by Cassandra Dean
My
friends, I am here to warn you of a scourge that is overtaking this grand
internet of ours. It slides insidiously into our lives, insinuating itself in
our daily interactions until it's impossible to imagine life without it.
This
evil is Pintrest.
Maybe
you have heard this cautionary tale. You start with a mild curiosity. You've
heard people talking about this pinboard website thing, where you can tack
pictures and crafty idea type things to virtual pinboards. You can put up
anything you desire, from wedding ideas to pics of sexy man-like people (or
girl-like people, or both-like people). You hear it's the bestest ever, but
people tell you not to sign up. Seriously, don't sign up. YOU WILL BECOME
ADDICTED.
Pshaw, you think. I'll just check
it out.
Fourteen
days later, a stack of used frozen dinner containers fall over and you come to
yourself to find you have been hunched over a computer for all of that time.
Unopened mail clogs your letter box. You haven't interacted your family.
Sunlight is a distant memory. But. BUT! YOU MUST PIN ALL THE THINGS!
And
turning again to your computer, you succumb to its irresistible lure.
I
speak with authority, my friends. I am addicted to Pintrest. Hours, hours,
I spend bathed in the glow of my computer, hunting for elusive pictures to pin
to my boards. I must have that picture of a corset for my "Research- Corsets" board. I must pin that movie poster to "Movies/TV".
My, that's a might fine picture of Jon Hamm, I shall pin to "PrettyBoys".
It's
a sickness, and I am ashamed.
However,
there is hope. A band of revolutionaries seek to destroy Pintrest's
stranglehold on us all. I believe they were last seen pinning weapon and
strategy ideas to their board entitled "How to Take Down Pintrest".
...
I
don't think the revolution is going so well.
In
any event, heed my tale of addiction and woe, friends.
Do not succumb.
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Ever curious, Elizabeth, Viscountess Rocksley, has turned her curiosity to
erotic pleasure. Three years a widow, she boldly employs the madame of a
brothel for guidance but never had she expected her education to be conducted
by a coldly handsome peer of the realm.
To
the Earl of Malvern, the erotic tutelage of a skittish widow is little more
than sport, however the woman he teaches is far from the mouse he expects. With
her sly humor and insistent joy, Elizabeth obliterates all his expectations and
he, unwillingly fascinated, can’t prevent his fall.
Each
more intrigued than they are willing to admit, Elizabeth and Malvern embark
upon a tutelage that will challenge them, change them, come to mean everything
to them…until a heartbreaking betrayal threatens to tear them apart forever.
About Cassandra Dean
Cassandra grew up daydreaming, inventing
fantastical worlds and marvelous adventures. Once she learned to read (First
phrase – To the Beach. True story), she was never without a book, reading of
other people’s fantastical worlds and marvelous adventures.
Fairy tales, Famous Fives, fantasies and fancies;
horror stories, gumshoe detectives, science fiction; Cassandra read it all.
Then she discovered Romance and a true passion was born.
So, once upon a time, after making a slight detour
into the world of finance, Cassandra tried her hand at writing. After a brief
foray into horror, she couldn’t discount her true passion. She started to write
Romance and fell deep.
The love affair exists to this very day.
Cassandra lives in Adelaide, South Australia.
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