#1 AMAZON bestselling author Carolyn Ridder Aspenson is back with the third Angela Panther novel, a hilarious and heartwarming paranormal cozy mystery adventure: UNCHARTED TERRITORY.
I've read the first two books in the series, and I can't wait for this one!
I've already pre-ordered mine--you can get yours here!
Just when psychic medium Angela Panther thinks she's got her gift figured out, the universe smacks her in the head with a curve ball.
When an unidentified fourteen-year-old boy takes a dive off an interstate overpass, Atlanta Detective Aaron Banner asks Angela to find out if it was suicide—or murder. But the young boy's spirit has other plans for her: help another lost soul and forget about him.
Fortunately, Angela's never been good at taking orders.
With the help of her dead-but-not-gone mother, Fran, and her newly single best friend, Mel, Angela sets out to discover the truth about both the jumper and the girl he wants to help.
And boy, is she out of her league.
Armed with little more than their double lattes and a tiny pink bottle of wannabe pepper spray, Angela and Mel must venture into the dark underbelly of Atlanta to solve two mysteries. Will they be able to help the dead finally rest in peace?
Other books in the series:
In UNFINISHED BUSINESS AN ANGELA PANTHER NOVEL, #1 AMAZON bestselling author Carolyn Ridder Aspenson introduces her now trademark blend of witty dialog and hilarious banter in the first book of her hilarious and heartwarming paranormal chick lit, cozy mystery, Angela Panther series.
When Angela Panther's mother Fran Richter wakes her up in the middle of the night ranting about stolen Hershey Bars, Angela thinks her mother's got a screw loose. And then it hits her. Her mother is dead. Just a few hours before, Angela watched as the funeral home staff nearly dropped her mother's body off the gurney while sliding her into the hearse. So maybe she's the one that's nuttier than a fruitcake?
But Fran keeps popping in and with a volcano full of drama already brewing at home—crazy or not—Angela's grateful for her mother's presence.
It's the other ghosts Angela can do without.
Seems Fran's return opened a portal between Angela and the other side and ghosts are hitting up the reluctant psychic medium for help. From the naked British guy juggling balls in the coffee shop parking lot to the woman desperately trying to save her sick child, Angela must find a way to balance her own life with the unfinished business of the dead.
In UNBREAKABLE BONDS, AN ANGELA PANTHER NOVEL, #1 AMAZON bestselling author Carolyn Ridder Aspenson continues the snarky dialog and hilarious banter found in her first book, Unfinished Business, An Angela Panther Novel.
"Be careful what you wish for because karma has a way of biting you in the butt." That's what Angela Panther's mother always said.
And boy was she was right.
When Angela first discovered her gift to gab with the dead, she fought it tooth and nail. But the second she decided it wasn't so bad, tragedy hit and the universe decided to teach her a lesson.
Now Angela's unable to chat with the other side and she's kicking herself for complaining.
When her best friend Mel suspects her husband of cheating, she turns to Angela to help confirm her suspicions. They concoct the perfect plan to get the goods on him but to make it work, they'll need help from Angela's mother, Fran.
There's just one tiny little problem...Fran's dead.
But some bonds are unbreakable and Fran won't let a little thing like death get in the way of helping her daughter.
MEET THE AUTHOR
Booktrope Editions author Carolyn Ridder Aspenson is the Amazon and Barnes & Noble best selling author of Unfinished Business; An Angela Panther Novel, Unbreakable Bonds; An Angela Panther Novel, the contemporary romance novella The Inn At Laurel Creek and Santa's Gift, a Cumming Christmas Novella.
An avid fitness buff, Carolyn writes a monthly health and fitness column for Northside Woman Magazine as well as regular weekly news articles for various Atlanta area media outlets including the Forsyth Herald, the Milton Herald, the Revue and News, and the Johns Creek Herald. Her works have also been published in Countyline Magazine and various Internet publications.
A native of Indiana, for over eighteen years Carolyn called the northwest Chicago suburbs home. She now resides in the Atlanta area with her husband, three kids, two dogs and cat.
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I'm back again for a second turn on the Stupid Movie Blog Tour!
I hate to call this movie “stupid”, because I love it so much. But, for an almost-40 soccer mom to sit and be enthralled by a movie about a high school musical, I admit, is kind of stupid. Anyway, I considered using “Her” as my stupid movie, because let’s face it, Joaquin Phoenix falling in love with Siri is a stupid plot (my husband had honestly thought it was supposed to be a comedy until about 30 minutes in), but I’m sure I’d get all kinds of backlash about calling an Oscar flick “stupid”. So, my pick is GET OVER IT.
Stupid hijinks aside (such as Martin Short singing “Camptown Races” dressed as a hobo and Carmen Electra cast as a stripper—a stretch, I know), GET OVER IT has a lot of really good actors in it. Ben Foster is the lead, and even though he’s best at playing creepy sociopaths, he is lovable as the jilted boy next door. Kirsten Dunst, while not the best actress, is a staple of feel-good high school movies. Martin Short is hilarious, no surprise, and Colin Hanks steals several scenes as the laid-back best friend. Ben Foster’s parents are played by Swoosie Kurtz and Ed Begley, Jr., who play perfectly off of each other. Sisqo (remember “The Thong Song”?) can’t act worth a crap, but he is adorable.
It’s fun to watch the many meltdowns Ben Foster’s character Berke goes through during the movie. At the beginning his soul mate, Allison, dumps him, and as he is angrily trudging home, the nonsense starts with an impromptu parade following him down the street, complete with singer Vitamin C lip-synching “Love Will Keep Us Together”.
Allison of course finds a new boyfriend, Stryker (Shane West), who is everything Berke is not, including being the lead singer of a boy band and being British. (“Striker, I'd be careful with that accent if I were you. Because you're beginning to sound a lot like Mary Poppins.”) It’s hilarious to watch Ben Foster’s trademark anger simmer the entire movie as he watches these two together. The plot centers around the fact that he joins the school musical in order to be around Allison in order to win her back.
Enter Martin Short, Dr. Desmond Forest Oates the drama teacher.
He’s written a musical based on “A Midsummer Night’s Dream”, because “Bill Shakespeare was a wonderful poet. But Burt Bacharach he ain't.” He’s egotistical, he’s delusional, he’s mean, he’s a failure, he’s…absolutely the best thing about this movie. He wrangles a bunch of high schoolers into a troupe of actors (sort of) by opening night through his unusual teaching style: “It's just not very good. I could lie to you, but I would do you a disservice, because it's—it's just bad.”
The problem with most high school movies where they have to train for some big event, once they get closer to the event, they start learning how to be better people and acting right. They pull together and somehow become stars in their particular field. And frankly, the movie gets boring because there’s little conflict. Well, not in this movie. Nobody learns anything, and the musical is horrendous.
Unlike a lot of other movies, the final scene is one of the funniest. I won’t spoil it for you—find a copy and watch it for yourself. And if you’re worried about being made fun of for watching a stupid movie—GET OVER IT!
Oh, and if it couldn't get better, then this happens:
Just made your day, didn't I? You're welcome.
Mark is up next on the Stupid Movie Blog Tour!
When Deb Nam-Krane announced her Stupid Movie Tour, I immediately called "A Night at the Roxbury". I've lost track of how many times I've watched it.
Pure comedy gold.
It isn’t often that a Saturday Night Live skit premise is solid enough to carry an entire movie, but when it is, the results can be glorious. Or stupid. Or both, but mostly stupid, which was probably the point in the first place. SNL exists to find the silly in everyday life, point it out, and make us laugh about it. A NIGHT AT THE ROXBURY is nothing if not silly and funny. They weren’t going for an Oscar nod here, people. They were going for crazy, stupid fun. Nailed it.
Thanks to the Butabi brothers, every time I hear the song “What Is Love” by Haddaway, my head automatically starts nodding to the beat.
So, to make the leap from five-minute skit to 82-minute feature length film, we need a plot, other than two guys going around annoying women. We find out that the Butabis aren’t jerks (like they’ve been portrayed in the SNL skits), they’re just horribly bad with women and have absolutely no game whatsoever. Steve’s best lines seems to be “’Sup?” and “Hey, hot lady”. They think once they’re able to get into the Roxbury, their luck will change. Now we have our plot (sort of)—the brothers decide to do whatever they have to do to get into that Holy Grail of nightclubs.
They try several different tactics to get in. They try to schmooze and joke with the bouncer (Michael Clark Duncan). “You two are brothers?” “No…YES!” No luck.
They try to follow “The King of ’21 Jump Street’” Richard Grieco in without being noticed. No luck. They try to make themselves appear cool in the line by telling their Emilio Estevez sighting story. No luck.
Finally, they resort to bribery, although they’d probably have better luck if they didn’t try to give him a bunch of dollar bills and coins. “George Washington and…George Washington. Roosevelt…” Again, no luck.
Enter Richard Grieco. (Best. Cameo. EVER!) Grieco runs into the back of their van with his unlicensed racing car, and in order to avoid getting the cops involved, he offers them a favor. What do they choose? VIP access to the Roxbury, of course!
The best lines and gags are definitely in the first 30-45 minutes of the movie. After that, they really have to get going on the plot, so it's maybe not quite as much all-out fun as the beginning. However, the cast is full of hilarious actors, which makes the movie fun to watch. Of course, there’s Molly Shannon as “the girl next door”, but Stifler’s mom ultimately ends up with Steve. There’s also Loni Anderson, Dwayne Hickman (Dobie Gillis), Lochlyn Munro, Colin Quinn, Elisa Donovan, Eva Mendes, and many others trying to steal scenes from Will Ferrell and Chris Kattan.
Anyway, of course you have to have to obligatory break up/get back together “black moment” in every movie. For a little something different, they do it between the brothers, not between them and their love interests. It’s way funnier to see two grown men crying over the loss of each other. Anyway, just in time, Doug crashes Steve’s wedding (a la John Cusack in “Say Anything”) and saves him from marrying Molly Shannon’s character. The brothers kiss and make up.
To top it all off, the Roxbury club owner brings the Butabi brothers in as partners in his new club, they finally win the respect of their father, and they both get the perfect girl. And they didn't learn a darn thing from it, so they're still the clueless losers they always were. All is right with the world. Score!
Head over to Sarah Woodbury's blog on November 14th for the next stop on the tour!
In case you were wondering,
here's what I've been up to this month.
The Lizzie Hart Mysteries Series has a brand new logo!
Don't you love it? Special thanks to Abbey Logan at Breadenfish Media for her spectacular design!
If you're middle-aged, you remember when BOOK IT! started. Free pizza for reading books?
Congratulations to my dear friend, Deborah Nam-Krane, on the release of her fantastic novel, LET'S MOVE ON!
Let's Move On
By Deborah Nam-Krane
Zainab has spent years keeping Emily from going over the edge, giving Miranda a shoulder to cry on and nursing Jessie back to health. They'll be the first to agree that she deserves whatever makes her happy, especially after the drama Richard put her through. But did she have to choose the guy who threw everyone's lives into the shredder?
Richard knows he screwed up and he'd do anything to get Zainab back, but first he needs to make sure his company—and his loyal employees—don't go under. (Who knew kicking your primary investor to the curb would have consequences?) Good thing his family has such deep pockets; too bad he doesn't want to take a cent from them. Why should Zainab take him back if he can't get out of his own way?
Maybe Zainab can eat her cake and have it too—that is, until she's given an ultimatum. The choice isn't Lover A or B; it's protecting her friends or letting them fend for themselves. With that hanging over her head, what's it going to take to make sure she and everyone else can finally move on?
Zainab was laughing a few hours later as she stretched out in bed. "You continue to be full of surprises."
Robert rested his head on the pillow and took some deep breaths. "Come on, that wasn’t really a surprise, was it?"
"I don’t usually get that dressed up just to go to bed." She flipped over and smiled. "Or is that sort of a Catch-22? Would we not have ended up in bed if I hadn’t been so dressed up?"
Robert sighed. "I think you’re just trying to get me to admit that I had this planned."
"I know you’re intrusive, I don’t think you’re manipulative."
"What about your friends?"
"No, they’re not manipulative either, although at least one of them is intrusive at any given point—"
"I meant, what do they think of me?"
"You know exactly what they think of you, and I’d say it shouldn’t be something that should concern you."
"It doesn’t, except that I don’t like the idea of you leaving and then going to a house full of people who can’t stop telling you how wrong I am for you."
"First of all," she said, playing with his chin, "you’re getting really sloppy. Jessie isn’t living with me—"
"But she’s around enough—and no, I have not been driving by your house."
"Second of all, they have no idea."
"Really?" Robert said, smiling as he looked her over. "Because Emily is pretty sharp. Annoying, but sharp. Miranda could maybe use a little more time at school—"
"Miranda isn’t stupid."
"She just has lousy taste."
"Don’t we all?"
"If you think that, then why are you here?"
"Why shouldn’t I be, Robert?"
He smiled. "Because of Jessie. Because of everyone else. Because of Richard. Because to the untrained eye it might look like I broke you up on purpose—"
"I know that’s not what happened."
"So am I forgiven?"
"It’s not an issue."
"Why don’t you care?"
"What do you want? You want me to be really mad so you can have an excuse to feel bad? Do you think you should feel bad?"
"Let’s just say I don’t usually conduct my investigations that way."
Zainab raised her eyebrow. "I know you were here with Jessie."
"And that doesn’t bother you?"
"How bothered would you like me to be?"
"I don’t want you to be bothered, but I want you to care."
"Why? Do you care about Richard?"
"No, but I do think he can’t be nearly as smart as he thinks he is to let you go."
"He didn’t let me do anything—I left on my own. I was with him by choice."
He kissed her. "And now you’re with me. By choice."
"Now you’re getting the hang of it."
"So why did you choose me?"
"Because I like you, Robert. But why do we need to look at it so closely?"
He rolled on top of her. "True, when there are so many better things we could do with our time."
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Deborah Nam-Krane is a writer living in Boston proper who has been storytelling since she was a little girl and writing those stories down since she was eight. Any given day will find her reading, writing, reviewing, editing and, just for fun, homeschooling her children.
Let's Move On is the fourth installment of the New Pioneers series, the sequel to The Smartest Girl in the Room (March 2013), The Family You Choose (September 2013), An Engagement: A New Pioneers Short Story (March 2014) and The China Doll (March 2014). Deborah is currently editing Book Five, The Golden Boy Returns. That book will be set in the world of Boston and Massachusetts politics, and her job will be to tone down the true stories she’s heard so they seem believable. And because she just can't stay away from her characters, she's already started working on the To Be Titled Book Six, a Romantic Suspense.
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The Smartest Girl in the Room
Nineteen year old Emily wants her college diploma fast, and she's going to get it. But when the perfect night with perfect Mitch leads her to a broken heart, Emily is blind to her vulnerability. When the person she cares about the most is hurt as a result, Emily's ambition gives way to more than a little ruthlessness. She's going to use her smarts to take care of herself and protect the people she loves, and everyone else had better stay out of her way. But shouldn't the smartest girl everyone knows realize that the ones she'd cross the line for would do the same for her?
The Family You Choose
Miranda Harel has been in love with her guardian Alex Sheldon since she was five years old, and Michael Abbot has despised them both for just as long. When Miranda finds out why she wants both men out of her life for good and questions everything she believed about where and who she came from. Finding out the truth will break her heart. Without family or true love, will her friends be enough to bring her back?
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An Engagement: A New Pioneers Short Story
Annabelle Hendrickson always knew Alex Sheldon couldn't be trusted, but even she couldn't have guessed how far he was willing to go to get what he wanted.
No one was as decent as her brother Jim, but Stephen Abbot had a kind soul behind his mischief. She could accept his reprobate father- he'd be dead soon anyway- but she would never accept his longtime friendship with Alex, her father Gerald's ambitious employee. Annabelle knew it was just a matter of time before he stepped on someone she cared about.
What a pity she didn't realize who that person would be—and who was going to give him the opportunity.
What happened to Michael Abbot and Richard Hendrickson's parents in 1980 is going to affect everyone three decades later.
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The China Doll
Hypocrisy, half truths and lies...
Sick of being treated like she's going to break, Jessie Bartolome is back to her old ways and calling everyone on their hypocrisy. Sheesh! One little breakdown and even easygoing Martin Shepard thinks she's too fragile to handle their age difference. Good thing her older and equally yummy teaching assistant Robert Lester thinks otherwise…right?
After spending so long cleaning up after everyone else, Jessie's cousin Richard has never had the time to start a life of his own. However had he managed to find his girlfriend Zainab? So what is Richard going to do now that everyone else has grown up? Marry Zainab and start a family? Things have never been that easy for a Hendrickson…just ask his cousin Michael.
Richard's mother, Lucy, is one of the most powerful women in Boston... so when is she going to put a stop to the blackmail ruthless Alex Sheldon has been holding over her for years? And if Richard knows more than he's letting on, why hasn't he gone after Alex himself? The question is, how much does he- or anyone else- really know?
Welcome to the Bartolome/Hendrickson family.
Thanks to Jami Deise for tagging me for the Character Blog Hop. Today I'm sitting down with my Lizzie Hart Mysteries heroine, Lizzie Hart, for a short interview. She's quite spirited today!
CF: Thanks for sitting down with me for an interview today, Lizzie.
Lizzie: Yeah, well, my boss told me I had to. He said it would be “great exposure” for the Liberty Chronicle to do a blog interview.
And what do you do at the Liberty Chronicle?
I’m the copy editor.
Where were you born, and where did you grow up?
Are you married?
Okay, moving on. I’ve heard you have had some excitement in Liberty over the past week.
Only if you count the fact that I found a co-worker’s dead body.
Yes, about that. How did you happen upon the scene?
I was at the county fair, working at the Chronicle’s propaganda booth with two of my co-workers, Blake and Hannah. It was raining, and Hannah had gone to look at an exhibit. She was electrocuted after falling into a large puddle…along with a plugged-in radio. I don’t think it was an accident.
How horrible! What did you do?
I alerted the police.
Can you describe the scene for me?
Not without having a panic attack.
Can you at least describe what were you thinking when you found your co-worker, Hannah?
*Sighs* I wanted to try to help her, but Blake insisted there was nothing I could do. He held me back to make sure I didn’t touch her or the water so I wouldn’t be electrocuted, too. He…saved my life, I guess.
Wow. Blake saved you. I bet you’re grateful to him.
Yes, I am. He’s really a fantastic guy, and a wonderful reporter.
You’re blushing a bit. Is there more to this story?
NO! I—um…he doesn’t know— I mean, uh…can you cut out this part?
Is there a little office romance brewing?
That’s a little personal, don’t you think?
Fair enough. Why don’t we go with some less serious questions to let everyone get to know you better?
What do you like to do for fun?
I like to go out with my friends, especially my best friend, Julia.
Tell me about your best friend. How did you meet?
We met in grade school, and we’ve been best friends since high school. We went to college together as well. And now we both work at the Chronicle.
It must be fun to work with your best friend. Do you get along well with all of your co-workers?
If you could live anywhere, would you move away from your hometown of Liberty?
Maybe I need to stay away from asking yes/no questions with you. What is your idea of perfect happiness?
I’m pretty happy right now. I like my job, I have a beautiful home that my grannie left me, and I have great friends.
What about your love life? Would going out with Blake add to your happiness?
Lady, you’re treading on thin ice…
Alright, without naming names, describe your perfect man.
Of course he’d have to be handsome and sexy, but the most important thing to me is “the spark”. I’m looking for romance, but the conversation has to be good too, you know? I want someone who’s interesting and fun—and he also has to make my heart flutter every time I see him.
If you were to be stranded on a desert island, what three things would you bring?
Come on, play along.
Fine. A boat, a pizza, and some beer.
You’re pretty straightforward, aren’t you?
So I’ve been told.
Name something people do that annoys you the most.
Prying into my business.
Name something you do that annoys people.
I’ve been told I’m not good at giving details when explaining something or telling a story.
You don’t say.
I also cuss a lot.
Back to our fun questions. What is in your refrigerator right now?
What the hell kind of question is that?
I think we’re done here.
Not a moment too soon.
It's Cover Reveal Day for Courtney Giardina's new book
HOLDING ON TO GEORGIA
The older we get (translation "the nearer to 40"), the more I realize that my college buddies, who were absolutely hilarious as young adults, have honed their respective comedic talents into comedic genius. Gone are the fart jokes (for the most part), which have been replaced by wry, witty observations on life and a charming way of stringing words together. I think these people (ahem, Kristen) should try their hand at writing professionally. I'm also looking at you, Kerrie Olzak. So, please enjoy the musings of Kristen Jurgenson Housen.
There's something wrong with me...
So, here I am, settled into a new home with my new husband, and I'm loving it. But one thing that never really occurred to me is that living without a dishwasher is time-consuming. I spend a significant portion of any given day cooking, washing dishes, and tripping on the pets who are constantly at my feet. I have never felt more domesticated in my life. This domesticity lends itself well to one thing - random thought generation. Though most of you probably do not care what I think on a daily basis, I thought I would share my free flow list of random thoughts that occurred last night as I did the dishes....
■ I had no idea it took this much work to do the dishes.
■ Stupid dishwashers.
■ This is like the 1970s.
■ At least I'm not wearing any fringe.
■ Is this how the Amish feel?
■ Do the Amish even have indoor plumbing?
■ Do they have to carry the water in from the well?
■ No wonder the Amish start the day before sunrise.
■ Do they use only wooden plates?
■ Wooden plates wouldn't be very hygienic.
■ If I step on this dog I will not feel sorry.
■ "Tucker, get out of the kitchen."
■ Ok, that was a lie, I do feel sorry.
■ "Sorry I stepped on you Tuck."
■ I told him to get out of the kitchen.
■ Stupid dog.
■ Is this the wash sponge or the scrub sponge?
■ We eat too much cheese.
■ How many spoons do we have in this house?
■ Oh cruel fate, oh tomato sauce, how I love and hate you simultaneously.
■ Staining. Of course. How trashy.
■ I'll put that in the 'no guests will ever see this' cupboard.
■ Have people thinking I don't wash the dishes.
■ Ugh, my back hurts already? I just started.
■ Can we not just rinse and re-use the same glass, must we pull clean ones out at every opportunity?
■ Frickin' rice.
■ Rice gets everywhere.
■ I wish we grew our own rice.
■ No, that's too much standing water. Mosquitoes.
■ Ugh, I hate mosquitoes.
■ Is that a bug?
■ No, just rice.
■ Wait, when did we have Spanish rice?
■ Oh, leftovers, not a bug.
■ Frickin' cheese.
■ Can we soak the plates before the rice and cheese get dried on?
■ I'm gonna have to let that soak now.
■ Ugh, my back hurts.
■ Frickin' dog, get outta the kitchen.
■ Smoke break!
■ Better dig into that pan.
■ Frickin' pan.
■ I hate scrubbing.
■ This is gonna ruin my nails.
■ This better be the best freakin pan on the face of the planet.
■ Once this pan is clean, I swear, I'm gonna put out a billboard on the greatness of this pan, that's how much work this pan takes.
■ Huh, I bet that's how God feels, He must cherish us after putting so much work in to clean us up.
■ Ugh, I need another SOS pad.
■ Oh pan, you better be worth it.
■ Yep, nails are ruined, I'm sure of it.
■ I'm so domestic.
■ Great, now all I need to be is barefoot and I'm every redneck's dream.
■ Don't ever say that to Kevin.
■ Oh gosh, I'm funny.
■ Freakin' pan.
■ Finally. Freaking dishes.