Jul 012013
 

And we’re back! (Did we actually take a week off? Feels like we did.)

As always, I’m trying to spread my net wide and far, and so I reach out to authors when I can. Today’s author is one person I reached out to a few months back. Welcome PJ Adams, everyone!

objectofhisdesire

What song makes you think of your book?
Something, by the Beatles – not actually the Beatles version, but a lovely live version by George Harrison and Eric Clapton

My new novel, The Object of His Desire, is the story of a young American woman living in London and her encounters with a wealthy and powerful member of the English aristocracy. He’s a man who’s used to getting what he wants, but also a man with dark secrets buried away in his past. She’s drawn to him, even though she knows she shouldn’t be; he’s drawn to her, even though he never allows people to get too close to him. There *is* something in the way she moves that attracts him like no other lover, something in the way he woos her…

The song is about that indefinable something – you know it’s there, even though you might struggle to put it into words. It just is. And that’s exactly what there is between Trudy and Will in my novel: despite all the objective understanding that any relationship would be a bad thing, there’s something drawing them relentlessly together.

And apart from it being a truly beautiful love song, it was one of those moments when George Harrison was given the spotlight in the Beatles, and even though I’m a child of the 1970s and I probably shouldn’t have a Beatle of my own, if ever I did it would be George.

Cool! The era of lusting for a Beatle isn’t over. I thought I was too young for it. Glad to see I’m not.

BLURB:

The Object of His Desire by PJ Adams

When Trudy goes to her estranged brother’s wedding, the last thing she expects is one of those moments: a handsome stranger, their eyes meeting across a crowded room… a tempting, but dangerous stranger. Determined to find out more, she discovers that dark secrets bind him to her brother; she also learns that he’s the kind of man who gets what he wants, and what he wants right now is Trudy.

Introducing her to the world of the super-wealthy, he showers her with designer clothes, shoes, and diamonds, whisking her off to dinner dates by private jet… what more could a girl want?

But as she finds out more about him, Trudy begins to wonder if she can ever love a man she can never fully trust. A man involved in murder and blackmail, who may just be using her as an alibi. Should she run or let herself fall for him? And will he give her a choice?

A passionate erotic romance, where scandals buried away in the past lead to murderous intrigue in the present, in the intensely steamy world of the super-wealthy and powerful.

BUY LINKS:
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Amazon UK

and in paperback…
CreateSpace
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Jan 232013
 

You’d think a book about the Beatles would have to be Rock Fiction, right?

So did I.

Until I sat down and started reading Alan Goldsher’s Paul is Dead. There’s nothing Rock Fiction about this book. In fact, what started out as amusing quickly turned annoying. Yeah, it was funny to see Mick Jagger as such a putz, even though I am rather fond of Mick.

It was too one-joke and not enough… well, anything else.

So… no to Paul is Dead as Rock Fiction. And no to it as being a book I even finished.