever is the story about two complicated people finding – and trying to hold on – to love.
Here’s an excerpt -
They went into the house together, Diane turning on lights as they walked through the empty living room. She could feel him behind her. He’s waiting, she thought. He’s waiting for me.
She turned suddenly. They were face to face, and she could feel the heat from his body, and his eyes were endless, impossibly blue, and he leaned forward very gently and kissed her. She was trembling, and he kissed her again. This time she kissed him back, softly at first, then with a growing hunger, and her arms went around him, his waist, under the thin fabric of his shirt and pulling him toward her. His body was lean and hard, and she opened her mouth, and she could feel the smoothness of his skin against her hands. As his arms went around her, she made a small noise, like a sob, and then his hands were in her hair, and his lips were brushing her neck, soft, down her throat, a trail of kisses that shook her entire body. She brought her hands up, between them, gripping his shoulders and pushing against him abruptly.
He let her go, stepping back, arms dropping at his side. She pressed her hands against her forehead.
“I’m sorry,” his breathing was strained. “I thought – I’m sorry.”
“No. No, don’t be sorry.” He took a step toward her, hesitant, and she moved away. “I need to think. I can’t think if you touch me.”
He stepped back again, and she pointed. Her hand was shaking. “Sit. Please, sit down.”
He obediently sat down in a wing chair, leaning forward, his elbows resting on his knees, hands clasped. He was watching her face.
“Okay.” She brushed back her hair with one hand and took a deep breath. “I’m forty-five years old.”
“Exactly. Doesn’t that bother you?”
He shook his head. “Not at all. I like being twenty-six.”
She laughed shakily. “Michael, be serious. Doesn’t it bother you that I’m nineteen years older than you?”
He shook his head again. “No. Would it bother you if I was nineteen years older?”
“Please, Michael,” she pleaded, “don’t try to confuse me with logic. It’s not fair.”
He laughed. “Okay. From now on, no more logic. I promise. ”
She took another breath. “I haven’t had sex in over six years. Not since before my divorce.”
“Whoa.” He sat back in the chair. “Six years? Shit, nothing like a little pressure.”
“Pressure?” She crossed her arms across her breast, hugging herself. “That’s how much you know. The way I feel right now, the only foreplay I need is for you to unbutton your shirt.”
His mouth twitched. “Oh.”
If any of you are interested, it will be available for 99 cents for the first two weeks of release. Come back and see me after April 15th, and I’ll let you know for sure.
And if any of you would like to review this for me, I’ll send you a free rough copy right away, and gift you thru Amazon when the finished book is released. Just send me an email.