Humpty Day….

Thanks for all the kind posts and emails yesterday in support of the new book. You guys are so awesome! Group hug!!

So I thought I would MAC on Last Comic Standing….I’m a huge–no, make that huuuuuge–stand up fan. Always have been. Even flirted with the idea of trying it out (okay, I was in eighth grade, but flirting was all I could do then.) We’ve had a long standing tradition in my family of listening to comedy on road trips (trust me, laughing your behindys off for a couple of hours makes being stuck in tightly enclosed spaces with fellow family members go way more smoothly. You’re laughing so hard you don’t even notice “she’s touching me!!!” Trips feel WAY shorter and it’s a great family bonder. Highly recommend it, still do it today.) I’m just glad my sons (and their friends!!) are older now so our material selection has finally expanded beyond vintage Steve Martin and Bill Cosby.

Anyway…back to Last Comic Standing…so I think this show can’t be MAC’d quite yet. We’re in the incredibly frenetic selection phase and we raced through so many one liners I got stand up whiplash trying to keep up. Mercifully, they didn’t spend all that much time on the truly disturbed, but not a whole lot more time on the talented either. There were more of them, but not enough on each. Of course, given the number of stops and folks they highlighted in a two hour show, when you think about it, they packed a lot into those two hours. But the best stand up doesn’t always come across in ten second blips.

While we didn’t even get to see most of the folks who made it to the night auditions, and there were a bunch I liked (from the five seconds I saw of them anyway) that didn’t make it…almost all of the people that did go through to the semifinals next week were funny. Or made my lips twitch anyway. Hard to get an actual guffaw in ten seconds of air time. Seriously. Whiplash comedy at its finest. But we have hopes of future guffawing, and that will have to tide me over.

I miss Amazing Race and Survivor. No preliminary weeks on those reality shows, just Let’s Get Right To It on the premiere night. I want more of that. I don’t need more of this. Let’s get on with the funny people, people. Make me laugh, already!

Hey, I told you comedy wasn’t pretty. I wasn’t necessarily talking about the comics. :)

It appears we’ll get to see an actual act from the finalists next week, so hopefully things aren’t too dragged out. I can hang another week. We’ll see how MAC’able it is though. I’m not exactly “involved” yet, with either this or Dance.

But…the real trainwreck of summer (yes, I’m talking about the mother of all trainwreck television, Big Brother) doesn’t start for weeks yet. So, for now, we have filler MAC.

Okay… it’s time for Book Chat

I’m done judging the final round of the RITA, so it’s time to dig into my tottering Must Read Next!! pile…and first off the stack was Don’t Look Down by Jennifer Crusie and Bob Mayer.

I know they took some flak over this book and some of Jenny’s long time readers really felt this was too big a departure, so I had no idea what to expect. Well, color me very pleasantly surprised. I didn’t think it was such a huge departure. Sure, there was more suspense (thank you, Bob!) and there was a lot of information being put out there, but Jenny’s trademark wit was there in every paragaph. I haven’t read Bob’s books, but I can only assume he shares her wit since, given that he wrote JT’s pov and Jenny wrote Lucy’s, it came across pretty seamlessly to me. The Jenny classic quirks were there (music, food, Wonder Woman underwear…) the romance was definitely all there, (and JT is so my kinda guy…sigh) and I adored the precocious Pepper, who reminded me of my equally precocious nephew. Five-year-olds rule.

I guess I’m not getting what the big problem was. I read some of the critical reader reviews and I just didn’t see that huge of a leap away from her previous work. It was a little leap (intentionally) I mean, it was supposed to be a suspense novel, but everything I loved about Jenny was there for me. And I like suspense, so it was a great hybrid for me. We need more funny suspense. Okay, I do anyway. Janet Evanovich doesn’t publish fast enough. :) I thoroughly enjoyed Don’t Look Down and anxiously await the release of the next combined effort, Agnes and the Hitman next spring.

What did you all think? Thumbs up? Down? Wavering?

If you’re curious about the book but have no idea what I’m talking about, click on the Jenny n Bob link in the Writer Buds column to your right or here and read all about it.

Happy Wednesday all! :)

Yay! It’s on the shelves!

Today is all about shameless self promotion. Yes, my book is on the stands! (I feel like Steve Martin in The Jerk… “The phone book is here! The phone book is here!”

So…check it out. NOT SO SNOW WHITE is gracing the shelves of a bookstore near you. And remember, because this one is chick lit…they shelve it in Fiction (usually) not the Romance section. (Just to keep things interesting!) All of the Glass Slipper, Inc. books can be found there.

Or you can just click the title here… NOT SO SNOW WHITE and go straight to Barnes and Noble online.

(I said this was shameless, I wasn’t kidding. :) )

And if you haven’t perused the back cover copy on my homepage, I’ve ever-so-thoughtfully provided it for you right here…so you can take a quick peek…. (I’m so helpful like that! :) )

Can a down on her luck princess really have it all?

A whisper away from thirty, gorgeous Tess Hamilton has been the tennis world’s top title holder and celebrity since she won her first championship at fifteen. Now the headline-making party girl is getting her first taste of mortality — and bankruptcy — thanks to new teenage phenom Gabrielle Fontaine. But it’s Gaby’s cool, calm, and all-too-collected brother and manager, Max, who really has Tess seeing double. He’s the first man she can’t seem to seduce — or intimidate. It appears Tess is truly off her game, until a real-life, modern-day fairy godmother steps in….

Aurora Favreaux, a founder of Glass Slipper Inc. and old family friend, has a plan to get Tess back on her stilettos, and it includes an unlikely meeting between Tess, Max, and Gaby, at Glass Slipper’s new London headquarters — just in time for Wimbledon. It seems that Tess is going to hit the court in a whole new way, to prove to the world — and herself — that a woman with the heart of a champion can ace life and love — even after the big 3-0….

Other kind folks have made nice…so I thought I’d share their generous comments, too…

“Readers will enjoy Kauffman’s excellently well-written contemporary romance with its lively byplay, humor, and very human characters.” — Maria Hatton for Booklist

“This is a fun, high-spirited look at the cut-throat world of professional tennis. Watching Tess shed her rabble rouser image and move on to the next stage of her life is satisfying. As is watching Gaby enter the professional world protected by a loving brother. You’ll root for all the characters. A fun read! You’ll enjoy Tess’ snappy attitude.” – Morgan Chilson, Reviewer for FreshFiction.com

“Ms. Kauffman writes the character of Tess masterfully as someone who knows her own worth, but at the same time, cares about family and friends. Gaby is wonderful, focused, and vulnerable. She deserves a book of her own. Ms. Kauffman conveys the excitement and tension of Wimbledon in detail; I could envision Gaby playing on a grass court. Excellent secondary characters come from the three preceding books, CINDERELLA RULES, DEAR PRINCE CHARMING, and SLEEPING BEAUTY. It is not necessary to read them to understand the current offering, because all stand alone. Take a little vacation from your troubles, read NOT SO SNOW WHITE.” – Lisa Baca for Romance Reviews Today

Okay, that ends the shamless promotion part of todays blog program. :) If I could, I’d buy everyone a round of chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream to celebrate, I would!

Instead, I’ll offer up a really easy SHaQ Attack for this week…just email me at donna@donnakauffman.com with Glass Slipper in subject line. In the body tell me which previous Glass Slipper book you’d like to win, THE CINDERELLA RULES, DEAR PRINCE CHARMING, or SLEEPING WITH BEAUTY. (Click on the titles to read more about them!)

On Friday, I will draw a name from all the entrants and that lucky blog babe will win the Glass Slipper of her choice!

Tune in tomorrow, where there will be no shameless self promotion, but quite probably some Last Comic Standing MAC will make its way into my blog. And you know what they say….Comedy is never pretty. :)

Memorial Day MAC….

Hope you are all enjoying a fine holiday weekend, wherever you might be spending it, and whoever you might be spending it with. For those of you who are IBB’s (Iinternational Blog Babes) I say you just take a holiday anyway. Join us! Why not? You can officially wear white now and everything! (Don’t ask, I don’t know where we came up with that rule. :) )

So, for your holiday weekend fun (or not) I thought I’d give you all a little Monday MAC (that’s Morning After Commentary for you new babes…and no, not that kind of morning after! Mind outta da gutter! Besides, I don’t kiss n tell. I just snark on reality tv contestants. Much safer and occasionally equally salacious. :) )

Today’s victi–er, topic? The return of that dancetastic reality show, So You Think You Can Dance.

The two hour season opener puts that “So You Think” part to a definite test. It also tests the viewer’s patience. A lot. What’s really sad? Is I do finally get to talk about sex this morning, but is it fun? No. Is it even remotely sexy? No. Because…well, you had to be there. (And thank a merciful god if you weren’t, trust me.) Just….bad images, bad images.

Maybe it’s American Idol fatigue or the general “look at the loonies” overkill becoming so pervasive in Reality TV Land , or it could just be me (….nah) but pretty much after meeting Sex (yes, a guy named Sex, who instantly made me never want to have any again, ever) and his mother!!!!! (insert Hitchcock/Janet Leigh/Bates Hotel/shower stabbing music here) I was kinda done on that part of reality television. Yep. Officially burnt out on that. They went right past dear god please make it stop, well into the TMR zone for me. Yes, that’s just Too Much actual Reality, for me, thank you very much, Nigel. I know people like this exist. I get fan mail. But lets not give them faces. Much less mothers. (!!!!!!!!!!!)

I may need counseling.

So…I’m saying now that my commentary is definitely prejudicial (because normally it so isn’t, right? I know, just go with me on this…) but I’m deciding right now to declare a strike on covering the weirdo portion of the program and just MAC about the actual, you know, dancers. I realize this leaves me with little to discuss this week, but such is the way of me staying sane.

All right..the first actual dancer I liked… Uh. Um. (clock ticking, water dripping, crickets chirping…grass growing…) Yeah, it was kind of like that. (Instead we got the Orthodox Jewish face plant dancer. OUCH! He was a trooper though! And not a bad dancer, really, cute family, but nawt roit for ah bahnd, INXS. Wait, wrong show!)

Not that there weren’t some good dancers tonight, there were. Just not many I could find myself caring about. Well, except the few I thought had some raw skillz that didn’t get put through. Because, why do that? Why make the show interesting?

Instead we had Melody v2.0 (not one, but two of them. Yes, Claire and FungusNatalie, I’m looking at you.) with the constant leg extensions. Yeah, they felt repetitive to me. And Blake v2.0 with the fauxhawk auras and serious dance skills, but…kinda yawn for me, too. And James, who we’re supposed to feel sorry for, except…wha? You’re an alcoholic because your parents didn’t let you booze it up while in high school? Did I miss something there? I feel for the guy, he’s clearly struggling and a standing O for taking charge and cleaning up…but in terms of the whole dance thing…something’s not quite there for me.

I saw a lot of kids with airplane tickets who got zero camera time. Let’s hope some of them are interesting.

Right, so there were a few kids I liked. But I saved them for last so we could end on a positive note. Favorites so far? Well, Musa Cooper. Liked him last year and respect him for taking their criticism of his lack of formal training to heart and tackling that. Hope he goes far. (Might want to do a little ego check, but enjoyed watching him…)

The pop-n-locker, Michael Kim. Ouch! But…wow! I can’t help but wonder if making your forearms actually ripple like water hurts…but it was cool to watch. I liked that he was able to translate well to other forms of dance in the choreography section and got put through. I’m thinking someone with that extreme level of muscle and body control might go far.

The tap dancer. Hasn’t a prayer in hell in this race, but boy he loves what he does, doesn’t he? And he’s good at it, too. Maybe he’ll pleasantly surprise us all. Nice fresh face on him doesn’t hurt. Geeks rule.

And, two hours…that’s all I got. Three kids. (Yeah, yeah, the Russian Hamster couple was kinda cute — didn’t watch? don’t ask — but I’m not fully on board with them yet.) You have to do better than that, Nigel!! I’m tempted to wait until they have their actual final talent rounded up, but I’m too much of a sucker for that. Besides, it was nice seeing some of last year’s contestants in the opening sequence. Hi Artem! Hi Alan!

Oh yeah…and the new Brit hostess? BIG improvement over Lauren Sanchez. Not that this would be a majorly tough thing to achieve, but I’m such an anglophile anyway, I’m even easier with their choice. Like her. Two thumbs up. Now bring us some dancers, dangit!

Happy Holiday, all!

And the winners are…….!

Thank you all so much for being so enthusiastic with our crazy joint contest this week. But then, of course you all rock. :)

The correct answers to the questions are:

Jill and I wrote 4 books together. Yours 2 Keep, Men of Courage 1 and 2, and Velvet, Leather & Lace.

Due to some conflicting release dates, there were two sets of Loveswepts that we accepted as correct answers to the question: Jill and Donna both had Loveswepts out the same month, name the title and date.

April 97, I released Silent Warrior, and Jill had Charmed and Dangerous.

August 98 was also accepted, with my Tease Me, and Jill’s Lover Come Back.

And….drum roll please….the two winners of advance copies of NOT SO SNOW WHITE and AUSSIE RULES are…

Lori of Palm Beach Gardens, FL and Jeanne of Pittsburgh, PA! Woo hoo!

Congratulations, ladies!!

Tune in for my next SHaQ Attack giveaway on Monday. And catch up with my MAC on last night’s So You Think You Can Dance debut then, too!

Have a great Memorial Day Weekend everyone. :)

Live from the Kodak Theater….

Song by song…Simon by Simon…THIS is American Idol MAC Attack!

Ryan welcomes us to the insanity that is the Kodak Theater where we waste a good five minutes with people cheering and star-gazing (hi Mandy Moore and Ben Stiller!)

Hello judges… Each contestant will sing three songs tonight. Ryan reminds us we’ve had two out of four girl/guy finales and the girls (Kelly and Carrie) have won both times. Will Taylor break the curse? (If there is a god…)

I can’t say I’d have picked Taylor for the finals, but I just don’t think Kat deserves the win, so….by default, kick it, Taylor!

Taylor wins the coin toss and chooses to go second (smart boy) so first up is Kat. But first, a hello to Chris Daughtry and the waterworks that is Kat’s dad, and obvious source of Kat’s gigglyness, her mom.

Kat is singing Black Horse and the Cherry Tree and, good choice, but for the love of god, don’t crawl around on the–okay, maybe crawling was better. She just has no idea what to do with that body of hers. There is nothing natural about the way she moves, like she’s having an out of body experience every time she’s on stage, like she’s not really a singer, she just plays one on tv. So… if I type this and don’t watch, she’s doing okay. But when I look up…my eyes, my eyes! Stick her on a stool people. (hello Christina Applegate!)

Judges…Randy thinks she did a better job with it this time. Paula…America loves you, better yet to come…Simon gives her good with a lower case g. He calls it a good warm up, and I agree. She giggles and squees her way through her Ryan-terview to the surprise of no one.

Next up, Taylor who chooses Livin for the City and excellent choice for him. And….we’re off. Oh dear god. He starts in the audience, which is a very smart move as he is a man of the people fo sho. But WHO told him to wear that purple velveteen blazer? Hugh Hefner? Prince? Barney? My eyes, indeed. (Hi Ace!) Okay, I need to get over the outfit because he’s taking it to this song. THIS is the way to open a show. Very very smart guy going second all night. He gets all Taylor on us dancing and everybody loses their mind, but the singing is top notch so if you can’t handle the spaz part, just close your eyes and enjoy…. Paula is up, perilously close to a wardrobe malfunction, Taylor goes from judges catwalk back to the stage to close it out, and…..yep, sorry people, if these are the two finalists I am FORCED to choose between (under duress) well, it’s just no contest. Sorry. (Do I have to keep blogging? What?)

(SQUEE! Taye Diggs. I suddenly feel revived.. :) Rowr!)

Judges…(who had better give that to him all over the place in comparison to Kat) Paula is still giving him the standing O (with full seal clap - what is that anyway? Is it to keep the fake nails from breaking, what?) Randy says no matter what, who, where, or when, Taylor owns the songs he sings, and he does have a point. Paula loses what is left of her mind, and (hello Kellie Pickler with short hair!) Simon Says it’s the worst jacket he’s ever seen in his life but that it was the best song choice and a brilliant opener. Taylor does his Ryan-terview on the catwalk and thanks his brother for talking him into auditioning. (Take notes Kat, this is how to interview…) We almost made it without a Soul Patrol, but god forbid I actually like him unconditionally all night. Sigh.

Round One to Taylor.

(I am so ready for So You Think You Can Dance…get my choreography fix. Ahhhh.)

Back with Kat for Round Two singing Somewhere Over the Rainbow which, since she can stand still, should go well for her. Sitting on the stage (next best thing to the stool, thanks for taking my advice.) She does the same arrangement and lets hope she doesn’t let the pressure of the night make her screamy….but so far she’s keeping in check, and not grinning like a loon. Point to Kat. The only con to this is, after an opening we’ve already forgotten what with Taylor’s huge opener, she follows with a ballad, which is going very well, but how memorable will it be to those of at home voting. The audience is doing the waving arms over the head thing, but I don’t think anyone at home will remember this by the end of the night. Just sayin. Great job…but….we’ll see.

Judges…Randy was worried it would be anticlimactic but says she worked it out, Paula is possessed…and Simon Says she was slaughtered in round one (clearly) but that she brought the power this go around. More bouncy, giggly Kat. (Am I the only one who hears “the wonderful thing about tiggers, is tiggers are wonderful things? when I watch her? Bouncy bouncy bouncy…)

We meet the Hicks folks and discover exactly where Taylor gets his looks (hi Dad!) and it’s time for his round two performance, with Elton’s Levon. (Another good choice, y’all.)

Mercifully he spares us the purple velveteen and opts for a nicely tailored suit, sans tie. He brings us tender Taylor, and everybody is doing the wavy arm already. Almost too understated, except you know he’s going to bring it during the chorus, which he does, but not over the top. I’m tellin ya, he’s on tonight. This is a far more low key delivery than round one, but the crowd is still with him. Wonder about the folks at home with this one….

Judges…Randy says nice song, but (keepin in real, dawg) it was a little pitchy for him, crowd boos, Paula (why do I bother) and Simon Says he says it wasn’t as strong and gives Round Two to Kat. I’d tend to agree, but it wasn’t a blow out like Round One….but it leaves Round Three for all the marbles.

(Hi Bucky! Hi Constantine! Hi Simon’s Girlfriend!)

And now we’re to the moment in the program where they make these poor people sing the godawful songs Nigel has chosen as their first single. (What IS this stuff? Every season. Every. Single. One. Dreck.)

Kat gets to go first with My Destiny (which, just based on the title alone, is already better than Inside Your Heaven, or whatever that train wreck was they made Bo sing last year.)

Doors slide open and she’s bathed in the glaring spotlight, hair pulled back, wearing a very pretty dress. Almost sounds a little country - starts in a low key and not all that exciting, but she hangs in with it as she strolls forward. It’s just….boring. Really boring. Not her fault, it’s the song. Horrible song with absolutely no hook and she’s all over the place with it (also the song’s fault as the range is incredibly unflattering.) She tries to milk the ending and gets a little screamy, okay a whole lot screamy (ouch! my ears!) and that might be the end of it all for her right there. All Taylor has to do is not…well, that, and this should put her under. Oh, ouch, Kat, ouch! But I won’t even fault her completely because the song (oh goody we have gospel singers now? What the?) was just that horrendous. And, she’s made it through before screeching like that, but the audience isn’t exactly losing their collective minds here, so…who knows!

(Hi Tori Spelling!)

(covering my eyes) Judges? Randy keeps it real, says she looks hot, sounded good, hated the song. I agree with the first, definitely don’t agree on the second, but totally agree on the third. I mean, it is the songs fault (and everyone HATES it Nigel, are you even paying ANY attention?) but she still had problems with it. It wasn’t a clean singout by any stretch. Paula agrees with Randy and Simon says she went from brilliant to just quite good within one song. (Please, don’t unleash the backlash save Kat vote, Simon! Choose your words carefully here, man.) He says she’s a great potential artist and to vote for her remembering song 2, not this one. Well done, Simon.

Last song of this season…(and PLEASE, it has to be an improvement on this one. Of course, it sort of has to be. At least Taylor has a way of turning a song to his sound, but that last one would have put even him under.) With Do I Make You Proud here is Taylor Hicks.

He really has an opportunity here, hope he doesn’t blow it. Again, it’s a slow song with almost country undertones that even a country singer would balk at. (WHO chooses this stuff????) Another horrible song that starts in such a low key that it forces them to falter. And sounds terrible, just terrible. He is hanging in better than Kat, but marginally. And it’s not saying much - the songs are just awful. But WAIT! this one has a hook in the chorus that will bring this home for him!! Oooh, and he gets the gospel singers early (and it actually fits this song) so, yeah…by far the better song. And he’s totally nailing it. If Kat beats him after tonight, there is no justice. The crowd does lose their minds (and then he starts chanting Soul Patrol and I cringe. Make him stop!! He’s ruining the moment!!)

Hi Eliot!!!!!!!

Judges…Randy says, based on the song, it’s a better song, but what he loves about Taylor is that he makes it his own. Which he did. Paula ends the season being somewhat coherent, and Simon Says that if he was right and the show was tied going into Round Three, Taylor IS the next American Idol. Ah, yup! Won’t get any argument from me on that one.

So, America, at least get this one right, k?

And to thank American Idol for giving him an entire career, Daniel Powter sings Bad Day live to close out the show….

Until tonight, y’all!

Blog Babes Rock!

It’s the Final Two on AI tonight, but first…

You guys are awesome! (But then, we totally knew that.) Your response to our crazy combo contest has been fantastic. Jill and I are so thrilled you’re enjoying our nutty game. What? Some of you haven’t entered yet? Come on, join the fun! The instructions are all spelled out in yesterday’s blog. You have until Thursday night to enter. I’ll let you know if you Got It! right or wrong so you can keep at it until you’re entered in Friday’s drawing. Good luck!

So, okay, I must inject a wee tiny bit of SportsCenter MAC…first the Pistons take out LeBron and Co. Sure, sure, they’re more talented. I just really don’t like them. NOW they have to play my favorite team, Miami. Wrong I tell you, just wrong, that I have to keep watching these guys. And then last night, sob!, the Spurs went home. I will say it’s been cool to see so many match ups go the distance to seven games, but then the wrong teams end up winning. Other than Miami anyway. What’s up with that?

Martina Hingis won her first WTA title in 4 years. Pretty cool comeback, kid! Can’t wait for the French Open to start this weekend. Will Nadal take Federer out? He has his number on clay, so it’s anybody’s guess. Now if I could just adapt to the Paris-U.S. time difference …

And my heart goes out to Barbaro, the trainers, owners, all of them. My parents and sister raise and breed horses for a living, and this touched us all. So sad to see such a young champion go down. We’re all pulling for you, big guy!

Okay, that ends the dorky sports geek portion of today’s blog. :)

Now begins the dorky reality show addict section…

So….tonight y’all. Tonight is the Final Two on American Idol. And…we’re left with Taylor and Kat. What is wrong with this picture? Sigh. It’s been an interesting season this time around, hasn’t it?

I’m not so sure I care tonight, which is such a shame. I want to, but the most excitement I can drum up is that I don’t want Kat to win. And, you gotta admit, love him or not, Taylor will sure make an interesting addition to the Idol winner line up. Who knows what they’ll do with him. Sure didn’t see this final two when I was watching auditions way back in the Stone Age (this has been on a looooong time, hasn’t it?) So, yeah yeah, I’ll be there watching to the bitter end. One last blow-by-blow recap tomorrow for us blog babes…

Then whatever will we do for our reality fix? This is a concern, people.

So You Think You Can Dance takes over Survivor’s slot this Thursday night. I’ll have to check that out, but how bloggable is it? Not sure. And Last Comic Standing starts next week. I have a real love for stand up comedy, but this show has been a complete train wreck in the past, plus, comedy is so subjective…. Hmmm….. Help me out here!

(And did anybody see where they’re having another Bachelor in the fall? Didn’t Travis and the rotting eggs chick bury this franchise once and for all?) And now it’s some Italian prince (who is not all that and a basket of fries, if you ask me) who owns and distributes a line of cosmetics….(wait for it)….for dogs. Yes. You totally read that right. I can’t do it. Just can’t. Not even for the TWP (Train Wreck Potential.)

Which leaves me with Big Brother All Stars which admittedly has TWP that is off the charts. But it’s on, like, every freaking night. We’ll have to take a poll on which night would make for the best blow-by-blow. I feel the need to shower off already….

Of course, anything might be more fun than talking about the Pistons-Heat series. Sigh. I wish America could vote to send Rasheed Wallace home. We’d get that right. I know it. Who do I call?

Happy Tuesday everyone!

Two Best Buds, Two Blogs, Two Free Books….

Good Morning, Blog Babes (and Dudes…although, personally, I think guys are total babes, but maybe that’s just me.)

You know who I think is another total babe? My best bud and sister of the heart, Jill Shalvis.

Why do I bring this up, you ask? Well, this week’s SHaQ Attack involves Jill. As it happens, we both have books coming out JUNE 1st! So, to celebrate, we decided it would be fun to combine our book giveaways this week.

Here’s how it works: You’ll have to answer two questions this week to win. Answers can be found on our respective websites. (Not hard, I promise!!) I’ll post one question here, then you’ll have to head to Jill’s blog to get the other question. Email BOTH answers to me! (Instructions below.) We’ll draw two winners on Friday from all the correct answers. Each winner will get a signed copy of both the June books!

My NOT SO SNOW WHITE

…and Jill’s AUSSIE RULES!

Sound like fun?

Okay, here is my question: We both wrote for Loveswept early in our careers. Just like this year, when both NOT SO SNOW WHITE and AUSSIE RULES hit the shelves at the same time, way back in the dark ages, we both had a Loveswept out the same month, too.

Your mission? Figure out the two titles and what month/year they came out.

Now…Head over to JILL’S BLOG and get the other question. Then you can begin the hunt for the answers. Woot! (You can also click on the link to Jill’s website in the right hand column of this blog, under Writer Buds, to get there anytime!)

Again - the answers are on our websites, you need look no further than that. Promise!

When you’re done, email BOTH answers to me at donna@donnakauffman.com (because, you know, I’m the organized one. ) with “I GOT IT!” in the subject line. We’ll both post the answers and the names of the winners on Friday morning.

Have fun! :)

Friday Giveaway Day and, sniff, Good-bye, Phil!

If it’s Friday, must be time to giveaway some books! You all did great on this SHaQ Attack question, such super sleuths you’ve become. Our winning Blog Babe this week is RLooseChange who correctly said that my iguana character was in my second Loveswept, Black Satin and his name was Elvis. She wins a copy of Black Satin and a bonus book of her choice! Woo hoo, big round of applause!!

Thanks to everyone who played along!

Definitely drop by Monday morning as I’m going to be running a very special SHaQ next week. I will be celebrating the June 1st release of my latest (and hopefully greatest) book in the Glass Slipper series,NOT SO SNOW WHITE. But wait! My best pal Jill Shalvis also has a book coming out on June 1, a Brava titled AUSSIE RULES.

So we thought we’d have a special combination Friday Giveaway…of course, it will mean trekking around both of our websites to get the answer, but you won’t have to look further than our websites to come up with the goods. We won’t make it too hard on ya, promise! Check back Monday for all the details. You can win an advance copy of BOTH NOT SO SNOW WHITE and AUSSIE RULES.

So, now it is time for me to bid farewell to my lovely Phil and his infamous Bathmat of International Elimination. (He did give me a nice going away present though….did you see that eyebrow pop there at the end? Sigh. I know that was just for me.) FINALLY a show ends in a very satisfactory way. Loved the final leg and the final task. Most especially, I loved that BJ and Tyler made it to the mat first and won The Amazing Race.

They truly had a wonderful time and proved you could enjoy what you’re seeing, and the people you meet along the way, even while racing for a million dollars. The Frats came in second (and not a close second - the flags did them in) with Ray and Yolanda bringing up the rear. (And yeah, Ray wasn’t exactly hugging all over her, was he? I’m wondering how long that relationship is gonna last.)

All in all, one of my favorite seasons. Some fun teams, not too much bickering, pairs who treated each other with respect, and, most importantly, seemed to be enjoying themselves rather than be stressed out the entire time. I hope they continue with that same tone next season.

So…one week of American Idol left and then nothing to MAC, y’all! I guess we’ll need to decide what show(s) to MAC over the summer months. I’m thinkin’ if there’s going to be a play-by-play, I might have to go with that dysfunctional group we all know and love, yes, I’m talking about Big Brother.

This time around it’s an All Star version, so it could just be the most fun we never had. Apparently the producers will come up with a field of previous contestants and we, America, yes, the very same people who voted Chris and Eliot off of American Idol and left us with Kat as a possible winner, will be trusted to select who actually goes in the house. I’m thinking major train wreck of mammoth proportions. Good times!

What do you all think? Dare we descend into that madness?

Hope everyone has a wonderful weekend! See you on Monday.

Less than one percent?

Less than one percent between first and last… I had a harder time believing that than I did the eventual revelation that Eliot was the one with the lowest number of votes. Sob! Buh bye, Eliot. Wish you could have made it to the final two, but getting to see your mom enjoy your homecoming was pretty cool. I’m so glad he made it that far.

But now I get to sit and worry that Kat might actually win this thing. Because…Kat? Really? I find it so hard to believe Taylor didn’t blow her off the charts with votes. It’ll be interesting to see how Eliot’s 33% divvies up between the two of them. I know what numbers my dialing finger will be pressin.

On to the far more entertaining show of the evening….Amazing Race except I can’t MAC about the outcome yet. I only watched the first half. I promised my youngest we’d watch together and he had other obligations last night, so we only made it through the first hour. So tonight is Part 2. It’s going to be impossible getting through the day without someone or something spoiling the conclusion. But I’m going to give it my best shot.

The one thing I can say about Part 1 - What is this new thing with whining about gameplay on the Amazing Bathmat to Phil? I expect it from Poor Sport Monica, but of ALL the people on the planet, Eric and Jeremy are going to pitch a wussy fit on BJ and Tyler because of the “I think I saw something” comment? Really, Taxi Cancelling Guys? Really? THAT was what you thought was “playing dirty?” It is to laugh.

So glad Tyler called him on it, but wish Phil had pulled a Probst and force fed that comment right back to them. What asses. I try to like them, really I do. They’ve run an almost perfect race and have made it seem effortless. Have treated each other well throughout…but between the asinine girl commentary and then crap like this? Yeah, makes it tough to find the love.

I did like how, for ONCE, having an intimate knowledge of the country didn’t bite a team in the ass. With as much play as they were giving Tyler’s history with Japan, I thought for sure it was going to go terribly wrong. I was very happy it didn’t. Especially in the face of the Frats jerkwad behavior. Loved that the Hippies beat them outright on the paddle boats (which was hilarious in and of it’s own right.) Also love, in response to Eric’s “We were paddling those things as fast as they could go…” Tyler’s “Apparently not, since we went faster.” Hugs to the Hippies. I really love how they have always tried to learn a little something about each country, each culture, so it seemed karmically fair that it came back to help them in this leg.

Ray and Yo were largely absent in this part and seem to be getting cranky again, but I did notice that, overall, these teams have handled the Killer Fatigue that usually plagues teams at this point far better than previous teams in previous seasons. Of course, they didn’t send them to India this year, which is usually the brutal leg that pushes teams over the edge.

….and Mt Fuji! How cool was that? I want to see that live and in person some day.

Okay…so Part 2 commentary tomorrow…don’t spoil me, Blog Babes. I’m in Media Blackout until tonight.

Oh yeah, one last completely unrelated thing….Rasheed Wallace? HA! I say. HA! LeBron, you amazing child you, please shut the Pistons out of the playoff picture once and for all in Game 6. LOVED last night’s finish! LOVED. Miami’s in….would love the Cav’s to be there, too.

If it’s Wednesday, it must be AI MAC morning!

No preliminaries, let’s get right to it. We’re down to three…

Three songs each tonight…one picked by Clive Davis, who has worked with everyone in the industry, one by the judges, and one they pick themselves. The winners from tonight go on to the finals at the Kodak Theater next!

Ryan comes out sporting a nice, less funereal suit (altho he’s obviously wearing one of Eliots big fat ties. sigh.) He’s also sporting the latest in hobo facial hair. It’s just not you, Ry Ry. Keep the cute, clean, metrosexual look we’ve all come to love. You’ll never look tall, dark and dangerous, and we don’t want you to. Well, the tall part maybe, but what can you do?

First up are the Clive chosen tunes.

Eliot is first. Clive chooses Open Arms by Journey. A good choice, it seems. We’ll see. Eliot comes out in a gray suit, and sings the song with a kind of understated raspiness, then cuts loose on the refrain. Not a bad job. Not the song that will drive the crowd to its feet, but okay.

A peek at the star-studded audience, then Judges? Randy (who was in Journey, in case you didn’t hear him the first 1000 times he told us) says he thought Eliot worked it out. Paula thinks he’s in great voice. Simon says it was good song, a little tight, then very sincerely tells him he has to loosen up and belive he’s a finalist to make it to next week. I concur.

Next up is Kat. Clive chooses R Kelly’s song I Think I Can Fly which is SO overdone. Ugh. But okay. We’ll see if he’s right that this song can give her a “sound” that defines her. She only says a few words during this clip, but it sounds to me like she has a bad cold. Hope I’m wrong. I think she should go next, but I don’t want it to be a cold that brings her down. Hope she at least can know she was able to give it her best.

She comes out with bouncy curly hair, very pretty as always… She is in great voice, but she grins her way through every song she sings, and this is a powerful “believe in me” ballad, but it would be nice to see her tap into some emotion other than a sort of unhinged glee while she sings. To hear that powerful voice combined with more depth of expression/ performance, would be great. Gets a little screamy at the end, but all in all, as good as she gets.

Judges? (hey, it was the So You Think You Can Dance judge in the audience! You know, the bitchy, loopy one. Hunh. Yes, it’s sad that of all the stars in the audience tonight, she’s the one I recognize. I know.) Randy loves her look (Kat’s, not Loopy Dance Judge) but he doesn’t think she’s quite found her niche. I agree. Big huge voice, but no “sound” as Clive said, that makes us know when we hear her on the radio that it’s Kat McPhee we’re hearing. I still say Broadway is her destiny. Paula shies away from being mean. Kat speaks up for herself (finally) and asks why they are being so hard on her, and perhaps with a point this time around, and Simon steps in and saves her. Are they trying to make sure she goes home? I dunno. Not sure what Simon’s angle is, but he reminds us that she didn’t choose the song, and while there were a few weak notes, he felt she came close to creating a moment for herself. So, kind of agreeing with the other two, but not hammering her unfairly. (I think America will take care of that if left to their own devices. ) Chris’s fans fo sho won’t be voting for her. I just hope the judges are careful not to get everyone else upset that she’s being treated unfairly so they don’t try to “save” her. Please.

Next up is Taylor and Clive Chooses…WOW, a Springsteen song? Didn’t see that one coming. He gets Dancing in the Dark. Hmm. Intriguing. He feels that Taylor can connect with Springsteen’s intimate lyrics, and I’d tend to agree. Taylor also lets us in on the fact that Clive called Bruce and personally got permission for the song to be used on the show. Dang. I’ll say now that with Chris gone (still can’t believe it) Taylor is the heir apparent. Eliots nerves and stuttering lack of confidence, though sweet and endearing, will do him in, where Taylor’s years of stage experience will bring it home for him. They both sing very well, but Taylor is nothing if not supremely comfortable in his own skin and I think that will give him the edge.

Here we go…so…not sure he’s bringing anything powerful to it. He’s defnitely singing it and he’s good, but he’s not Bruce. A really really tough act to try and overcome and make personal. Not bad, totally Taylor, but The Boss is The Boss. Would have loved to have heard Chris rock this one out. Sniff. Taylor pulls a Springsteen/Courtney Cox video moment when he climbs up on the catwalk behind the judges and pulls Paula up to dance with him. Hey, play to your strength man, nuthin wrong with that. He knows he can’t smack a Bruce song around, so why not entertain anyway you can. Smart move. Back on the stage - and is it me, or did he look realllllly bloated last week and this week, totally slimmer and sleeker? Hunh. He’s looking really good.

Judges? Randy really loves him and recognizes his performance brilliance. Paula laughs about almost having a wardobe malfunction, which is actually funny (because that would SO have been me) and Simon says it was okay and pales to Bruce (hello? channeling!) but okay. And Paula is totally looped. This is not a shock.

Now we’re on to Round Two! Judges Choice (and enough with the Soul Patrol, Taylor. I need to be happy with your apparent ascension to the AI throne, so make it easier for me, dammit.)

Eliot is up first, my homeboy from Virginia, hangin’ with the mayor….and announces that Paula has chosen his song, and it will be What You Won’t Do For Love by Bobby Caldwell. One of my all time favorite songs EVER. I get goosebumps just thinking about this song. And it’s admittedly perfectomundo for Eliot’s voice. But I will hunt him down if he does anything to ruin it for me. Love this song. Love. This. Song.

Here we go…ahhhhhh. Not letting me down. But don’t dance, El. Just sang. Okay, it’s wandering a bit in the middle. Yeah. Not getting better. Dammit. I need to hit iTunes immediately and download the version I love (which is not Bobby, altho he’s a cloooose second, but Go West. Peter Cox’s voice? Full of raspy goodness. Eliot’s version? Not so much, and no one is sorrier than me.) The arrangement was not kind. It was just okay. But, Eliot, my man, you didn’t help it any.

Okay, song downloaded (okay, three of them) and listened to…ahhhh, good times. I’m all better now. Back to the show (thank god for TiFaux.)

Judges, Randy agrees it was a little sharp and from the middle on. Yup. Paula continues to be totally incoherent, even for her. Simon Says…he wasn’t keen on the song (ah, right in the heart, Simon!) but he thought Eliot sang it very well. Hey, if it gets him through over Kat, I’m all for it.

Speaking of which…Kat gets her song chosen by Simon who picks OH MY GOD Somewhere Over the Rainbow. !!!!!! Really, Simon? REALLY? Well, I guess we’ll see if she can emote now, goshdangit. She needs NOT to do that brainless grinning like a loon thing. But….really? Judy Fracking Garland? Hell, for that matter, Kimberly Locke from a few seasons ago. (Wasn’t it Kimberly who Knocked It Out?) Anyway….I guess if they can saddle Taylor with taking on The Boss, this is only fair, but…man. Simon says he’s known this was her “making a moment” song since Day One and he thinks she’ll knock everyone out.

Yeah. Okay.

I mean, she’ll sing the hell out of it. Which is just what I’m afraid of. Where did I put my ear plugs….?

(By the way, I miss Chris. I feel like we’re watching the runner ups with no closing act tonight. Sorry, Eliot! Just me?)

Aaaaaaand, here we go… and OH MY GOD all over again. She’s sitting on the floor. AGAIN. I hated it last time. Past the first thirty seconds I hated it anyway. Damn distracting (and I still say Black Horse and the Cherry Tree was her best song, could have been her “moment’ if she’d just STOOD UP.) Okay, okay….so yeah, she’s singing a capella. with some really different arrangement that has rendered this song almost unrecognizable to me. Just me? Now she begins (microphone ear piece malfunction) with a guitar and orchestra slowing swelling in….and she continues. No loopy grin, she’s trying to give it Emotion. Still sitting (not as annoying this time because she’s not crawling all over the place.) Maybe it’s working because it keeps her from having to figure out what the heck to do with her body. It’s pretty. And yeah Simon, possibly her best turn yet in connecting with the audience, but still….Broadway for me. The crowd enjoys, but doesn’t go wild wild.

Judges, Randy says its her best vocal of the season. Paula actually makes a point (I know, it’s rather shocking) that she is in her element when she doesn’t oversing, which is very very true. Simon takes full credit for picking the right song and getting her to lay off the cream and just bring us the apple pie. Which she did. Enough to get her to the final 3? Don’t think so. But Eliot? Dude? I’m telling you, it could be close. You’d better bring it, yo. And standing next to Ryan for even five seconds while he recites the laundry list of phone numbers, she’s already bouncy, young, unseasoned Kat again. Cute as all hell, but so obviously not ready for this giant step.

And now, Taylor with the Randy chosen song, You Are So Beautiful. Well, I’ll be damned. FINALLY!! He gets to sing a Joe Cocker song. And it’s about dang time, y’all. TAYLOR made for him. If he can’t bring this home, he doesn’t deserve to win. And if he does? It’s all his.

And here we go…. Yeah, this is the Taylor I loved. Pared down to the basic essence of his soulfulness. (god, I sound like Paula.) But this is his core and he’s so not letting me down. Beautiful. And proves that what Kat just did was flash in the pan. The crowd is with him all the way. So am I. That’s a finale winning performance right there. (Really glad he didnt’ go for the Cocker falsetto note at the end. Whew!)

Randy? Loves it. Paula loves it. Simon says that was far and away his best performance ever. And, once again, channeling, channeling! The WHOOOO Taylor makes a swift and loud return, but deserved this time. It has to have been a totally nerve wracking week for all of them, and the whole Chris Debacle (which Chris himself did so un-humbly not help any) had to have only piled more stress upon stress. So go ahead, man, WHOOOO it up. You earned it this time.

Round Three….Songs they picked themselves. I think the judges did really well by all of them tonight, so it will be interesting to see if they can manage to not screw up the really good vibe those last three songs began. All in all, so far, I’ll say Eliot is the most forgettable tonight. Taylor the most memorable. With Kat the most “rubber-necking”-able. (Train wreck in motion, watch between your fingers and wait to see if she gets it right, or mangles it.)

First up, Eliot the Invisible (Yay, we finally get the Barstool of Pimping the Understudy!) He’s going to sing a song by Ray Charles (in an apparent pre-empt of Taylor doing Ray Charles) called I Belive to My Soul and he’s doing the Donny Hathaway version. Title doesn’t ring a bell. Tell me he’s not making the Song We’ve Never Heard of mistake as his final outing of the night, not with both of the remaining singers left so go after him. Sigh. Eliot, Eliot, Eliot…

Here we go….bluesy, right up his alley. Never heard it in my life, but good tune. Definitely a good choice for his voice and style, but will the audience connect with a tune they can’t sing under their breath? Not sure. Chancy chancy! If he gets a lion’s share of Chris’s votes, he might be safe. (Surely they won’t go to Kat, but could swing to Taylor.) Crowd likes him, nicely done…

Judges..Randy agrees with me on song choice and that he rocked it out. Channeling me now, too, Randy? (as long as it’s not Paula…..) Paula agrees with Randy in a partially coherent but still stoned kind of way. Simon says his songs are not going to carry him through to next week (afraid he might have a point there) but goes on to say he’s a great guy, a great singer, and has made his mum quite proud with all he’s accomplished in this competition. Nice send off. I just hope it’s one week premature. :)

Now it’s Kat on the Stool of Inquisition and she’s singing I Ain’t Got Nuthin But the Blues which is another old song, but slightly more recognizable. Heck, stick with your strength at this point. I wonder if she’ll have to sit on something again…. She does make the point that she didn’t choose something more current to avoid the inevitable comparisons. (So Ella Fitzgerald is a safer choice?)

Whatever.

Here we go…so, in a short black dress and knee high black boots, she makes the vamp entrance down a ramp at the rear of the stage and I am already deeply concerned (but privately? Squee! Yay, for Eliot.) Throwing her body around is never a good thing. Trying to vamp while doing so? Seriously risky. Except she’s singing like she took a Paris School of Scat class during the week. If she resists oversingning, this could put her next week. Okay, so a little oversinging, but she’s pumping as much ‘tude into this as she’s capable of. Which is more than I’d have thought. So brownie points there. The biggest crowd reaction she’s gotten thus far.

Randy says it was okay, but totally channels me. Paula seriously needs to detox. But, in all fairness, she does really sing the hell out of things and both Randy and Paula have come down, to my mind, harsher than necessary. I agree, but they haven’t really leavened their comments with much positive. It’s surprising and smacks of “what do we have to do to ditch this chick and save Eliot?” Let the voters decide without the obvious manipulation and let the chips (or Kats) fall where they may. This could hugely backfire as people rush to protect her after what looks like a gang-up.
Simon agrees with the other two, but covers the ground in a more coherent, lucid way. Not a shock.

Last up is Taylor with Try a Little Tenderness by Otis Redding. Great choice. He seems to have caught on to the fact that the judges and the crowd at large likes hearing him tone it down and connect his bluesy side to his tender side. This should be the perfect showcase for that. (And Otis Redding? More love from me! What a great night of songs.)

Here we go…a great standard, but he’s bringing the Joe Cocker and Ray Charles to it, and totally closing this out. A tiny bit weak in the early bridge, but overall, he’s got it nailed when he pumps it up a bit. Loses the band a tiny bit near the end, but brings it back and gets the crowd going. Pefect close. A slam dunk from the judges. (But man, you gotta cool it with the Soul Patrol freak outs, dude.) Still, he’s got a pass to next week’s Final Two.

Then again, we said that about Chris, too.

Tonight could be an interesting one!