Now, let me introduce today's hostess. Darlene Higginbottom is an enterprising working girl stuck in Clayburn, Mississippi in 1957. She knows she has the looks and talent to be the next Marilyn Monroe if she can only get to Hollywood. She's also something of a redneck and she doesn't mind saying what's on her mind. So, without further ado, Darlene, take it away.
I'm just so excited to be here today. Could you bring the camera in a little closer? Today, I will be talking with two romance writers, Katherine Bone and Donna Cummings. Hey you, behind the camera, keep it on me.
Hello, Kathy and Donna. I’m sure glad you’re here today and I know we’re all gonna learn a lot about sex!!!! Let's start with Kathy, who writes pirate romances.
“Did she ask about my ex?”
“No, Jack. She wants to learn more about sex.”
What is your motto? What were you willing to do to make your dreams come true and who paid your bail?
“Right ye ARRR, Jack. Lady Patricia warned us that Darlene holds nothing back.”
“Lady Darlene, you are a sassy wench! I enjoy women of your caliber.” Jack puffs air on nails and buffs them on coat sleeve.
As for paying bail? Well now, pirates have a way of getting out of scrapes all on their own.”
“As long as there is a dog with keys nearby, pet,” Jack adds.
Here’s what I learned: sometimes making our dreams come true involves gutsy decisions that scare and immobilize us. How does one break away from the known into the unknown without sailing to World’s End?”
Jack cringes. “Being shanghaied by Elizabeth Swann and swallowed by the Kraken comes to mind.”
I was once told to stick to one man. Didn't work for me either. Sorry. Go on...
Fortunately there are readers who like when I write both, and I'm really glad about that. Oh, and I'm practicing my sway. Ya never know when a good sway will come in handy!
“More like guidelines.”
“Well that’s not entirely true. Nelson’s Tea has its code, which is a bit different from the one you use, Jack. But as to what you can expect? Heroes who will do anything to protect those they love or those they know need protection. And they don’t need rum to do it.”
Jack hides his dram of rum behind his back. “I take offense to that. I’ve done quite a few things without any rum.”
I'm just hoping he's got a real fine body like that dude in the picture. And that he's read your books!!! I'd really love it if he were a movie star, too.
Talking about movies, let’s pretend you’ve won the Pulitzer for romance writing and they’re gonna make a movie of your life. And I’m in the starring role as you. I know I’m too much of a sex symbol, but I can tone it down. Just like Charlize Theron did in Monster. Well, maybe not that much, but…what kind of movie will it be? And how should I portray you?
Well, I could be a writer with a secret. Maybe they could get Clark Gable to play the guy I've got chained up in the basement!
It looks like we’ve gotta wrap this up, girls. I sure have had a good time! On that note, why don’t you tell me about the new books you’re working on now and stuff like that.
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