So today is cover reveal day for A is for Alpha Male! I'm so excited that I can move forward with this book, and I can't wait to give it to you....November 2013!!!
"Hey Laurel," you say, "Why so vague with the date, lady?"
Well, the answer is pretty simple. November is chock FULL of some MAJOR releases by a ton of awesome authors. So I'm still trying to pick a date that avoids the minefield of releasing on the same day as them.
Well, because I'm pretty sure if I release on the same day as them, nobody will buy my book. LOL So, as soon as I know the exact date, I'll shout it from the rooftops.
Now, a little about the book. It's SUPER special to me. It's not based on a true story or anything, but it is a fairly close depiction of one of my relationships...the one with my mom!
Anyway, I hope you love it, I hope it makes you pee your pants laughing, and I hope you feel like it was time really well spent when you're done.
Here's the blurb:
I’m Haley Whitfield, and I recently had the ingenious idea to enlist my mother, Allison, as my kick*ss sidekick and set out on a road trip.
This road trip wasn’t to be just any road trip, but a very special one indeed. An adventure with an acutely specific purpose-- to find our other halves. The peanut butter to our jelly. The i to our Phone. The stripper to our pole.
If our romantic desires were a personal ad, they would read something like this.
** Two sassy women (Ages twenty-seven and forty-nine respectively--Ouch. Okay, ages twenty-seven and thirty--with nineteen years experience-- respectively) seeking Alpha Males to love us with zeal and kiss us with skill. Gorgeous face and sexy, tattooed, hard body a must. If you aren’t a dangerous bad*ss with the x-rated skills and virility to match, don’t bother. Must be willing to protect us from danger, value our quirkiness, and keep your mouth shut when said quirkiness is what leads to said danger. Momma’s boys named Dan Smith need not apply.**
I know. It’s a bit wordy. In fact, it would probably cost a fortune. Luckily, we’re not ready for the personal ad. We’re not that desperate...yet.
This is my story.
Here's the cover!