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Well, I’m typing this post and feeling sad , and yes it’s rather sudden, but…it’s probably not surprising. So here it it is. This will be the final week for the Naughty and Spice blog.

Times have changed, and with Twitter and Facebook, not as many people blog or blog hop. All the NAS girls’ schedules have changed, our lives have changed, our writing paths have changed…change is in the air.

I really want to thank all our readers (including the authors!) and all the Open Mic Spice bloggers we’ve had join us over the years. And I’m so sorry to those Open Mic Spice bloggers who are losing future spots I gave out.

I had a lot of fun on this blog. A LOT. It was the place to just say (pretty much) whatever we wanted and let our hair down. This was a fun blog. We had great readers who were so much fun with their interactions. I’m really going to miss it here. But maybe the bonus is I’ll start blogging more on my OWN blog, since I tended to put my heart into NAS. And you’ll still find me floating around the blogosphere at the Bradford Bunch, and Samhain Blog, and the Aphrodisia Blog for a bit longer.

I’m not sure each one of us will do a farewell post, but if we don’t, know we all heart you very much! But you’ll see us around online I’m certain! *Wave*

(Here are the NAS girls Amie, Me, Karen, Lilli, back when the blog was just beginning. Texas at RWA 2007)

“Change is the law of life. And those who look only to the past or present are certain to miss the future.” John F. Kennedy

Hugs to you all! And keep being a little bit Naughty!

Shelli

So, I really didn’t have a topic, but I had this picture and I wanted to post it (how fun is that? my kid’s Barbie Bella and Edward going at it on my dining room table?). So I came up with the compromising position topic.

Have you ever been caught in a, er, compromising position?

Got one to share? Your ’shoot we’ve been caught!’ moment?

I have, though not as often as I’d like .  I think one of mine was in a college parking lot, got caught by security. Another was in a coat closet at a party, got caught by my roommate (poor gal was scarred for life). And really…that might be it. But coat closet was the most humiliating one and yet at the same time I didn’t even care. Yes, I was that far gone. These were all waaay long ago pre-kid. I’m entirely too boring now!

A big thanks to Shelli for letting me high-jack her day and give away a copy of my new  historical erotic romance Secrets of Sin.  Thanks again Shelli!

As the Lewis Carroll quote in the title implies, this blog is about food. A good romance is about all the five senses and food is just another way to include them all in your story. I love interesting food. To me a great meal can be very sexy. I love to cook, watch the food channel and try new dishes like the cornbread cobbler I made this weekend.

So it’s no wonder there is a lot of good food in Secrets of Sin. The hard part was finding good food that reflected the Caribbean in 1745. During the tension of their first meal together in four years husband and wife, Emilie and Reinier,  have “prawns, citrus glazed chicken, roasted yams and fresh fruits.”

And as they being to get to know each other at a picnic on the beach there is passion fruit puree, more seafood and mangoes.  They were also having lobster salad but alas there was no mayo in 1745. There is ginger at the picnic too but it not actually used as food.

It might not have been the best thing for their digestion but the biggest meal occurs as the conflict climaxes. Emiline, Reinier and his business partner, Connor, dine on snapper with onions and peppers, conch in lime juice, curried cabrito with hearts of palm, plantain gratin and ginger spice cake.  Not all of that is eaten off of plates either.

So what you think about food and romance. Do you think food can be sexy? Do you like it when food is mentioned in a romance? Have you read anything good recently that combined romance or sex and food? One random commenter will win a copy of Secrets of Sin!

But if all this talk of food hasn’t whetted your appetite for Secrets of Sin yet then here’s a excerpt that hopefully will.

“As I told you, Monsieur Barhydt.” Emiline thrust her chin up to make her point clear. “I rule Bougainvilla and I surely do not take your commands. But you are right about one thing, Sir. We will continue this discussion tomorrow.”

Turning away and marching toward the door, the breath flew from her lungs as Reinier came up behind her. His muscular arm gripped her small waist when he crushed her tightly against his body. She felt him aroused and straining against his breeches through the silk of her dress. Once again, a deep blush moved from her cheeks to the tightening tips of her breasts.

His breath was hot and demanding against her throat. “You may very well rule Bougainvilla, madam,” he purred, passion and promise all rolled into one.“But before I leave here again, I will rule you. And rest assured, wife, you will beg me to do it.”

Emiline’s whole body stiffened in resistance. As suddenly as he’d captured her, he let her go.

She wasn’t sure if it was his words or the definite twinge of excitement she felt that scared her most. This man she now considered barely more than a stranger, somehow saw into the farthest part of her mind—a part that she only even admitted to herself in the darkest of dark and lonely nights.

Noelle is half of the writing team of Chloe Harris along with Barbra Kolten. You can find out more about us, the books and the Hot and Huge Contest we’ve got going on at www.authorchloeharris.com

So I gave it up. Or I’m seriously trying to. On Tuesday it’ll be a week.

What did I give up, you’re wondering? Is it carbs? Is it caffeine? Is it men? Is it writing? Is it smut? Well, maybe to some of those, and maybe not. But they’re not what I’m trying to give up at this moment.

No what I’m trying to give up is…soda. All soda. My Achilles heel. My weakness. The love of my life. Okay not quite the love of my life, but we’ve been together forever. But when we’re together, water doesn’t exist. Nothing exists beveragely speaking except for soda–oh and coffee (decaf, I gave up caffeine years ago).

Plus everyone tells me how awful it is for me, but really, I was drinking diet/caffeine free. It wasn’t like I was downing a two liter of coke daily (whoops almost typed cock). I guess though their point is I’m not drinking enough water because of my soda habit. And it’s full of all kinds of chemical/ingredients I can’t even pronounce–and really have no desire to learn how to pronounce. But whatever…I still love soda. But I’m giving it up. To see how I feel after a month.

Anyway, tomorrow (Tuesday) it’ll be a week. Which is pretty darn awesome for me.

So. Do you drink soda?