Hollywood Hunks week continues with my idea of porn

 The Vin Diesel, Paul Walker, Dwayne Johnson porno otherwise known as Fast Five.

Two huge bald biker dudes with their pretty boy toy in hot cars. Oh hell yeah. Hollywood must now be catering to chicks. Okay, chicks who like hot men and cars and very little spoken dialogue because dude Diesel so does not need to talk.


Awww how sweet, they are gonna hug, gimme some lovin' baby wrap those pythons around me...... and damn Paul Walker has gorgeous eyes.



And let's not forget the cars. Oh god the cars, look at that pretty thing in the last pic, not the girl the Dodge Challenger, WANT. And the Charger in the middle one, it looks like a Charger, paint it orange and Bo and Luke Duke might pop out of it.

Yeah, I think this movie is on my summer to do list. So who's up for a girl's day out?

Mercy

Tattoo Tuesday Hollywood Hunk edition

I thought this idea for tattoo Tuesday would be easy breezy. Seriously, I did. Tattoos are everywhere in the entertainment industry right? Yes they are. So why exactly was it so damned hard to find photos of my favorite Hollywood hunks showing off their tattoos? Apparently because MY favorite hunks don't have tattoos or at least visible tats that have been caught on camera. Really? Really! Am I that much of a goody goody? Even the guys I lust over are squeaky clean.

But all is not lost, I did find a few to tempt you with before I gave up the search.

Remember last week when I showed you some pics of Zac Efron being all cute skateboarding on the beach? Well apparently Zackie has a hidden tattoo too. Ooh he is so cute with his little bad boy hair cut and cut bod he has a tat to boot. Right there under his arm, it's sort of hard to make out but it's there. And damn how did he get so yummy.



and my favorite fictional man. Dean Winchester. Let's talk about him. Boring old Jensen Ackles doesn't seem to have any vices what so ever. But both of the Winchester boy's from Supernatural have tattoos, matching tattoos no less. One that is supposed to keep them from being found by demons. The tats most likely just sent the slash fan fiction writers into a tizzy. Oh and in addition to the tattoo Dean has an Angel hand print on his shoulder. His good buddy Castiel left it when he gripped him tight and raised him from hell. Is it any wonder male male romance writers love this guy, er guys. All the man love and all the angst. God.


I do love me some Dean Winchester.

And one more for the road. Johnny Depp. Okay I have a confession to make. Johnny Depp isn't on my short list of favorite actors. Heck aside from Jack Sparrow he isn't even on my long list. And seriously, I have never understood his allure. He's sort of creepy if you ask me, pretty as hell but creepy. Why am I throwing him in here? Because he is most likely your favorite tattooed actor. And well this picture is sort of nice to look at, he almost looks normal and I like his Jack Sparrow tat.


Mercy

Thursday AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm in a pretty good mood for a Thursday believe it or not. Sitting here listening to KOL and avoiding any real work like house cleaning. Amazing exactly how much you can accomplish once you give that up. One day, when I'm finally a best selling millionaire author, or when I hit the lottery, or some rich relative I don't know about drops dead and leaves me everything, I'm going to hire a full time housekeeper. It's going to be a guy. A pretty guy who loves to do the cleaning and the cooking and only wears a pair of skimpy boxer briefs while he's doing it, okay in winter he can wear socks. Come on I am not heartless. Not real sure how my husband will take this piece of news, or the kids, but you know this is my fantasy so I don't really care. And an apron but only when I don't let him wear the undies.

Ooh iTunes just switched over to P!nk, love me some P!nk. If I like girls in that way, she would be my choice. But I don't so I just listen to her sing dirty sexy love songs. I love dirty sexy love songs.

No I haven't been drinking. Shut up, bitches. I swear I don't understand you people. Can't you understand the train of thought meanderings of a crazy writer with nothing to keep her mind occupied.

What were we talking about again? Oh yeah what I would do if I suddenly came in to money? Well I'd buy the car from last Friday's post. I'd get those two surgeries I desperately need but keep putting off because of a mean insurer only wanting to pay half. And go to Ireland, and maybe Australia. Other than getting the domestic help mentioned above, that's about it. I'm not really a materialistic sort of person. Just the basics is all I need.
What would you do if you suddenly came into money and let's keep this real, let's put this on a budget one million maximum, not one of those mega lotteries with humpteen million dollars that would keep a small country in business for a decade. No, be reasonable. One Million after tax. What would you do with it? What's your secret desire?

So you know mine and I am interviewing candidates. Let me know who has the best qualifications for keeping the Mercy house in spicnspan condition.








Mercy

Kitchen Equipment and New Book release and Contest idea

So let's talk a little bit about new books, cuz ya know I has one. Okay it's really just a short story but it's my short story my second published work so you know I'm kinda partial to it.

It's called The Fifty First Thursday or The 51st Thursday the website has both. It's a male/male romance with some pretty hot scenes of man lovin' so don't go there if it's not what your are into. If you are then hey go see what's up with Shelby and Deacon. 51 has it's own page over to the right or just go to the previous post.

Before I get to talking about kitchen equipment I'm going to ramble on about a possible book give-away. Either book or both maybe. I'm thinking that I'm sitting at around 1900 page views (I know that's not many but I haven't had this site long and it's growing every day). So why don't we go with something like when the site hits 3000 page hits or 15 followers I give away an e-copy (cuz that's all I have) winner's choice. You think? Leave a comment, hit the follow button so Falyn will stop being lonely and tell your friends.

Now on to today's planned topic before the book release waylaid me.

Kitchen Equipment or those things I can't live without.

Stove obviously, and since my brand new range oven stopped working I have been without it for a week, waiting for a part that is supposed to come in Friday of this week and then for Sears to schedule a repairman after it arrives. I need my oven people how else am I supposed to cook bacon? Or lasagna? Or toast, I like mine done on one side, spread with a little margarine and popped under the broiler. I need toast with my eggs and bacon, did I mention I need the oven to cook bacon.

My Kitchen Aid mixer, which I really don't need without the OVEN working. It's purple. I won it from The Pioneer Woman last year in one of her give-aways. I never win anything. I giggled and shouted and went to Florida and bought a lottery ticket. It won two bucks.

Good heavy bottomed stainless steel cookware and heavy stone bake ware. These are a must. A good stainless steel frying pain will last you for years, never wash it in the dishwasher and fried eggs will float on top of the surface.

I keep talking about breakfast mmm think I'm craving bacon and eggs....

The right knives, and you don't have to have fancy ones, mine are all mismatched but sharp as all get out. I don't use a cutting board very often, and I don't even know how to use a potato peeler. I prefer a good handled small paring knife for just about everything, yes I can peel a potato or an apple faster than you can with a peeler, paper thin and in one long flowing peel. Yes I'm bragging.

Restaurant quality tongs and wire whisks. Do not get one of those cheap ass things from the dollar store, especially the whisks. Rust builds up in those and falls into your food. Sam's club has some really good sets. Look for whisks that are sealed. I've had mine for years and they look brand new. Both tongs and whisks.

Those heat proof silicone spatulas and spoontulas. Love those things.

Building a kitchen isn't hard, trial and error, finding what you like and what works and things you will never use. You don't need fancy, your shouldn't buy cheap, and mismatched is fine.

Now if I can only find the following two items, then my kitchen will be perfect.


There's a reason why I call myself

Mercy

Favorite Friday Hard Body warning

So I've talked about my favorite TV shows, all both of them, a book I really enjoyed, twice, no three times. So today I thought I'd talk about something a little off the beaten path. Caution there will be hot hard body photos a little farther down. You were warned...it's nearly pornographic. Okay you were warned.

Let's talk cars.

Yeah I said cars. What you didn't hear me over the screeching brake noises your brain just made? Just because I am a girl, okay sort of a girl, I have the parts at least, I can't like cars. I love cars, lust over cars, I like looking up under the hood at all those parts. Gets me...okay that's pushing it a bit. I will not ever have grease under my fingernails but that doesn't mean I can't look does it?
Growing a pseudo tom-boy in the middle of nowhere Florida back in the dark ages when muscle cars from the previous two or three decades could be seen roaring down highway 90 I learned to appreciate the beauty of cars. And that men were physically turned on by cars. See these things clicked with me, even as a 12 year old I knew the way to a man's heart was a hot car. I think my favorite classic will forever be a 67 Mustang, dark blue. My first former boyfriend had one of those, too bad it was after he was former. I like to think he got one was because of me but that would be reaching. He wasn't a car guy. Anyway. Let's carry on shall we.

I drive a minivan. Yeah I know it breaks my heart too. I should be driving something without carseats that strap in, heck it shouldn't even have room for a carseat. I do not want to drive a minivan the rest of my life. I want a muscle car dammit. In deep dark shiny almost black blue with black racing stripes and a hemi engine.

I want this
A Dodge Challenger, oh my effin lord this car is beautiful. I can look at the new Mustang with appreciation, the new Camero with something a little more reverent, but this, this makes me want to have it's babies. Okay TMI sorry.

Look at those lines, clean, sweet, luscious lines. This car isn't a woman, it's a man, a tight packed hard bodied man, right down to the treasure trail leading under it's hood to the hemi hidden inside.
Just as pretty driving away as coming at ya. Look at that ass, all tight....uhm okey dokey then...moving on.

Oh yeah a classic never ever goes out of style.
Until next week, have a great weekend, go check out a car show or something. Open your eyes to the beauty of cars, find your own favorite fall in love, write it epic poetry or hell just shout Yee Haw.

Mercy

Bouncy Monday

I am so happy with all of the stellar reviews Double Coverage has gotten. I have two linked on the Review page a four star and a five star. Today I got another five star, this time from Just Erotic Romance Reviews or JERR the only thing is you have to subscribe to their newsletter to read it. Not a problem, it's a great newsletter, very well done in an easy to read layout and by the looks of it they don't send out a lot of email. Go check them out at this link JERR NEWSLETTER.

You know what I like most about these reviews isn't the star ratings but the words. The excitement the reviewers display actually makes me want to run out and read the book and I wrote the thing.

Hope everyone else is having a happy Monday,
Mercy

Favorite Friday

My dad died last July. Okay, I know what a way to start a Favorite Friday post, major buzz kill, I know. There is a method to my madness, so bear with me. Like I said, my dad died last July and I shut completely down. I stopped reading. Completely just stopped. I went to the library and brought home a ton of books, hoping for something anything to catch my interest so that I could lose myself. I desperately needed to lose myself. I had migraines, panic attacks, days where I didn't know how to process even simple requests or do simple tasks. I have kids, you can't just wallow when you have kids.
In August I started writing, with a vengeance, I've written books for years, even have a couple published under a different pen name, but until August I'd never just buried myself in writing. Since August first I've written five books. August first to February 28, five whole books. Sold three of them.
Double Coverage is available at Liquid Silver Publishing, just follow the links over to the right. The 51st Thursday and In From the Cold are coming soon from Cobblestone Press. Wicked Game and Behind Iron Lace are waiting for me to rewrite and edit before sending off to submission.

Now I guess since I've talked your ear off with my mental problems, I'll get to the point of this post.
I started reading again. I guess I purged whatever demons were eating me, I don't know, or I found a genre that caught my interest or both or well whatever, I'm going to do something I swore I would never do. I'm going to feature a book on this blog, one that is not mine or one of my friends or even here at the author's request. This is a simple fangirl type moment and since this is Favorite Friday I think this applies.




 I found this book a couple nights ago over at Dreamspinner Press. DP is strictly a M/M publisher. No girls, except in supporting roles. The first chapter excerpt of this book floored me. It was brutal. I bought it read it all in one sitting then turned around and read it again. My god. I don't ever do that.

Finding Zach is not for the faint of heart, and I don't mean that because there are a couple of guys getting it on. Zach is an extremely damaged young man. He was taken hostage when he was fifteen years old and survived for five years in the Venezuelan jungle in a dog crate. He was barely more than skin and bones when he was found, barely human.
The story skips two years following his rescue, Zach has now regained his health to an extent, but the mental damage is extreme. He's cold, bitter, yet scarily polite. Sometimes the fifteen year old boy that he was is still there other times not so much.

And then there's David, the boy he fell in love with, the reason he was sent away to his aunt in Costa Rico. David was eighteen when Zach kissed him, three years older, and horribly in love. Too young, both of them, David assumed it was just a crush that pushed Zach to kiss him. Zach's parents did too. They sent Zach away hoping he would forget about David. Zach never came back.

But after two years David has returned, he hasn't seen Zach since his rescue. Is operating under the idea that Zach blames him for sending him to hell.He won't see him, can't see him.
But then he meets a guy in a bar, a huge biker bad boy only to discover it's Zach. And that Zach is no longer the sweet little boy he remembers.

This book is not about finding a lost love who just happened to have some bad shit happen to him and moving on from there to a HEA. No Zach is too damaged for that. This story is heartbreaking. Yes there is sex, but you don't really notice it, the story overwhelms you, draws you in. Zach tears you apart, the five years he was away is told in graphic detail and isn't easy to read. David's patience will leave you aching. You forget this is a romance, you forget everything in hopes that Zach can be saved.
I am so glad I found this story, thank you Ms. Speedwell for a story I will never forget.

Mercy