Saturday, June 19, 2010

Bad Boy Blogfest/Pretty Packages Don't Always Contain Pretty

During an afternoon of census work in the mountains of Dawsonville, I fell in love with a place called Eagle Ridge. When my bestseller hits, I'm buying a cabin there. It runs along a mountain top that's just wide enough for the road and the houses perched along either side. In both directions there is a view that makes my heart soar.

I've been up there twice and both times a thunderstorm rolled in. The first time I drove only a third of the way down and found it lovely. Today I went all the way to the end. And fell in love.

One day I will have a house there. This I know.

Now, down to business. It's Blogfest time again. This one is hosted by Tina Sandoval, of Sweet Niblets and it's a Bad Boy Blogfest, so go check it out!

Tina Sandoval's Bad Boy Blogfest

I recently introduced a real bad boy to my manuscript and needed to develop his badness, so entering Tina's blogfest gave me a deadline. I wrote this a few nights ago and edited it tonight. I hope it conveys the badness to come. If not, I probably didn't do my job as a writer and will need to tweak it a little.

Bad boys come in all shapes and sizes. Some monsters don't kill or maim. If you don't normally read or watch R-ratings, please don't read this. Consider yourself forewarned.

This excerpt is from my in-process novel, Churches, Chickens and ChiChi's. The main character, Sammy, recently returned to North Georgia to help take care of her mother. She just met this guy in the local grocery.

William watched in his rearview mirror as Sammy Starr exited the store with her mother. She was much hotter in person than she was on screen. This babe was seriously scorching and smacked of Hollywood, even dressed down for Piedmont.

What luck that he’d run in to her already, without any effort on his part. Even better that she was attracted to him.

When Alistair had mentioned she was coming home, he had immediately started planning. He couldn’t wait to get her clothes off. And seeing wasn’t the only thing he wanted to do to that body.

The timing was perfect; his latest lover had turned out to be boring and predictable, as they all invariably did. He preferred them married, there were less strings attached. But Sammy was different.

He watched the petite blond as she sashayed across the parking lot with her jeans hugging her butt and her breasts pushing the limits of her sweater. He felt his pants get tighter as she bent over to help her mother in to a convertible VW and her derriere kissed the air.

She closed the door and opened the trunk to deposit a bag of groceries. Returning the cart to the receptacle, she turned and shook shoulder-length hair from her face. Every move seemed sensuous and deliberate. And he was salivating.

A shiver ran through him when she crossed back to her car and eyed his jag appreciatively. His 2009 XK convertible was definitely a chick magnet and had been a damn good investment. From the looks of her own ride, Sammy appreciated a convertible. He’d find a way to get her in to his soon enough.

Though her eyes were hidden by Audrey Hepburn sunglasses, he saw the telltale start of recognition. She had read his license plate and realized the jag belonged to him. She saluted, as he had done in the store, and then climbed in to her car. The heat in his loins was unbearable.

Oh yeah, Sammy Starr was one helluva woman. He had been fantasizing about her for years. But he sensed the real thing would be far better. Soon, very soon, she’d be his.

He waited until the VW had pulled out of the parking lot before starting his jag. He sat there for a minute listening to the purr of its motor, then rubbed a wet palm on his crotch, repositioning.

Patience, he thought. Patience. Good things come to those who wait.

In the meantime, he’d call Raylene. It had been a few days and he was beyond bursting after running in to Sammy. They would swing by that hot tub party the colonel was having tonight. His hot tub parties meant wet, naked women, all drinking and uninhibited. And that always made for a lusty combination, more fuel for the fire in his belly.

There you have it. Please leave me a comment so I know what's on your mind. Your opinion matters.

Don't forget to click over to Tina's blog to read the posts from the other entrants to the Bad Boy Blogfest. I'll be doing that myself. See y'all tomorrow!


Roland D. Yeomans said...

I'm hoping William's plans hit a nice roadblock. But probably not. What did Will Rogers say? S.O.B's get into everything but a coffin!

Tina Lynn said...

I love the ones with one thing on their minds. You know the ones I'm talking about. The ones that get a rude awakening and realize that it isn't the only thing in the universe:) Thanks for participating!

Mia Hayson said...

"she sashayed across the parking lot"




I think he's a true bad boy, I like that :)

Anonymous said...

What is it about bad boys and sports cars? As if they weren't already at an advantage of sexiness.

I hate to admit that I like him. Ok, that's a lie. I like him!

dolorah said...

Sounds like he doesn't care if Sammy is willing or not. He's sexy-creepy.

"He felt his pants get tighter as she bent over to help her mother in to a convertible VW and her derriere kissed the air." That's a nice touch; but "derriere" seems a bit tame for the run of his thoughts.

You've got a good start on his character development, and you've set him up well to be a jerk-off at the party. That's where his sleazy character will shine in action.

I'll be like your bad boy; waiting not so patiently for the next excerpt.

Good job.


Raquel Byrnes said...

Ugh! Calling Raylene after lusting for Sammy...what a bad boy! He is truly someone to watch out for. Great post.

Olivia J. Herrell, writing as O.J. Barré said...

Roland, this one may need a coffin before it's over. Or wish he had one. We'll see where it goes.

Tina, thank you, I'm loving your blogfest!

Mia, oh good, thank you so much for checking him out and thanks for the thumbs up.

Kate, see! That's the bad thing about bad boys. We love to love them, even when we truly shouldn't. :)

Donna, you pegged him! Yay! Sexy- creepy for sure.

Thank you for pointing that out about derriere. In the beginning I was writing all the nasties and went back and edited most of it out when I knew I was going to post this for public consumption. Why do I think I need to do that?? I also took out and changed a few other references in this scene. I really shouldn't, should I?

Oh my. Party scene. That should be a fun one to write. Woohoo! I do hope you'll be back, your input is priceless!

Raquel, isnt' that just sleazoid?Thanks!

Unknown said...

woohoo bad bad guy!

"He felt his pants get tighter as she bent over to help her mother in to a convertible VW and her derriere kissed the air."

GREAT line. Seriously.

Amalia Dillin said...

Tessa just mentioned my favorite line, too. I think he's perfectly terrible. He's a real piece of work, isn't he? I'm curious what's going to happen and if Sammy is going to come quietly along or if she's going to make him regret setting his sights on her!

Talei said...

Oh he's definitely bad-boy, how big is his ego? gets his comeuppence. Well done!

Eric W. Trant said...

Sounds like a normal guy to me. I've either been him or hung out with him any number of times.

If he has condoms and a bottle of cologne in the glove box, yeah, for sure, I know this guy.

- Eric

WV: I took my pants to the pantspa to get them relaxed.

What the hell is a pantspa anyway?

Olivia J. Herrell, writing as O.J. Barré said...

Tessa and Amalia, hmmm, you liked the derriere line. It's great to get input on both sides, thank you so much. I'd toned it down to that and was pleased with the result, but wasn't sure if it was nasty enough to fit him.

Sammy's pretty scrappy and doesn't take many things lying down. She is suspicious of him, but also has an itch. Not sure, yet, what she'll come up with.

Amalia and Talei, that said, most likely he will get his. And not in the way he'd like. I suspect he'll be causing Sammy a good bit of grief in the meantime.

Thank you all so much for stopping by and for giving me such good feedback. You all rock!

M. Bail said...

Okay, I got serious creepy stalker bad boy vibe from him. Kind of icky in a sexy sort of way. Does that make sense?! I'm very interested to see how it plays out with Sammy and if she gives in or fights back!

Definitely a compelling scene.

Olivia J. Herrell, writing as O.J. Barré said...

Eric, you make me laugh, thank you so much!! You remove any shred of illusion us gals might have and since you speak from experience, I'll take your word for it. But you gotta take my word, we think it's pretty creepy. Dude!

I seriously cracked up at your pantspa, and yes, it does sound like a place to get your pants relaxed.

BTW, I looked for your bad guy and couldn't find him.

Happy Father's Day, Olivia

Elizabeth Mueller said...

LOL! He is one horndog, that's for sure! ;) You did a wonderful job at portraying his character and lusts in this scene!

Funny that he'd think of her butt as a derriere, hu?--after all his vulgar thoughts of women, but I appreciate the censorship of foul language.

Thank you for your thoughts on my bad boy! :)

Writer Junkie said...

First... Eagle Ridge sounds absolutely breath-taking... and if that picture is what's around... I can understand why you fell in love. Hell, I might relocate! LOL

Second, I still just LOVE the title of your novel... it makes me smile every time I read it!

Third, Thanks so much for commenting on my blogfest! It helped put a lacking ingredient into perspective! :)

Why, yes... I am long winded... :)

And... finally...

Great scene! You nailed *no pun intended:)* William's character! He just oozes bad... well done! I can't wait to see what awaits his ego later on!!!! :)

Dawn Embers said...

He does sound bad, dirty and a creep. A great entry for the blogfest. Not the type of guy I'd be interested in, but I'd sure read to see if he gets his dues. lol

Renae said...

Sorry its taken me so long to get over here! We've had a very long day of painting.

Now for your William...he's a very bad, bad boy! Loved the images you painted. Wow, sounds as though he just reaches out and takes whatever he wants.

And love the title! Even more now that I've read this!
Well done!

Olivia J. Herrell, writing as O.J. Barré said...

M, you must've been posting your comment at the same time I was answering Eric's. YES! He's all that you said AND very sought after by women. Imagine that. So glad you liked him, I do, too. But it'll be fun to make him squirm. :)

Olivia J. Herrell, writing as O.J. Barré said...

Elizabeth, ok, one more for derriere doesn't fit, thank you for helping me out with that. You're welcome, my pleasure. And thank you!

Suzie, Ahh, Eagle Ridge. A writer's paradise. I bet there's room up there for both of us! I met a botanist/writer who lives there year round. Will make for an interesting neighbor. And their yard is absolutely gorgeous, full of native plants and flowers. And, yes, I took the picture at one of the little parklike areas that day.

Thank you! I'm so glad you like the title AND my bad guy. There will be more in this story before it's through. I predict this one will get smacked around a little. Just for you guys! :)

Dawn, thank you so much for stopping by, please come back whenever you can, I'll most likely be sharing more about William's just rewards later on.

Renae, (beautiful name btw), thank you for coming by and giving me your thoughts. How'd the painting go?? Yes, William is used to getting any woman he wants and would never dream of Sammy not wanting him back.

You love my title. That means a lot.

Thank you to each and every one of you for stopping by and commenting. Your feedback has given me more ideas on where to go with this story, and for that I am truly grateful. THANK YOU!!


Ivy Bliss said...

I think I may have dated William a time or two...
Great scene! I can totally feel the ickiness that all "Williams" are! :)
Love you!

Stephanie Lorée said...

William comes off as a total bad boy, moving up towards complete womanizer. I think I know a couple guys like him... ;) Thanks for sharing!

Erin Kane Spock said...

Bad, bad William.
The double entendre about 'wet, naked women' ended it one a more explicit edge that made him that much more sexually charged and not so nice.

Myne said...

Oh my, but yours is sure a real bad boy, lol. Not nice at all. I wonder if his plans will work out, bad boys shouldn't be so lucky.

Unknown said...

Aww, he's romantic. He's thinking of her while banging all those other bimbos. That's true love!
What are all you women talking about?
He's a good guy. :)

Roland D. Yeomans said...

Just checking in on you to see if you had another post. Have a great week, Roland

Olivia J. Herrell, writing as O.J. Barré said...

Ivy, haven't we all, and thanks! :)

Mermerix, I love your name! Thanks for stopping by and cruising William and for signing off on his badness.

Erin, oh yes! Thank you for stopping by and for pointing out my double entendre, good one! :D

Myne, another great name, is it pronounced one syllable, long i or two syllables, long e?

Andrew, too funny. Thanks for the giggle!

Roland, I promise a new post today, thanks for the nudge! I spent most of the last few days working on my ms and reading and comment on bad boys! :)

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