Just Spit It Out

I was watching Laguna Beach: The Real OC the other day with my teenaged daughter. Yeah, yeah, say what you will. It's one of my guilty pleasures. I mean, what's better than watching rich, bored, spoiled kids backstab each other, make faces behind huge designer sunglasses, roll in a Mercedes Benz or Range Rover while flirting with each other, drinking coffee or eating out at a restaurant? (That's all they do on that show. Hang out at the beach. Drink coffee at what seems like the ONLY coffee place in Laguna, or have dinner at a restaurant. When do they ever go to school?)

Anyway, Rocky and Alex (hope I get his name right. They all look the same to me) are having relationship problems. Things are cooling down after...two long weeks? *snicker* They see each other at a bonfire (another yearly event for this show--they have a bonfire every season). The conversation goes something like this:

Rocky: I want to make things work. I want us to work.
Alex: Me too.
Rocky: Really? But every time we're together, it's like there's a wall.
(Get a clue, girly!)
Alex: Just looks at her. Doesn't say anything.
Rocky: Are you happy?
Alex: I am.
They stare at each other. Cut to a shot of the waves hitting the shore. Murmured conversation. More looking at each other.
Rocky: Are we done then?
Alex: Yeah. I guess.
More staring. Then they eventually separate and walk their separate ways.

Now previous to this scene, Alex tells a friend that he's over Rocky. That she's a "stage-five clinger". Upon hearing that, I--typical defender of women's pride--promptly declares him a gutless dog after watching the bonfire break-up. I mean, didn't he just tell his friend that he was over her? Then why doesn't he just tell her outright and get it over with? What's up with the "yeah, i'm happy" crap?

My seventeen year old son looks at me and rolls his eyes and laughs. Tells me to get a grip. Then my daughter tells me her best friend's ex used what must be men's universal reason out there for breaking up. It's not you. It's me. Hey, if that was me, I'd have asked, "so exactly what is it about you that's causing you to break up with me? Then let's see what he says.

Jeez, louise. Is there a book out there that's entitled 101 Stupid, Inane Reasons Men Use to Break-up With Their Girlfriends because they don't have the guts to just come right out and say I don't feel the same way anymore? Personally, I'd prefer the truth to a bs reason like "I need space right now." WTF? Space? I'll give you space. Don't let the door hit your ass on the way out, buddy.

Then there's the guy who just doesn't call anymore. ABRUPTLY. For no reason at all. Sure, a woman with half a brain would figure out right quick that things were kaput. But to a female hopelessly in love, she'll forever wonder what did I do wrong? Worse, she'll take the blame on, thinking she MUST have done something to turn off the boyfriend and drive him away.

Puh-leeze. More likely, he didn't have the guts to tell you goodbye. So he just doesn't call. Leaving you hanging and possibly needing years of therapy. What crap. Look, the truth hurts and all that stuff, but wouldn't you rather get that than some made up reason that's transparently false anyway?

My kids say I have issues. Hell yeah, I do. If I had the answer to why men do stupid things, I'd write a bestselling women's self-help book about relationships. I don't. I just think that if a guy breaks up with you using a crappy reason, then good riddance. You don't want a man who can't come right out and say what he's thinking or feeling about something as important as your relationship. Sure, men and women are different creatures. Men are not as communicative as women. But do they have to lie? Heck, no. The truth hurts, but at least there will be closure.

What about you? Have you had a ex-boyfriend who gave you a patently false, crappy reason for breaking up with you? Do you want the truth? Or some generic, made-up bit?

Reviews

I've gotten several reviews for For One Night Only and I'm so excited. Two reviewers from Just Erotic Romance Reviews both gave it 5 stars! I'm so stoked. Thanks to Julie Esparza and Ginger Boucher for the great rating. Here are some snippets of the reviews:

Julie said "Yummy and tasteful, *For One Night Only* is a feast of sexual energy." She goes on to add, "I was expecting several chapters...When you write sex as well as Ms. Havlir does, you don't want it limited."

LOL! I will take that as a compliment. I write great sex, folks! Hey, sex is one of the things that makes the world go round, you know. Deny it all you want, but I firmly believe that.

Finally, Julie ends with, "In the end, it is the intensity of Lily and Michael's relationship, which is beautifully written that makes this story so enjoyable to read. Don't miss this story because *For One Night Only* will keep you warm on a cold night."

The other reviewer, Ginger, writes "The story line in this book grabbed me (and BDSM is not normally my cup of tea at all). *For One Night Only* is well written and cleanly edited." She goes on to add "The sex is amazingly hot, with descriptions that made me wonder why I hadn't ventured into the genre earlier. The Dom/sub relationship in the bedroom was cooperative, without force or reluctance. It was fully pleasurable for Lily and Michael... and for me."

Ginger ends with "Several secondary characters intrigued me. I hope Ms. Havlir will continue to develop them and, in time, tell the stories of Lily's friends. Anton's story cries out to be told."

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As for Anton, well, let me just say that I'm currently working on his story right now. I can't tell you much more than the fact that this is shaping up to be another hot one. I'll be posting a blurb as soon as I have one.

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If you've read For One Night Only, drop me a note. I'd love to know what you think!

A Baseball Hottie

One thing I'm not is a football fan. To me, the only redeeming factor for football? Those tight-ass uniforms. Other than that, can't stand the sport even if my son played it. Too violent for me. Since my beloved Red Sox had an early end to their season (better luck next year, guys!), I've taken to watching other baseball games. By the way, all you Red Sox haters out there--don't bother emailing me. I love my Red Sox. *g*

Yes, I admit. I'm a baseball freak. I'm on the fence about October. I'm sad that it signals the end of baseball season, yet happy that it's the playoffs and then the World Series. I watched the LA Dodgers get killed by the Mets. Though I'm not a Dodger fan, I rooted for them just because they're the hometown team. But while watching the Dodgers-Mets playoffs, I discovered David Wright.

He's hot. And no, my husband won't kill me. He knows it's harmless. I just like looking at hot guys. Who doesn't? If you tell me you don't, then you're a big, fat liar. *g*

Back to David Wright. This guy is seriously hot. Studly. I watched him the whole time. Double plays? What double plays? Who struck out and who hit a home run? Don't know. Don't care. I couldn't take my eyes off David Wright, New York Mets third baseman.


This pic doesn't really do him justice. But he's cute, isn't he?


He's the one on the right. Slightly better picture of him here. Hey, is that guy in the middle grabbing his crotch? Eew.


Another pic. Still looks cute to me.











Now I wish I can find a better photo of him. I'll be scouring the internet so I could post it here. But do you guys agree with me? He's hot. Too bad the Mets didn't make it to the World Series. By the way, I'm taking the Tigers over the Cardinals. Hope they don't let me down.