When I was approached about being a featured writer at Hot Mojave Knights this October in Vegas, well, I needed convincing. Just coming off a grueling book tour, I was toast and had no intention of signing up to do more book stuff. I needed a break. No more talking about books. No more talking romance. No more Vegas.
And then I saw the men.
And a trip to Hunk Mansion.
I was in. I am sooo easy….but don’t tell anyone.
Who could resist the chance to vote on Mr. Mojave Knight? I’m assuming there is pre-judging and all that implies, right? I’m really looking forward to that part.
Anyway, much like you I love my men and my novels hot.
And, if you want romance that sizzles, where else should you be in October but Vegas at Hot Mojave Knights?
The chance to mingle with similarly afflicted story lovers. The chance to pick writers’ brains. A trip to Vegas in October where the weather is sublime, and the air like wine. The chance to see hunky guys without their shirts. All this a legit business deduction to boot? What’s not to like?
As a writer I’m looking forward to chatting with readers too because, even though I write for a living (actually I just write for a living so I can explain all those write-offs for evenings at male strip clubs to the IRS) I am at heart a reader. And I love to hear from other readers about what books they are enjoying, what types of stories they would like to see more of, and what they think is being overdone…if there is such a thing.
And, then there’s the costume ball. I come from a long line of adults who loved to play dress-up. Don’t ask, but suffice it to say my grandmother went to a party once dressed as Carmen Miranda with about forty pounds of bananas on her head. The next party she went in full Geisha regalia and she couldn’t take a stride longer than six inches—I would’ve loved to see her dance in that get up. My 6’4” grandfather was not amused. Anyway, I don’t know what I’ll wear for a costume…. it could be anything. Hey, I live in Vegas where a g-string, pasties and some Saran Wrap qualifies. But don’t hold your breath....
And Vegas is the perfect venue to talk romance, whatever your concept of it might be—trysts measured in hours, or a relationship spanning decades. Hot or not. And that’s what I want to do at Hot Mojave Knights. I want to hear what your concept of romance is.
Of course, I also want to talk about humor in romance novels—I mean sex is pretty funny after all. What? You say it’s not? Hmmm…well, it certainly is in my household. Anyway, I need to get that straightened out—perhaps you can help me.
And I want to ogle the romance novel cover models in the flesh.
Then join me, sign up, and come on in…the drinks will be cold, the men, hot, and the conversation…stimulating.
About Deborah Coonts
My mother tells me I was born a very long time ago, but I’m not so sure—my mother can’t be trusted. These things I do know: I was raised in Texas on barbeque, Mexican food and beer. I currently reside in Las Vegas, where my friends assure me I cannot get into too much trouble. Silly people. I am the author of WANNA GET LUCKY? (A NY Times Notable Crime Novel for 2010 and double RITA™ Finalist), LUCKY STIFF, SO DAMN LUCKY and four digital novellas, LUCKY IN LOVE, LUCKY BANG and LUCKY NOW AND THEN, Parts One and Two. The fourth Lucky novel, LUCKY BASTARD was just released May 14th in hardcover. I can usually be found at the bar, but also at www.deborahcoonts.com.