But It Was an Accident! by Maggie McGinnis + 3 eBook Copy Giveaway!!
Anyone who’s known me long knows I don’t spend a lot of successful time in the kitchen. I say successful because I spend an inordinate amount of time in there. Really. I apparently just don’t have the cooking chromosome that makes any of those hours remotely worthwhile.
Take fudge, for instance. How hard is it to read the recipe on the fluff jar and make it work? Seriously, it says NEVER FAIL FUDGE … in really big letters. So last week, in a craving-induced fit of madness, I decided I could totally make fudge. However, after I’d dumped all the ingredients into an apparently not-quite-big-enough pan, I made the ill-fated decision to split my attention by answering the phone. The ensuing conversation went something like this:
Friend: “Whatcha doing?”
Me: “Making fudge.”
“Well, bless your heart. Good for you. You’re, uh, you’re stirring it while we’re talking, right?”
Me (picking up plastic mixing spoon): “Of course I’m stirring it.”
Me (one minute later): “Y’know what? Small problem. My spoon is now a short stick and there’s kind of a lot of smoke. I might need to call 9-1-1.”
Now, my town is rather renowned for its very hot firefighters, so naturally my friends accuse me of causing kitchen disasters on purpose, but I still swear that this time, my never-fail fudge self-ignited with no help from me.
Fortunately, I am skilled at putting out kitchen fires, so I got the flames smothered and smoke cleared before anyone was the wiser. Unfortunately, that meant I didn’t get an up-close-and-personal with my favorite firefighters.
No worries – I’m quite sure there will be another opportunity.
How about you? Are you magic in the kitchen? Or a fire department’s worst nightmare? Inquiring minds want to know. Oh, and if you have a fudge recipe I can’t actually ignite, I’d totally love to hear it!
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About the Author:
Maggie started writing when her twins were infants and she was desperately seeking sanity. The fact that she found it only with imaginary people makes her a bit concerned, but at least they do what she tells them to … usually.
She lives in New England, though she spends an inordinate amount of time on Arizona real estate sites in mid-January. While snow piles up to her windowsills, she cyber-stalks the blue skies and pink houses of the Southwest. It’s cheaper than therapy.
She used to be an English teacher, a certified black belt, and a cool-car driver. Then … twins. Now she swills caffeine while driving the one vehicle she swore she’d never own: a minivan. It sort of hurts even to admit it.
About the book:
In her Loveswept debut, Maggie McGinnis tells the tale of a city girl who’s running on fumes—and the cowboy who shows her all the good things she’s been missing.
After being betrayed by her con man ex-fiancé, Kyla Bennett nurses a broken heart. But Kyla’s friends have other ideas and when they whisk her off to Whisper Creek, a dude ranch staffed by cowboys so hot they dim the Montana sunset, all Kyla wants to do is hide under a quilt. Then in rides Decker Driscoll. He’s hauling about as much emotional baggage as Kyla, but when he stands close by, both of them want to stay close—and begin to succumb to an undeniable attraction.
After experiencing personal tragedy, Decker never thought he’d see Big Sky country again. But now that his family’s Whisper Creek property is in deep with a Vegas gambler, Decker’s back for the summer—and spending all his time running from “cowgirls” who come to the dude ranch to score some dudes. Then he meets Kyla, a kindred spirit who brings on a stampede of protective feelings . . . and a powerful hankering to sear her with a new brand of love.