I recently spent an entire 45-minute workout jamming to the Spice Girls. Usually, I spend my workout time pretending I'm Beyoncé giving a concert, but this time I was five women, all in terrible 90s fashion, and it was glorious.
I fucking love the Spice Girls. The singing is passable, the lyrics are ridiculous, and the beats are infectious. Plus, they remind me of my youth! Sigh. My youth.
So, here, have some Spice Girls. Let's start with the one that wins the award for Most Sexy Sounding Song Until You Actually Listen to the Lyrics, and Then You Just Cringe at the Girl Huffing "Get It On, Get It On" Over and Over Again: 2 Become 1.
I dare you to not get pumped at the gym while listening to "Spice Up Your Life."
And no half-assed retrospective could be complete without "Wannabe." Researchers have yet to discover what "zig-a-zig-aahh" means, but my studies tell me it translates to "Ha! You secretly love this song, sucka!"
Friday, May 9, 2014
Tuesday, May 6, 2014
A Completely True Biography of Neil deGrasse Tyson
I have made a ridiculous post at Persephone Magazine about the amazeballs Neil deGrasse Tyson: astrophysicist, magical unicorn tamer, mustache aficionado.
Tuesday, April 15, 2014
My Writing Process Blog Hop
Howdy, loyal blog buddies! I'm going to chat with you today about my writing process, in case you yourself wish to write nonsense that's full of sex and want to learn how this humble unicorn-lover does it. Thanks to Nico Rosso for tagging me in this blog hop -- you can read about his process here.
What am I working on?
I'm working on secrit superheroine book. (You should have read that to yourself in a very dramatic voice.) It's probably going to end up being women's fiction in the vein of Sookie Stackhouse -- a series centered around one heroine with paranormal abilities.
My superheroine will not be sexily gadding about with her gravity-defying tits exposed while wearing leather short-shorts -- she's going to be a heroine that real ladies can actually relate to. The book is shaping up to be one of my favorite things, which is me taking a standard story and spinning it on its head. Which brings me to...
How does my work differ from others in this genre?
I'm actually now trying to acquire a romance agent (I have a separate agent for my non-romance humor work) for my paranormal Nerd at First Bite. I've taken the trope of the ancient, sexy, rich, mopey, pasty vampire and created the opposite. Frank, the hero of NaFB, is Black, his business is failing, he's only been a vamp for ten years, and he's an uber-nerd whose experience with women can be detailed thusly:
Yeah -- not good. Personally, I think nerdy vamps will be the new, hot thing. Er, I hope.
I find that inverting tropes can make for some awesome humor, and I just love doing it. Not that I don't love the tropes of my genre! I adore romance (obvs), but I love being the class clown, too. That's what makes me different. I'm gonna bring the rom-com back, I tells ya!
Why do I write what I do?
I'm a goofball. I'm a weirdo. And I love making people laugh, so I write romantic comedies. I couldn't write some dark, stressy romance if I tried. Sex and laughter -- is there a better combination than that? My heroes and heroines tend to be losers who discover their best selves through love and adventure, and grow into their life's purpose without forgetting where they came from. Samantha Lytton, the heroine of my Dimple book series, starts the first book in a very low place in her life. Her job is dead-end, her bed is empty (save for cheeseburgers), and things seem grim. I think we've all been there -- I sure as hell have. I try to write real people who don't have their act together with a yacht on top, because I don't know anybody who has a yacht or the perfect life. BTW, if you have a yacht and the perfect life, can I be your friend? I'll bring beer!
How does my writing process work?
Butthole. Yup, that's it.
I think I'm in the minority of novel writers in that I do not plot. Unless I have to. I did have to write a synopsis for the second and third Dimple books for my publisher, but, in the end, the actual books differed from the original plans somewhat.
I'm a pantser, in that I write by the seat of my pants. I love sorta-knowing what's going to happen next, but maybe not how I'll get there. My books are plot-based, fast-paced adventures with a hot romance thrown into the mix. Generally, I get an idea for a character and start with her. For my Ragnar and Juliet series, I saw a vision of a space bounty hunter heroine going after an innocent man, and then falling for him. She proudly shops at Sluts-R-Us, and her hero is a gentle giant who works to convince her that love is the answer. (I also adore reversing stereotypical gender roles.)
Character, then situation, then adventure. Then hott sexxoring aw yeaaaahhhhhhhhhh.
Ahem.
So that's how I write my rom-coms. It's not a pretty process, but it's a funny one, and that's all that matters.
Tag, You're It
Next up in the blog hop: The delightful Melissa Blue! (Seriously, go check her stuff out!)
Outside of writing contemporary romances, Melissa Blue works as a mail
clerk for the federal government, has a paralegal certificate (that she has more use for as a dust pan) and is a mother of two
rambunctious children. She lives in California where the wine is good
and, despite popular belief, is not always sunny. Her blog:
http://melthegreatest. blogspot.com/.
Monday, April 14, 2014
Romance, She Wrote
I’ve been visiting my parents in sunny Florida (sorry, everyone
buried in a snow drift), and one of their favorite old shows to watch
is Murder, She Wrote, a US TV series from the 80s/90s. It’s about a murder-mystery writer
named Jessica Fletcher, portrayed by the inimitable Angela Lansbury.
She solves mysteries that she happens to stumble upon in her real life,
although personally I always thought she’d be a dangerous friend to
have, as people were being whacked around her once a week.
For a fanciful moment, I imagined the TV character they’d make out of me and my romantic comedy writing. I’d travel from town to town jazzing up listless relationships, or giving a reason for a lonely heart to believe in love again. Or maybe I’d just have a collection of hot guys I’d give away to lonely gals (and boys). Now that I write that, what a good business idea… I’d bicycle around town like Jessica Fletcher spreading love and not murder, which I think is a good choice.
But that’s kind of what I do, right? I write about love, love that I believe in with my whole heart. Love that heals and bolsters and fulfills. Passion that wakes us up and gives us a reason to keep going, even in the tough times. And the greatest thing I can do is to make somebody laugh, for nothing revitalises the spirit like the joy that comes from laughter. When somebody writes a review and says I made them laugh, I feel like I’ve contributed something good to the world.
So maybe my story could be called Romance, She Wrote (which is admittedly loftier than Smut, She Wrote, although they are both accurate). Lots of folks say that romance as a genre is silly, vapid, poorly written. But I know that we lovers of romance inject delight into the world, and into the bedroom, rawr. And there’s not a damn thing wrong with that.
Now somebody give me a TV show!
Love, Lucy
PS: I have a brand new newsletter! Join the fun for excerpts, general nonsense, and that sexy, funny romance.
For a fanciful moment, I imagined the TV character they’d make out of me and my romantic comedy writing. I’d travel from town to town jazzing up listless relationships, or giving a reason for a lonely heart to believe in love again. Or maybe I’d just have a collection of hot guys I’d give away to lonely gals (and boys). Now that I write that, what a good business idea… I’d bicycle around town like Jessica Fletcher spreading love and not murder, which I think is a good choice.
But that’s kind of what I do, right? I write about love, love that I believe in with my whole heart. Love that heals and bolsters and fulfills. Passion that wakes us up and gives us a reason to keep going, even in the tough times. And the greatest thing I can do is to make somebody laugh, for nothing revitalises the spirit like the joy that comes from laughter. When somebody writes a review and says I made them laugh, I feel like I’ve contributed something good to the world.
So maybe my story could be called Romance, She Wrote (which is admittedly loftier than Smut, She Wrote, although they are both accurate). Lots of folks say that romance as a genre is silly, vapid, poorly written. But I know that we lovers of romance inject delight into the world, and into the bedroom, rawr. And there’s not a damn thing wrong with that.
Now somebody give me a TV show!
Love, Lucy
PS: I have a brand new newsletter! Join the fun for excerpts, general nonsense, and that sexy, funny romance.
Friday, March 28, 2014
I Have a Newsletter Now, so Clicky and Whatnot
Yup, friends, I have finally joined 1998 and have gotten myself a newsletter. I won't bug you too often, but I will send fun info and bad jokes, or bad info and fun jokes, all of which are awesome. Basically, it'll be lies. All lies.
Won't you join me? McAvoy approves!
Thursday, March 13, 2014
THE WRATH OF DIMPLE, Sam and Samantha's Final Romp, Is Coming Your Way!
I have a cover! And now I shall reveal…THE WRATH OF DIMPLE, releasing on the Totally Bound site July 4th, everywhere August 4th!
THE WRATH OF DIMPLE, Book 3 in the Samantha Lytton Series.
Life is perfect for Samantha Lytton, big-screen superheroine. Her acting career flourishes, the bad guys from her past are in prison, and she’s married her true love, be-dimpled ex-thief Sam. Everything is so rosy and idyllic, it’s like a freaking princess movie. Well, an R-rated one. Nothing could mar Sam and Samantha’s fairy tale romance!
Except the moment in the emergency room when Sam, his head cracked open, turns to his beloved wife and asks, “Who the hell are you?”
He’s suffering from…Samnesia! (At least he still laughs at Samantha’s stupid puns.) How on earth does that happen? If Samantha is going to live her very own soap opera, she’d choose an evil twin over amnesia any day.
With no idea who has attacked Sam or why, Samantha is left in the depths of despair with a hunk who doesn’t remember her, a creepy film director who’s getting more threatening by the minute, and, oh, the people who continue to try to murder Sam. How do you solve a mystery wrapped in a head bandage inside an empty skull? Nothing a little Norwegian fish porn and a lot of cleavage can’t fix. Hopefully.
Samantha needs every ounce of her courage to win her husband back before their enemies catch up to finish them both off. She thought their love was written in the stars, but it might be scribbled on an Etch-A-Sketch.
Wednesday, March 12, 2014
Ooooh, New Book Alert -- Rough Weather by Lisabet Sarai
Lisabet Sarai is a buddy author, so I'm sharing her new book, Rough Weather! There's contest info at the bottom as well -- woot! Below is the blurb, and you can read an excerpt here.

Destiny hides in the tempest’s heart...
Ondine has always felt at home in the sea. Orphaned at birth and raised by her grandmother on the island of Martha’s Vineyard, she has never really questioned her extraordinary affinity for the watery world. She concentrates on her work as a marine biologist, spends her weekends relaxing among the waves and worries about human threats to her beloved ocean environment. Fears of a deadly pregnancy like her mother’s make her cautious about sex.When she encounters an attractive but arrogant engineer on her private beach, surveying the site for a prospective off-shore wind farm, anger is her first reaction. A casual touch, however,transforms that emotion to incomprehensible, irresistible, terrifying lust.
Ebony-skinned Marut has his own talents—aside from his uncanny ability to swamp Ondine with desire. He can control the winds and summon storms. He informs Ondine that they share a supernatural heritage and claims she is his destined mate. She responds with scepticism and tries to resist the charismatic Haitian, but ultimately her scientist’s training won’t permit her to deny the evidence of her senses—and her heart. As a brutal northeaster batters the island and Marut’s life hangs in the balance, Ondine learns that true power lies in surrender to her elemental nature.
Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of light bondage.
Buy Links:
Totally Bound: https://www.totallybound.com/rough-weather
All Romance Ebooks: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-roughweather-1436928-149.html
Amazon US: http://www.amazon.com/Rough-Weather-Lisabet-Sarai-ebook/dp/B00IPLDIK0/
Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Rough-Weather-Lisabet-Sarai-ebook/dp/B00IPLDIK0/
Contest!Win a copy of Rough Weather plus a copy of its sequel, Hot Spell, the book in which Ondine and Marut first made their appearance. To enter, send an email to contest [at] lisabetsarai[dot] com with the subject line “Rough Weather Giveaway”. Contest closes on March 31,2014.
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For more information about Lisabet and her writing, visit her website (http://www.lisabetsarai.com) or her blog Beyond Romance (http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com). She also hangs out at the group blog Oh Get a Grip (http://ohgetagrip.blogspot.com), writes monthly reviews for Erotica Revealed (http://www.eroticarevealed.com) and contributes to the ERWA blog (http://erotica-readers.blogspot.com).
Thursday, February 13, 2014
Book Giveaway for ONE DAY ONLY
Celebrate GALENTINE'S DAY with a free book or 25% off!
To hell with Valentine’s Day — celebrate GALENTINE’S DAY
with a feminist, funny rom-com by moi. Mandi @ Smexy Books says, “This
author can crack me up like no one else.” See? You can’t lose!
Contest on Galentine’s Day only, Feb. 13th!
Monday, February 10, 2014
I'm Giving Away 3 Paper Copies of THE DIMPLE OF DOOM on Goodreads!
Naturally, I assume you already own four copies of THE DIMPLE OF DOOM, Greatest Book of Our Time (TM), but just in case you'd like to win a paperback copy, enter below! This contest is for the book sniffers, the page fondlers who don't enjoy electronic reading. Plus, fondling is fun. And I totally get it! I, for one, enjoy proudly reading my funny romance in public where all can enjoy.
Enter to win
Goodreads Book Giveaway
The Dimple of Doom
by Lucy Woodhull
Giveaway ends March 11, 2014.
See the giveaway details at Goodreads.
Thursday, February 6, 2014
Everything Normal in Russia Extra Great Olympics Now.
There is definitely not any shower surveillance happening in Sochi at Olympics.
The strange black wire you see in toilet is of no mind. It is…flushing apparatus. Yes, flushing apparatus. But do not touch. NEVER TOUCH FLUSHING APPARATUS.
Unusual bug on wall is totally normal. Is Russian decorate thing. But is not actual bug like KGB. Did I say KGB? I mean American NSA. See? Other countries are shit, too.
If you hear voice coming from under mattress, is merely high-tech welcoming device to remind you of home. Please obey all orders it suggest. You can pretend it is nagging wife! Ha. Ha. Ha. Is joke.
Is not really joke. Obey voice.
You may have heard “In Soviet Russia, TV watches you!” This is absolutely untrue. TV does not work, no matter what clicking may be coming from behind it. There is no click, and never has been a click. Click does not mean watching. If someone tell you opposite, please to report them to Olympic “Welcome” Committee. Yes, we mean to use quotes. Why?
Some guests may experience special visits in dead of night from hotel management. They are merely check on your satisfaction. Please show proof of passport to express satisfaction. We may borrow passport so that you may be satisfied for an unspecified length of time. You will definitely enjoy. Definitely.
Welcome to Olympics!
The strange black wire you see in toilet is of no mind. It is…flushing apparatus. Yes, flushing apparatus. But do not touch. NEVER TOUCH FLUSHING APPARATUS.
Unusual bug on wall is totally normal. Is Russian decorate thing. But is not actual bug like KGB. Did I say KGB? I mean American NSA. See? Other countries are shit, too.
If you hear voice coming from under mattress, is merely high-tech welcoming device to remind you of home. Please obey all orders it suggest. You can pretend it is nagging wife! Ha. Ha. Ha. Is joke.
Is not really joke. Obey voice.
You may have heard “In Soviet Russia, TV watches you!” This is absolutely untrue. TV does not work, no matter what clicking may be coming from behind it. There is no click, and never has been a click. Click does not mean watching. If someone tell you opposite, please to report them to Olympic “Welcome” Committee. Yes, we mean to use quotes. Why?
Some guests may experience special visits in dead of night from hotel management. They are merely check on your satisfaction. Please show proof of passport to express satisfaction. We may borrow passport so that you may be satisfied for an unspecified length of time. You will definitely enjoy. Definitely.
Welcome to Olympics!
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