Thursday, February 24, 2011

Coming SOON from Whispers

Tabitha turned and grinned over the long plank bar at the patrons of O’Shea’s Irish pub. Here was a pub with the true substance of the Emerald Isle. They had fae mixing it up with brownies and sprites. Leprechauns and djinn shot pool, and druid maidens swayed to Bocephus. Okay, so the Bocephas weren’t really an Irish thing, but Tabitha was from Texas, and since she couldn’t get them to listen to any rap or hip hop and she was frankly frightened of their knowledge of Motown and their love of artist like Bobby Blue Bland and Clarence Carter and Denise la Salle, she passed her time watching them bond with the humans over the countries newest acts and biggest hits.

Her boss was definitely Irish. The coppery red hair that was currently cut close and spiky on top of his head. The piercing green eyes that where often deeper than the whole Atlantic Ocean. Those were her favorite parts. Well, those and his massive shoulders and chest. Maybe those washboard abs or God—hey, she may be in a bar full of creatures and mythical critters, it only reinforced her belief in one true God—Seamus’s ass. No doubt about it. Irish looked hunky, handsome and damn fine on Seamus.

“You’re staring at me like you’ve missed your morning meal again, Tab,” Seamus said from over his shoulder.

Sure, she wanted to get in his bed and find out if the bulge running up the left side of his pants was real or just a hunk of German sausage.

Sunday, February 13, 2011

Things to come.

Well well well, I finally checked our email after a year and let me just say that if I were and 50-80 year old man, the ads alone for free Viagra or Chinese penis growth powder and medical "pumps" would be enough to drive me right on into the great beyond.

Other than that there were various requests to revive the daily articles. Manday Monday. Tastey Tuesday , Humpday, and others.

I can't promise, but I think they maybe coming along with some guest blogs, contests and other things.

So having said all that, let just go with "we're under construction, watch this space for great new things!"

-- Drea!

Monday, February 7, 2011

BEEN A LONG TIME!


And we shouldn't have left you without a dope beat to step to.


ok so yeah i may or may not have been watching aliyah and jet li just now, but suffice it to say that I just remembered that Laura and I have our very own blog that has been SORELY UNATTENDED.


2010 did a number on us as people and as authors. So many changes happened. The loss of loved ones, promotions, de-motions, scaling back, then branching out.


This is the life of a small Indy writer. But its the life of everyone. LIFE happens. Some days the muse is rampant. Most days she/he/it takes a bake seat while we search for reading glasses to go over bills or leases or recipes or book orders.


That's not to say we haven't been productive, just not as productive as we'd like to have been with the writing.


Excuses? Yup got a bag full of them. Not going to trot them all out. Not going to apologize, either. Well, we might a little bit, but mostly just to ourselves. Why ourselves? Well mostly, because we have you guys; Some of the most amazing fans ever, in our corner supporting us. You've told us over and over to take our time and do our thing. You've been here every time we've accomplished something new, needed prayer and positive energy, or forgotten ourselves.

So we are apologizing to ourselves for not allowing ourselves to step back and enjoy that as much as we should have. For not realizing what blessings we had in YOU. For pressuring ourselves to the point that we literally stiffled the love and joy right out of something that was fun and exciting. For not getting those extra pedicures and drinking a few more mojitos. For saving the good bath salts and skipping that extra chocolate covered stawberry. We're sorry for not being good to us, but we're over that phase. 2011 is about Drea and Laura and Laura and Drea. About Laura. About Drea.
2011 is ...new and fresh and exciting.


And thank you guys again for sticking by us. We have no clue what 2011 is going to bring. We can't promise stories will come any faster than they did last year. We can't promise that stories will come at all. Lots of really strong authors threw in the towel in 2010 for a number of reasons.

Laura and I know that we both love writing and telling stories, but we also know that sometimes we have to step back from that. Away from the world that is "Indy Press" and do some living.


Laura has turned into a stalker! Could be that super svelte body she is building in the gym, but honey child is on the road like no other. Concerts and tours and trips and cruises. OH and did i tell you that she LOVES GUNS...how the hell is that I've been denied my right as a native born Texan to participate in something i love doing, grew up doing (shooting) by the big sisters and aunts but Laura gets to take it up as a new hobby. WHEN WILL YOU PEOPLE LEARN ITS THE CUTE SHORT ONES THAT ARE THE MOST DANGEROUS!!!


As for me, well, Y'all know life is always an adventure!

There's the baking (seldom a day goes by that I am not covered in flour). Oh and the hunting and fishing. The dancing. The Grill, The family concession wagon. Oh and the "logistics meetings" Starting a new work out routine this month too. been out with a hip issue( from the logistics meetings I'm sure). Electronics issues and WTH is up with darn wild animals phenomena around my neighborhood.


So yeah that its in a nut shell. We can't promise anything other than, "we'll keep you updated".

We hope you guys stick around, there is bound to be some adventure coming your way soon.

Sunday, October 25, 2009

NEW RELEASE FROM LAURA GUEVARA AND SHARA AZOD


yes they've done it again.
Laura Guevara and Shara Azod have hit us up with yet another set of steamy tales!

Sweet Submission is available now at
LuLu!!!!!! DO NOT LET THIS PASS YOU BY!!!! or you'll be sorry.
The Dibsing has already begun.

Leita Mallory likes her new job as a mail carrier in the small town of Hartford, TX. Her coworkers are helpful and her route was not that bad. Or so she thought until the day she delivered a package to one Brian Garrett. After working a long night shift, Brian Garrett was ready to kill whoever was ringing his doorbell so early in the morning. Instead he found a very beautiful, very pissed off woman on his doorstep.
Marina Castillo knew nothing about the games adults like to play in the big city. She had no idea what really went on in places like that, nor was she aware she had caught the eye of the club’s owner, Deacon. Deacon was a man of strong appetites. Marina’s sweet innocence screamed that she wasn’t prepared of all the dirty little things he’d like to do to her. He had stayed away, knowing she would probably run screaming if she knew what he wanted from her. But the threat of losing her forever forced his hand. He had to make her his or watch her walk out of his life forever.

Friday, October 9, 2009

WHATS NEW





WAAAAZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzUUUUUUUUUUPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


a whole lotta new, thats what. Not only did the badazz miss Shara Azod and LiL' G spot Laura Guevara do the thizzle late last month with the release of Cuffed and Spanked, ( and that stuff is what keeps fruit of the loom, hanes, and victoria secret in bidness, i hear tell panty sales is skyrocketing even in the recession)




The Jeanie and Jayha are bringing it strong with a grip of hot and sexy with The One Who Got Sway and those chics turned right smack dab around and teamed up with both myself (DUH Don't act new, ITS ME DREA!!!!) and Laura for Volume One of the Tag! You're Writ. series...say what?? I know your eye hustling all those dips and and bumps to the left!!!




Drool Away. I wont tell...at first. LMAO.




Anyway, if you've picked any of these up then chat at us about. Leave your comments here or hit us up at the spot




www.drearileyandlauraguevara.com

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Sunday, September 13, 2009

Dear Kanye West

Dear Kanye West
Dear Kanye,( see i was respectful cuz i started to call you by the same name all the other people are using...aka sorry mf'er)
CAN YOU PLEASE STOP SHOWING THE FK OUT EVERY DAYUM WHERE YOU GO?
Now, Mr. West or his people or what ever, that i have your limited self absorbed attention. Let me make this brief.

You are not Jesus,(pronounced GEE SUUUUSSS not HEY SUE). Your are not the re incarnation of Mohamed, Buddha, or any other Saviour of any group of people.
Please keep your ass off TV and out of the public until you learn some basic discretion and manners.

I am calling you out because Lord Knows you have no true friends that would do so.
You are neither feedin'/ fking' or financing me so I have nothing to loose other than some time that I can't get back. But hell I've lost that trying to explain to people that A) you are not my cousin brother homie or friend, B) you are not the epitome of black people... you aren't even close. C) you aren't even the stereo typical black man...black rapper...black American. You just get more air time than anyone else.(Mostly so people who know nothing about black culture other than what the media shows them on TV can say "BOY SEE LOOK AT THE *G*AS ACTING A FOOL AGAIN, THIS IS WHY THEY ARE LIKE THEY ARE, POOR, CAN'T GET JOBS AND EDUCATION"

Please, Mr West pay heed to this.
You keep walking around, tauting yourself as the greatest , best, creme de la creme and yet you constantly prove to yourself and the world that you are not. You're not even mediocre. If you wish to garner the respect of your peers, of people in the world then you have to act in a way that garners true respect. NOW I am not saying go apolo lieing, because apparently you believed what you said. I will have no respect for you on TV with snot running and fake tears flowing choking out a lie. But you should realize that I have no respect for you know.
There is a difference in having haters and being despised.
Celebrities need to look at those around them who've traveled the same path.
There comes a day when you have nothing...no fame no money no entourage. And all the people that you pissed on are in control of your destiny.
That old saying about the people you pass on the way up...yup that's still true. The fall is even harder for those who believe themselves incapable of tripping.

Drea