Spotlight & Giveaway: Playing It Cool by Amy Andrews

Posted September 8th, 2016 by in Blog, Spotlight / 44 comments

Today it is my pleasure to Welcome author Amy Andrews to HJ!
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Hi Amy and welcome to HJ! We’re so excited to chat with you about your new release, Playing It Cool!

 

Tell us about the book with this fun little challenge using the title of the book:

playing-it-coolP is for – painting. Harper is an artist.
L is for – lineout. Hey, I had to get one rugby term in!
A is for – ass. Dex just digs Harper’s booty including all her lovely junk! As a complete aside, Dex has a pretty good ass himself!
Y is for – year. This is Dex and Harper’s lucky year.
I is for – impoverished. Dex has had to overcome major disadvantages to play elite sport.
N is for – naughty homework. Dex sets Harper some very dirty homework involving her vibrator and the number of tries the team scores in a particular game.
G is for – gaming. Harper is a hard core gamer.

I is for – impatient. During one sexy episode, Harper shamelessly uses Dex’s body to get off without waiting for him to catch up. She’s embarrassed afterwards. Dex is just happy it was his body she chose.
T is for – twins. Harper has twin half brother and sister who she adores.

C is for – Chuck. Harper’s douchebag stepbrother.
O is for – overalls. Harper wears painter’s overalls to work that zip right up the middle. Dex just loves the easy access of that zip!
O is for – ooh la la. Harper’s red dress at the gala almost makes Dex swallow his tongue.
L is for – Linc. The next of the Sydney Smoke rugby players to get a story.
 

Please share the opening lines of this book:

Dexter Blake liked a woman with some junk in her trunk. And the tall, curvy chick on the sidelines was packing a whole lot of booty. She had one of those itty-bitty waists, too, and her cups floweth’d over. Staring at her chest was practically a religious experience.

 

Please share a few Fun facts about this book…

  • At the back of each book is a glossary of terms – both rugby and Australian-isms – to help a reader out who may be puzzled by the sport and Aussie slang alike. It was the most fun to write!
  • My editor suggested Harper and Dex go to a wine and paint bar on their first date. I had absolutely no clue what that was….
  • I took the idea of Harper painting murals in a kid’s hospital from my own experience as a nurse working in a paediatric hospital where all the walls were painted with the most amazing kid-orientated murals.
  • I changed the name of Harper’s bestie (and the heroine in book 3) about a dozen times!
  • The team poker games have been such fun to write they’ll be a part of every book.

 

Was there a scene in this book that was harder to write than others?

I find the scenes when the guys are all smack talking the hardest. I want them to be irreverent and blokey and jokey and boys being boys. And, being not a boy, I always fret I’m going to screw it up. I want it to be the way it is with guys not the way a chick would write guys. Hopefully, I’ve pulled it off.

“Just as well you can kick a ball. What the hell do you talk to women about?”
“Who says we talk about anything?”
Donovan shook his head. “One day some woman is going to do a number on you, and I hope I’m around to see it.”
“Not a chance, Dono.” Linc shook his head cockily. “Too many chicks. Not enough time. Why settle for just one?”
“Maybe we should ask the boss?” Donovan suggested, reaching for his sixth slice of pizza. The front rower was a hard guy to fill up. At six foot three he was, part in thanks to his Maori heritage, built like a brick shithouse.
Everyone glanced at Tanner who gave them a nonchalant shrug but couldn’t hide the start of a goofy grin. His mates gave him absolute hell for it, drumming on the table and grunting “Woo, woo woo,” like a bunch of wild gorillas.
“Okay, okay,” Tanner griped, good-naturedly, picking up his hand now Donovan was back. “Are we playing fucking poker or you want to sit around and knit or something?”
Everyone followed suit and there was quiet for long moments as they checked out their hands. “Speaking of chicks,” Linc said, breaking the silence and glancing over the top of his cards at Dex. “How’s things with Chuck’s sister?”
Dex had been having a good night. He’d heaped plenty of crap on his mates while avoiding the same fate, and he was winning. Glancing at his pathetic hand and the five pairs of eyes now trained quizzically on him, he figured he’d just run shit out of luck.
“Nuthin’ to tell,” he remarked casually as he threw four cards down, retaining his ace. Nothing he wanted to tell them anyway. “I’ll take four,” he said to Ryder.
“You go on that date?” Tanner asked.
“Yep.”
“How was it?” he pushed.
Dex shot his friend and captain a you-have-to-be-shitting-me look. “We playing fucking poker or knitting?”
Tanner whistled long through his teeth and shook his head in faux seriousness. “That good, huh?”
“Sure as shit doesn’t sound like he got laid, does it?” Linc added.
Bodie nodded. “Totally struck out,” he agreed.
“She do that painting?” Donovan asked, lifting his chin in the direction of the fridge.
Dex had glued some magnetic strips to the back of the canvas frame and slapped it on the side of his fridge. He’d forgotten about it being there. “Yep.”
Four pairs of eyes swivelled to the painting. Linc got up—of course he did—to inspect it closer. He plucked it off and brought it back to the table. “That’s some girly-assed goal posts,” he said as he passed it around.
Dex felt unaccountably twitchy at the painting being pawed by a bunch of blokes who wouldn’t know a work of art from their elbows.
“Looks like those murals we saw at the kids hospital last week,” Bodie said when it got to him. “Hey, wait a minute…” He glanced at Dex. “This is her signature, too.” He pointed at where Harper had signed it. “I remember that little heart instead of the a.”
Dex wondered how long it would take Linc’s filthy mind to connect the dots.
Not long as it turned out.
“Aha,” he crowed grinning around his beer bottle as he took a triumphant swig. “So that’s where you disappeared to the other day.”
“And came back with a mysteriously wet jersey,” Tanner added.
Dex glared at his friend. “The tap over sprayed.”
Everyone laughed. “Something over sprayed,” Linc said. “It’s usually what happens when you live like a monk. Massive sperm pressure, man, I’m telling you, it’ll kill you.”
“And what would you know about MSP, Linc?” Donovan quipped.
“It’s platonic,” Dex growled, wanting to put an end to the conversation for once and all.
“Sure it is,” Tanner grinned. “If platonic means ripping one off with Chuckie’s sister in a hospital full of sick kids.”
Dex flipped him the bird. “Bite me.”
“Methinks he doth protest too much,” Donovan mused.
“He doth wha?” Linc frowned.
Donovan rolled his eyes. “It’s Shakespeare, dickhead.”
The guys laughed but Dex was done with them discussing him and Harper. “For Chrissakes, are we playing or not?” he demanded then glared at Ryder. “I need four fucking cards.”
Everyone laughed, but Ryder dealt and the game got back on track.

Excerpts. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.
 

What do you want people to take away from reading this book?

I’ve never really been a writer who wants a reader to take anything away from a book other than a few good hours of solid entertainment. But I guess if you’re a curvy girl like Harper (and me!) then I hope you’ll feel like there’s a Dex out there for you too!

 

Thanks for blogging at HJ!

 

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Book Info:

Harper Nugent might have a little extra junk in her trunk, but her stepbrother calling her out on it is the last straw… When rugby hottie, Dexter Blake, witnesses the insult, he surprises Harper by asking her out. In front of her dumbass brother. Score! Of course, she knows it’s not for reals, but Dex won’t take no for an answer.

Dexter Blake’s life revolves around rugby with one hard and fast rule: no women. Sure, his left hand is getting a workout, but he’s focused on his career for now. Then he overhears an asshat reporter belittle the curvy chick he’d been secretly ogling. What’s a guy to do but ask her out? It’s just a little revenge against a poser, and then he’ll get his head back in the game.

But the date is better than either expected. So is the next one. And the next. And the heat between them…sizzles their clothes right off.

Suddenly, this fake relationship is feeling all too real…
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Meet the Author:

Amy AndrewsAmy is an award-winning, best-selling Aussie author who has written fifty-nine contemporary romances in both the traditional and digital markets and been translated into over a dozen languages including manga. She is a USA Today best-seller and has sold over two million books featuring lots of sex and kissing.

She loves fabulous travel, good books and great booze although she’ll take mediocre booze if there’s nothing else. She has two grown kids who never stay away long enough for her to miss them. At sixteen she met a guy she knew she was going to marry and she did.

She lives on acreage on the outskirts of Brisbane with a gorgeous mountain view but secretly wishes it was the hillsides of Tuscany.
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44 Responses to “Spotlight & Giveaway: Playing It Cool by Amy Andrews”

  1. BSBbabe

    I would prefer a clothing size or even a weight prescribed to a heroine described as curvy. I’d like to see some diversity in the definition of curvy and plus-sized, as each curvy/plus-sized heroine is described as having a tiny waist or an hour-glass figure. There’s more to being curvy than having big boobs or a plump bottom. There’s wide hips, wide shoulders, thick thighs, curved calves, round hips, a belly. I’d also like to see authors get past the size 18.

    • Amy Andrews

      Yeh. That’s very true, Rakisha. In another blog I’ve done I’ve said big boobs does not equal plus sized! There are several descriptions of Harper’s body shape in the book that talk about her legs and calves and tummy and cellulite etc because I wanted her to be curvy curvy not Sophia Loren curvy!

  2. Andrea McParland

    I prefer a general description so readers can connect individually in their own way. A specific size could be exclusionary.

  3. Jenny Dauksa Schaber

    Curvy is great, but used with itty bitty waist can serve as a contradiction. She’d be hard to fit into a number…much like a lot of the real world. Descriptions are fine with me.

    • Amy Andrews

      So true, Jenny. I think a lot of “curvy” girls out there (me included!) find it so hard to buy clothes because their mesasurements aren’t standard. I need smaller shirts and large bottoms which is fine when you’re buying seperates but when you buy a dress for example I need a bigger size to get over my arse but then its too baggy at the top….

  4. erinf1

    nope, cuz I usually get annoyed with how many references are thrown in about how “curvy” the heroine is. It’s almost as stigmatizing as the thin as rail girls! There’s a happy medium and i just want to fall in the story and fall in love with the couple. I don’t care what they look like, I want descriptions and personalities to fit into the story, not have loud, pointy fingers at differences or “normal” descriptions. That doesn’t happen in real life. I don’t have someone following me around and pointing out to potential boyfriends that I’m Asian and “curvy”. And if someone used that to describe me, I’d unfriend them. I want to be known for my humor, my generosity, and personality. So I guess I hold my heroines to the same standard. Sorry, this is kind of a soap box issue for me. I’m stepping down now 🙂

  5. Ami

    Nope. Especially because the numbering system in the U.S. and in my country is different. I prefer to use what I have in my imagination

  6. janinecatmom

    I think most women will read the description of “curvy” as they want to read it. Putting a number on it makes no difference to me if the story is good. But personally I do get tired of reading about the typical size 2 and 25 years old heroines. I just can’t relate to them.

    • Amy Andrews

      You know, I dont think I’ve ever seen a size 2 here in Oz. But then clearly I’m not going into those kind of shops… I think the lowest I’ve seen is a 6. And that’s rare.

  7. Cynthia P

    Curvy is good! That’s what I am, a bit of the “apple” shape. Round all over, except for my rear end, which is flat as a pancake.

  8. kermitsgirl

    It’s difficult to say. Too often “curvy” means an itty-bitty waist with a generous chest and rump, and it frustrates me when authors present these women as an implied BBW with body image issues. But at the same time, I don’t want there to be a lot of focus on giving an actual size to the “curvy” heroine, because it implies that her size, whether it be hourglass, pear, apple or whatever, is an important feature – and it shouldn’t be any more important than the shape of her eye or the length of her neck.

    • Amy Andrews

      I think thats the problem with curvy as a descriptor. Because there’s curvy and theres *curvy*. But I also know that there are very few women out there that dont have body image issues regardless of their size/shape. Which is all kinds of crazy.

  9. Mandy R

    I’m not thrilled with the idea of a number, but I don’t think curvy and plus sized are the same thing. When I hear curvy, I think of Sofía Vergara, not someone with a bit of chubbiness.

  10. Terrill R.

    No sizes needed. I tend to picture “curvy” as what the media considers ‘”curvy.” I know that the media doesn’t have one single clue as to what “curvy” truly means, but that’s what we are bombarded with and what gets stuck in my head.

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