And by it, I mean me. Yes, folks, I’ve started running the couch to 5k program. The thing is, I used to run. Never gracefully or rapidly, but I ran. Okay, it was more of a rapid stagger, if I’m…
Author: Nicole Peeler
Author, Professor, Lover, Fighter
Where in the World is Nicole Peeler?
Nicole has, once again, been thrown into her Grading Oubliette. She will be back next week, covered in paper cuts and red ink and muttering softly to herself. So just like normal, really. If you’d like to send her care…
When My Ears Burn, It HAS To Be Good . . .
For this Monday I thought I’d fire off a couple of recommendations. One is a film and one is a novel, but what both have in common is some of the most creative, hilarious use of vulgar language I’ve heard…
It’s a Weiner!
I’ll announce the Weiner of my Contest! Contest! Contest! At the end of this post. Are you excited? I am. But first, just a few things . . . To see my take on why I chose to write sex…
I’m a Busy Bee . . .
To read my take on why I write sex in mainstream fiction, go here. My interview with Victoria Schwab, debut YA novelist, is here. I swear a blue streak. Maybe an indigo streak. Enjoy. 😉 Be back at the League…
CONTEST CONTEST CONTEST!
And what a contest! If you hear something slouching towards Bethlehem, fear not! It’s just that there’s a near-seismic launching of FOUR LEAGUE BOOKS TOMORROW! And because this is such a big event, and because I’m running ANOTHER BIG EVENT…
Things I Like… My Soundtrack
Thought I’d do another installment of Things I Like, but do something a little different. Normally I try to bring you something I’ve just discovered. Sometimes they’re not new bands (like the Editors), but they’re new to me. Instead, today,…
Voila! Cover Art!
Here is Tempest’s Legacy, in all its glory. Enjoy. You can see all three covers, and Orbit’s take on the series, here. Careful, there are some spoilers in their description. For a spoiler free synopsis, click here. What do you…
And By Later, I Mean Now.
Rather unsurprisingly, considering the Snowpocalypse, my flights were cancelled. So I’m home for the long Mardi Gras weekend. While I’m disappointed to miss my friend’s baby shower, I also can now admit that I am really sick. I don’t know…
BBL . . .
I’m off to NYC for the weekend, tomorrow . . . or at least I’m supposed to be. Keep your finger’s crossed. So see you latahz, alligatahz . . . In the meantime, enjoy this brilliant response to the Superbowl…