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Book Blitz: ‘The Sailors Tiller’ by Noël Wolf

 

Title: The Sailors Tiller

Something to hold on to

Author: Noël Wolf

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Sub-genre: Steamy, humour

 

 

About the Book:

How did the most embarrassing date of my life turn into the most amazing sex of my life? Sometimes dating feels like a job and sometimes it has major benefits. Right now it’s paying off in a rocking orgasm. The boat I’m on is pitching to a different rhythm than the thrusting of my date’s hips and its making my body feel like it’s on fire.

The irony of all this heat building up while I’m surrounded the Pacific Ocean isn’t completely lost on me. Neither are the penetrating brown eyes and bulging biceps of my modern day Sailor. Unfortunately, when we return to the marina tonight, I’ll be taking a very embarrassing item home with me in a to-go bag. And I’ll need to restart my Tinder search for happily-ever-after tomorrow. How exactly do people make love work when at our foundation, we’re all human?

 

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About the Author:

Noël Wolf loves beaches, boys and birds. The order changes on any given day but you’ll find all three in her books which will probably make you fall in love too.

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Website: www.noelwolf.com

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Book Blitz: ‘Hauling Checks’ by Alex Stone

Title: Hauling Checks

Author: Alex Stone

Publisher: AWS Books

Genre: Fiction / Humour

Sub-genre: Transportation / Aviation

 

 

About the Book:

I’m a cargo pilot.  In the industry, I’m known as a “Freight Dog.”  I fly canceled checks and other types of high-value cargo around the country, mostly at night, in airplanes that are older than I am.  Flying freight—or “work” as we call it—in small, twin engine aircraft is a lesser known side of the aviation world.  Our day starts when banker’s hours end.  Thousands of flights move millions of pounds of work from city to city every night while the rest of the country is asleep.  We’re out there in the freezing rain getting de-iced when you‘re laying down for bed.  We’re sweeping the snow off our wings with a broom at three in the morning.  That horrible thunderstorm you heard last night while you were sleeping, we were flying through it.  The fog you woke up to in the early morning hours, we were landing in it.

Hauling Checks is a comedy about the darker side of aviation.  A cast of degenerate pilots, who work for a shady night time air cargo operation, take you on a flight through the unfriendly skies.  The pilots abuse every Reg in the book in their quest to make deadlines for their high value cargo.  As the company falls on hard times, management resorts to questionable measures to save the failing airline.

 

What people are saying:

“One of the best aviation read yet. Definitely art imitating life.”

“I’ve never laughed this much while reading.”

“If any of it is true, I will eat my headset.”

“Hilarious book that opens your eyes to the fringes of aviation.”

“An irreverent comedic read.”

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About the Author:

Alex Stone grew up in Munster, Indiana.  He’s been flying since age fourteen and received a Bachelors Degree in Aviation Science from Western Michigan University.  He has worked as a flight instructor and was a “Freight Dog” in the air cargo industry for seven years.  This is his first novel.

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Website: www.haulingchecks.com

Facebook: www.facebook.com/pages/Hauling-Checks

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Blog Tour and Author Interview: ‘Dear Mr Pop Star’ by Derek & Dave Philpott

Title: Dear Mr Pop Star

Authors: Derek & Dave Philpott

Genre: Popular Music / Humour

 

 

About the Book:

A collection of hilarious letters to iconic pop and rock stars with fantastic in-on-the-joke replies from the artists themselves: Eurythmics, Heaven 17, Deep Purple, Devo, Dr. Hook and many, many more…

For more than a decade, Derek Philpott and his son, Dave, have been writing deliberately deranged letters to pop stars from the 1960s to the 90s to take issue with the lyrics of some of their best-known songs. They miss the point as often as they hit it.

But then, to their great surprise, the pop stars started writing back…

Dear Mr Pop Star contains 100 of Derek and Dave’s greatest hits, including correspondence with Katrina and the Waves, Tears for Fears, Squeeze, The Housemartins, Suzi Quatro, Devo, Deep Purple, Nik Kershaw, T’Pau, Human League, Eurythmics, Wang Chung, EMF, Mott the Hoople, Heaven 17, Jesus Jones, Johnny Hates Jazz, Carter the Unstoppable Sex Machine, Chesney Hawkes and many, many more.

 

Review:

“If you don’t like this book, then you’re no friend of mine.” Ivan Doroschuk, Men Without Hats

 

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Extract:

Dear Hazell Dean,

I found your song on the internet whilst looking for how to get to friends in Hazeldene, Chieveley.

In these celebrity and appearance-obsessed times it is admirable that you are searchin’ (looking for love) for a man who needn’t be handsome or have fortune or fame.

I fear however that you may be setting your sights a bit low, Ms Dean. You appear, rather than ”looking for someone to share your life” with’ on nights out with friends or on tentative dates, to be ”seekin’ ” a long-term partner either on the train, or, more worryingly, as reinforced by your disclosure that you ”want no disguises”, a Police I.D. Parade, as you ”move on down the line”.

It is suspected that your judgement may have been impaired by ”never sleepin”’ and that there is no guarantee that a stranger on the Underground, or for that matter, from the Underworld is likely to be ”sweet and kind’.’

”Whatever You Do, Wherever You Go”, Ms. Dean, I implore you to be cautious in your quest and not to explore ”every place you can”.

Yours

Derek Philpott

 

Dear Mr Philpott

Think not of “Searchin’” as a light-hearted missive, extolling the virtues of promiscuity.

No! This work should be considered a seminal piece – a late 20th Century celebration of the seeking of love above all else.

“Searchin’

Looking for love

All the time I can.

Searchin’

Looking for love

I’ve got to find a man.”

This is not a transient pop song, but should be compared as contemporary to the popularist lyrics of Byron, Browning, Rossetti and Wilde.

Were these great romantics ever concerned by the trivialities of sleep sir? I think not.

As the great Oscar Wilde himself wrote:

“You don’t love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or for their fancy car, but because they sing a song only you can hear.”

Additionally, aspersions cast on my predilection for members of the criminal fraternity are most unwelcome and unfounded,and I would therefore be grateful if you could leave me to my insomnia and romantic musings in peace.

Further to this, over the past 35 years I have received 100’s of photographs of dull establishments bearing any vague semblance of my name, in its many variants. The highlights of which include a B&B in Blackpool, and cattery in Crewe and a hovel somewhere slightly South of Brighton.

Why people presume these will interest or even slightly amuse me, I do not know.

Would you enjoy receiving a steady and annually persistent selection of “Philpotts Avenue’s”, “Philpotts Crescents” and “The Philpott Home for the Perpetually Ridiculous”? The novelty wears off very quickly I can assure you.

Quite frankly Mr Philpott the locating of your friends at Hazeldene, Chievely, is of absolutely no interest to me whatsoever.

Yours aggrievedly

Hazell Dean

 

Author Interview:

 

1: Tell us a little about yourself and what got you in to writing?

My pen-name is Dave Philpott and, alongside my dad, I write deliberately demented letters to iconic rock and pop stars regarding their lyrics, and we publish their replies – they are all in on the joke – with full consent. My dad says hilarious things about records he hears on the radio:

”Yesterday those Weather Girls said that around half past ten there was going to be a shower of geezers.. I put on a hard hat, specially.. I took it off about quarter to eleven. They were talking absolute poppycock”

… and I take notes and formulate his ramblings into fully formed letters. I came into writing as a stenographer I suppose.

2: Do you have a favourite time and place where you write?

That doesn’t really come into it. We contact the pop stars and tell them about our mad little world and hope they’ll agree to join in and be a part of it. We can sometimes go a few weeks without any material to work with. Then a whole stack might come back and tell us they really love the idea and so we have to crack on and write a slew of silly letters. Any time or place is good for us, we love writing and sending the letters off and waiting for the replies is something pretty exciting because we don’t know what each pop star will come back with.

3: Where do your ideas come from?

We’ll listen to famous song by our latest victim – sorry, ‘volunteer’, and dissect the lyrics. We’ll either find a genuine line that makes no sense and home in on that or if we can’t find anything we’ll just pretend to get the wrong end of the stick for comedic purposes, knowing full well that we’ll be put in our place.

An example of the former would be, say, Aloe Blacc, who tells us that a dollar is what he needs. He then proposes to share his story if we share a dollar with him. Well, firstly, what if the story’s a bit rubbish and we don’t want to pay for it? If Amazon Kindle refunds these days are anything to by, this is a common issue. Secondly, to literally share a dollar would be only to part with half of it. Therefore, Blacc in reality either only needs 50 cents (not the rapper in duplicate) or hasn’t thought his request through and will still be half a dollar short by the end of the transaction. It really isn’t good enough, Mr. Blacc.

An example of the latter would be Lady Gaga. She tell us, ”I was born this way”, but we’d be very surprised if the young lady had entered the world in a frock made of bacon with a telephone stuck to her head.

Do you have a plan in your head of where the story is going before you start writing or do you let it carry you along as you go?

No we just put on our ‘deranged member of the public’ heads and listen to the songs ‘in character’. Because we cannot anticipate the artists who’ll agree to be part of the project everything has to be done spontaniously and quickly.

5: What genre are your books and what drew you to that genre?

It’s a genre of its own because the project is unique. People compare us to The Timewaster Letters and the Bob Servant ‘Delete at your Peril’ stuff, which we adore. We also love Viz and are flattered to say that they love us too. We also get compared with Henry Root but that is a lazy analogy. Firstly, the writing is poor and secondly he’s vicious. There’s nothing funny about ranting. Calm lunacy is far funnier. Let’s call it ‘Interactive Polite Pop Lunacy’.

6: What dream cast would you like to see playing the characters in your latest book?

Well, all the pop stars are real, so I suppose they’re playing themselves anyway! And we are playing overblown, exaggerated versions of ourselves, so it’s already cast.

7: Do you read much and if so who are your favourite authors?

I used to! Hemingway, Camus, Mailer..it will change next week. I’m a big fan of Ronson and I love Mark Kermode too

8: What book/s are you reading at present?

Zen Rabbit’s Holistic Guide to Crop Circles by Rob Buckle and Rough Notes by Bruce Thomas

9: What is your favourite book and why?

The Outsider by Albert Camus. A deceptively simplistic written masterpiece about the ludicrous beings that we are.

10: What advice would you give for someone thinking about becoming a writer?

Don’t be karaoke – make your own music.

11: What are the best Social Media Sites for people to find out about you and your work?

Website: www.unbound.com/books/dear-mr-pop-star

Facebook: www.facebook.com/ThePhilpotts

Twitter: @derekphilpott

 

 

About the Authors:

Derek and Dave Philpott are the nom de plumes of two ordinary members of the public, working with help from a small family and, crucially, a worldwide social networking community. Neither they, or anybody assisting with the creative aspects of this project had any connections with the music, entertainment, media or publishing industries whatsoever at the time of its commencement. Despite these humble origins, however, they now find themselves in the bizarre but enviable position whereby many pop stars and people within these circles are their friends “in real life’” (whatever that means!). Many artists consider “getting a Dereking” as a badge of honour, and, as one has participant succinctly put it-

‘’This is an ingenious and extremely inventive concept. You have given us a platform to answer questions that have been asked of us for years by our fans, and respond on a public platform of immense fun. You’ve created a weird and wonderful world loved and admired by 1,000s of people worldwide, and you have your own army of loyal fans. That pretty much makes you part of ‘us lot’ now!’’

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Book Review: ‘The Ghostwriters’ by Mickey J. Corrigan

Title: The Ghostwriters

Published: 2nd September 2016

Publisher: The Wild Rose Press

Author: Mickey J. Corrigan

Goodreads: www.goodreads.com/author/show/5828647.Mickey_J_Corrigan

 

Synopsis:

She’s funny, cynical, and kinda crazy, but she knows how to tell a story.

A struggling writer living in Manhattan, Jacy McMasters is the first to admit she’s a terrific liar and a screw-up. Then the ghost of the famous novelist JD Balinger asks her to “channel” a follow-up to his classic coming of age book, The Watcher in the Sky. Along with her new boyfriend, a bear of a man who has no patience for mind games, the ghost in Jacy’s head forces her to confront a lifetime of secrets—dark secrets. Secrets she’s been keeping from herself.

 

Review:

So our girl Jacy has kind of hit rock bottom in a drunken wasteland of despair. While on another drunken night out she gets a helping hand by a friendly older guy called JD. It seems he has a proposition for her. A way to get her out of the rut she has found herself in and try to make something of her life. He wants her to help him write the sequel to his first worldwide hit. He just so happens to be the author of her all time favourite book. She is to ghostwrite the book for JD, as he can’t do it himself. You see well, he’s dead, so is contacting her through his spirit self. Seems her drunken stupor opened a way for her to connect with those on the other side. Now Jacy is either going to have to believe the ghost in front of her or she’s got to think of herself as crazy and having a mental break. It wouldn’t be the first time but this feels different and she really does want help. Wanting it and getting it are two different things and at the beginning it doesn’t take long before she falls back on old habits. Namely getting drunk and letting her ex Austin use her for only one thing. Talk about being an utter dick! You are glad when she sees the light but not everything is rosy for her.

To create the story she needs to fully embrace JD and let him write through her. They might clash on lots of things but he is trying to get her to see that she does have something to say. She has a lot of material to work with – the crazy antics of her family being top of the list. He just needs her to embrace it to see it.

Not quite over her drunken ways though she ends up meeting a nice guy while out, Firth. I say when out but she remembers nothing of the night, just the morning after at his place. He seems to think he knows her somehow and whenever they meet again suggests that he wants her to open up like she did before. He doesn’t want games, he wants the real thing and he thinks that might be her. Only problem is she holds too much back for fear the pain will take over. Everyone has always tried to control her so she pushes back and rebels – drinking and sleeping around being the main players. But with Firth it’s different. He’s nice and that’s something she isn’t used to. He understands she is writing a book with someone but doesn’t know the whole ghost part. Trust me its not going to go down well when she starts talking about it. I liked that when he had a cat that needed help he thought of her, as every writer should have a cat by their side – or you know on their laps, over their arms so they can’t write – when typing away at a computer. The story is coming along but her life seems to take a turn. Family troubles are key but what are they really? A health spa retreat to help or could it hinder when you need some alone time? Can she find her way back to who she was or try to be a better version of herself? The self those close to her saw in her potential.

Loved the back and forth antics between JD and Jacy. They seemed to click in a weird way, which was fun. The twist can be seen fairly soon but its still interesting to see how everything comes full circle. Connection with Firth was real and only when she let him in did she get what she truly wanted. Does grip you quite quickly with the style of writing and story itself. Once I started I couldn’t seem to put it down so it’s well worth a look. A ghost writer helping her ghostwrite a masterpiece to help her move on. Helps others too.

4 out of 5 stars

I received a copy of this book from the author for my honest review.

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Book Blitz: ‘Vic Boyo, Doofus Detective in: Double Murders are Twice as Bad’ by Milo James Fowler

Title: Vic Boyo, Doofus Detective in

Double Murders are Twice as Bad

Author: Milo James Fowler

Genre: Crime / Humour

 

 

About the Book:

Two murders. One detective. Half a brain.

1931, New York City: Detective Vic Boyo may not be the brightest bulb in the chandelier, but that doesn’t stop him from solving cases as only he can. With a little luck and a whole lot of gumption, Boyo sets out to find the murderer of a local cop. Problem is, Boyo’s more interested in a gorgeous femme fatale accused of killing her husband. She’s destined for the electric chair, but Boyo’s got a hunch she might be innocent. And nobody gets in the way of Boyo’s hunches, not even Vic Boyo himself.

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Things were quiet, and the hallway was dark. Shaking the wet collar of my trench coat, I reached to unlock the door and stopped. Because it was already open.

Yeah. Somebody was inside, and it wasn’t me.

“Welcome, Mr. Boyo,” came a gravel-coated voice from the impenetrable darkness of my living room. “Please do come in.”

I felt for the heater I always carried along with me, tucked safely into the waist of my pants. One of these days, I planned to spring for one of those swanky shoulder holsters, but that day hadn’t arrived yet.

Squinting into the dark, I shoved the door open.

“Close it, Boyo,” the same voice ordered.

“You forgot something,” I said.

“Yeah?”

“That’s Mr. Boyo to you. Whoever you are.” I shut the door and figured it was dark enough for my heater to make an appearance. Which it did, but I had to aim blindly. Never stopped me before. Hasn’t stopped me since. “Is the power out?”

“We feel safer in the dark. Don’t we, boys?” Deep chuckles came from opposite ends of the room.

Dang. They had me outnumbered.

Gravel-voice continued, “But if you’re an unfortunate victim of achluophobia—”

“Gesundheit,” I said.

“—then we’ll let you have your precious light.”

As soon as the corner lamp switched on, I got a good look at my uninvited guests. Three thugs in striped suits and felt hats held Tommy guns and stood around my sofa where their boss sat smoking a cigar with his feet up on my coffee table. The nerve of that guy. No manners whatsoever. He was a real big butterball and wore an expensive-looking white cotton suit. His thin grey hair was combed back and tucked into a derby as brown and fuzzy as a chestnut mare’s patootie.

I’d already slipped my heater back into the waist of my pants and covered the bulge with my coat. I knew better than to try my luck against those Tommy guns.

“Mind telling me what this is all about?” I said.

The fat man rose and cleared his throat, pointing at me with his stogie. “Tomorrow morning, you’ll be put on the Merryface case.”

“How could you possibly know that?”

“Shut your trap, Boyo, and let me do the talking. I’ve got connections, see? If you’re smart, you’ll refuse. That is, if you plan to be alive this time tomorrow night, you’ll turn the case down and find something healthier to do. Healthier for you, that is. ”

“You make a habit of threatening cops?”

“I make a habit of telling idiots what’s what.” He motioned to his boys and they approached me en masse, heading for the door. “Joey. Give Mr. Boyo a little taste of what’s in store for him.”

“What’s that, Boss?” said one of the gun-toting thugs.

“Give him a glimpse of the bright future that awaits if he doesn’t play ball.”

“Uh…” The thug scratched at his head, obviously at a loss.

The fat man sighed, shaking his head as he regarded the carpet for a moment.  “When you want something done right…” he trailed off.

Then he plowed his fist into my solar plexus, and I doubled over, almost positive the room had capsized. With a groan, I dropped to my knees, straining to breathe.

“Let that be a lesson to you, Boyo. Do the right thing, and nobody gets hurt. Including yourself.” They tromped out of my place and slammed the door shut behind them. Their heavy footfalls echoed down the hallway outside, fading into the distance.

“Good riddance,” I wheezed, stumbling forward to turn the lock.

About the Author:

Milo James Fowler is a teacher by day and a speculative fictioneer by night. When he’s not grading papers, he’s imagining what the world might be like in a dozen alternate realities. So far, his short fiction has appeared in more than 150 publications, including AE SciFiBeneath Ceaseless Skies,CosmosDaily Science Fiction, Nature, and Shimmer. Find his novels, novellas, and short story collections wherever books are sold. Milo is represented by the Zack Company. ​

Website: www.milojamesfowler.com

Facebook: www.facebook.com/milojamesfowler

Twitter: @mfowler76

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