Today we are super excited to have Gerry on the blog.
So we will not bore you with an intro, and now here is Gerry!
Someone is eating for two...
Full-figured vampire Glory St. Clair thinks things are finally going her way. She's no longer possessed by a demon, the legions of hell aren't on her tail, and her love life is heating up since she managed to reconnect with her maker-and longtime lover-Jeremy Blade.
When a pregnant demon shows up on her doorstep, Glory knows that everything is about to go to hell. Alesa is claiming that the baby she's carrying is Rafe's, conceived while she was inhabiting Glory's body. A clever trap? Or could it be true?
Booties and bibs are the last thing on Glory's mind when she discovers dark secrets from her own forgotten past. Who is she? What is she? And how will the men in her life deal with the fact that she may be more powerful than she knew? One thing is certain. Glory has way more to worry about than fitting into her favorite pair of jeans.
Gerry Bartlett confesses:
I don’t hate skinny jeans at all.
First, I love the title, REAL VAMPIRES HATE SKINNY JEANS. Yes, Glory St. Clair, the vampire in my Real Vampires books does hate skinny jeans because her hips and thighs are two of her problem areas—she was bloating when she was turned in 1604. But I don’t have the same figure issues Glory has. My legs are my skinniest part. Now go north of there and you hit chubby city. So I love skinny jeans and then put on some kind of loose top that covers up my bulges. What can I say? I’m not built exactly like my fictional heroine. I don’t have fangs either.
I do have something in common with Glory though. I have a weakness for great food. That’s why I have Glory wishing she could eat instead of sucking down her dinner. When I started writing about vampires I had to put myself in that place. What would I feel like if I was suddenly deprived of a Big Mac and fries FOREVER? Well, I can tell you, I don’t think immortality would win that contest. It would be a hard choice. I mean, do you ever drive pass a MacDonald’s and have to fight the steering wheel? The delicious smell! Another concern I had when I was imagining myself vampire was the loss of daylight. Now my daytime shows I could DVR, no problem. But how would you ever go inside a bank? Or be first for a one day sale? Okay so that last one sounded shallow. Maybe I should wax poetic here about missing a sunrise or basking in the rays at the beach. But I was never one to tan so I wouldn’t miss that. I mean, be seen in a bathing suit? Spare me.
So I’ll stop there. I could go on but then I’d just embarrass myself. I hope we can give away copies of REAL VAMPIRES HATE SKINNY JEANS to two lucky commenters this week. Any confessions you’d like to get off your chest? Would you like to be a vampire? Why or why not? I’m not ready for fangs but maybe you are. Share. I’m off to buy a new pair of jeans, but they do have to have some spandex. I don’t suffer for anybody. Not even to try to look cute.
For More info on Gerry and her books go to http://www.gerrybartlett.com/
Giveaway is for 18 and Older. Ends April 14th. (see paragraph above on how to enter)