We are super excited to welcome Daisy Prescott to the blog today! She has graciously shared 10 things on her bucket list! ~*~ These are so much fun to read ~*~
Thanks for sharing Daisy! We hope you get a chance to do everything on your list and more!
1 Write a novel and publish it (This was on my list for years)
2 Inspire someone with my words
3 Have a tropical beach getaway with girlfriends
4 See sloths in the wild
5 Learn to scuba dive
6 Go to all 50 states (40 as of June 2013)
7 Eat at a Michelin 3 star restaurant
8 Travel to India with my husband
9 Live in the Pacific Northwest (again)
10 Eat a croissant or baguette from Continental Bakery in Birmingham, ALThanks for sharing Daisy! We hope you get a chance to do everything on your list and more!
Blurb ~*~
Food writer Maggie Marrion is
just getting back on her feet after a horrible year, or two, or three.
With their twentieth reunion approaching, she invites four of her closest
friends from college for a weekend at her beach cabin. What she doesn’t expect
is her best friends, artist Quinn Dayton and part-time erotica novelist, Selah
Elmore, to play matchmaker. The two plot a surprise that will make the weekend,
and her life, a lot more interesting.
Gil Morrow, former grunge
musician turned history professor, joins them as Selah’s date for the weekend.
After coming face to face with the one who got away, he decides he's waited
long enough to get the girl. With the support of old friends, a few wishing
rocks, the world’s largest burrowing clam, and a hot lumberjack thrown into the
mix, Gil reminds Maggie that forty-something isn’t too old for second chances.
Can we learn to love the life
we have and let go of who we expected to be? What happens when the generation
from The Breakfast Club and Reality Bites meets The Big Chill? Come spend a
weekend with these Generation X-ers as they share laughter, tears, life’s ups
and downs, old stories, and new beginnings.
Excerpt ~*~
“We’ll see how the
night goes.”
“Is that a challenge, Maggie May?”
Gil leans forward and catches her eye, then puts his hand on her leg above her
knee, and squeezes.
The heat of his hand warms her and
her muscles clench.
“Maybe.”
Gil licks the corner of his mouth.
“Good to know.” Leaning back, he keeps his hand on her thigh.
Mentally, Maggie fans herself. The
fire in front of her isn’t the only one she’s playing with tonight.
Quinn and Ryan eventually make their
way out to join the group on the beach, carrying the s’mores supplies along
with metal skewers from the kitchen.
“I can’t believe I’m offering this
after the meat feast, but who wants dessert?” Ryan gestures the platter of
goodies.
“I’ll never turn down chocolate or
Nutella.” Selah gets up to grab a skewer and marshmallow.
“I need to taste Maggie’s Nutella
s’more,” Gil says, squeezing her leg. “Mind making me one?”
“If I can stand, sure.” She pushes
off the sand, using Gil’s leg to prop herself up.
“Charred or not charred?” She waves
a marshmallow in front of Gil.
“Charred, of course.” He grins.
“Heathen,” she teases and sticks the
marshmallow directly into the flames. Pulling the flaming ball of goo out of
the fire, she blows on it before handing the skewer to Gil. ‘Hold this, and no
eating it.”
Carefully
grabbing a graham crack, she smears on a dollop of Nutella, and then places the
charred marshmallow on top before adding another cracker.
She licks a big dollop of Nutella
off the side, getting some of the warm chocolate on the corner of her mouth.
“Here.” She hands him the sticky
mess, noticing that Gil shifts his legs and squirms.
“You missed a spot.” He gestures to
her lips before biting the s’more.
Maggie licks her lips, trying to get
off the Nutella. She glances at Gil, who closes his eyes and moans.
“Good?”
“Mmmm…. Hhmmmm… mmmmm” is all that
comes out of him. Still with his eyes closed he reaches up to swipe off the
Nutella from chin with his thumb. It’s Maggie’s turn to quietly moan as she
watches him lick his thumb.
“Food porn as foreplay?” Quinn asks
as he sticks his own marshmallow into the flames next to Maggie.
“What?” She asks, completely unaware
of where she is.
“You have it so bad.” Selah chimes
in from behind her. “Move out of the way or toast another marshmallow.” She
bumps Maggie with her hip.
“More,” Gil says, opening one eye as
he pops the last of the s’more into his mouth.
“Best s’more ever?” Maggie asks,
grabbing another marshmallow.
“Best ever.” Gil winks. “More.”
“Greedy.” She chars another
marshmallow.
The rest of the gang is likewise
toasting and moaning over their creations.
“Where was this when I used to smoke
pot?” Quinn asks.
“I’m grateful Nutella wasn’t around
in college. I’d be as big as a house,” Jo says, eating a perfectly toasted but
not charred marshmallow.
Maggie hands Gil another s’more,
which he snatches from her like a starving man.
“You okay there, big guy? Can I make
one for myself now?”
Gil gives her a stink eye but nods
his head, his mouth too full to respond verbally.
Maggie sits back down next to Gil
with her own s’more. She takes a bite, closes her eyes and moans. She can’t
help herself.
When she opens her eyes, she catches
Gil licking the s’more right before biting it.
“What the hell?” She tries to save
her s’more from his greedy mouth, but he is too quick.
“It was dripping and going to land
on your shirt. I was trying to be a gentleman and protect your clothing.”
Maggie stares at him.
“Not buying it?”
“No.” She licks her lips where the
melted marshmallow makes them sticky. She watches Gil staring at her lips.
“Can I help you with that?” He
offers, his eyes flicking to her mouth, then back up to her eyes.
“I think I’ve got it.”
“I’m not sure about that.” He
reaches out his index finger, swipes under her bottom lip, and shows her the
chocolate.
Review ~*~
While Geoducks for Lovers started a little slow for me, it did pick up nicely. Maggie is a little neurotic, but aren't we all. Gil is sweet anda flirt, a really fun character. But I loved the supporting characters of Quinn and Selah. They were my favorites. I think I had the hardest time relating to this because I didn't / don't have that kind of connection with people I went to school with. It is hard to imagine a group staying so close for so many years. But it is nice to see and made me wish I had that connection.
This debut novel from Daisy Prescott is a winner, especially if you like a second chance romance with characters who have a little more life experience, and I look forward to seeing what else she has for us down the road.
Author Info ~*~
Before writing full
time, Daisy Prescott worked in the world of art, auctions, antiques, and home
decor. She earned her degree in Art History and endured a brief stint as a film
theory graduate student. Baker, art educator, antiques dealer, blue ribbon pie
maker, blogger, content wrangler, freelance writer, fangirl, gardener, wife,
and pet mom are a few of the other titles she’s acquired over the years.
Born and raised in
San Diego, Daisy and her husband (aka SO) currently live in a real life Stars
Hollow in the Boston suburbs with their dog, Hubbell, and an imaginary house
goat. Geoducks Are for Lovers is her debut novel. She is busy researching her
second novel.
Author Links ~*~
@daisy_prescott (Twitter)
Link to Follow the Tour: http://tastybooktours.blogspot.com/2013/03/now-booking-tasty-virtual-book-blast.html
I received a complimentary copy of this book as a part of a book tour in exchange for a fair and honest review.
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I keep making plans with my old college roommate but they have been falling through and I do see her when I go home at least once. We want to take a trip to a spa very soon. Can't wait to read Geoducks are for Lovers!
ReplyDeleteI didn't go to college when I was younger, so I don't have any old college friends. I DO hang out with some of my current student friends, but I'M the old one!! :P
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