Welcome to the All My Restless Life to Live Blog Tour. I don't know about you but this sounds effing adorable. I heard the author knows how to make a reader laugh. I can tell you I had a blast reading her guest post about The Fondle. I want one!!! Make sure to enter the giveaway below for a chance to win this ebook.
All My Restless Life to Live by Dee DeTarsio
Publication date: April 29th 2013
Genres: Adult, Romance
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Summary
Award-winning author Dee DeTarsio combines life’s darker side with humor and tenderness in a wonderfully charming look at love and the afterlife.
Life is a soap opera, especially for Elle Miller, who is a TV producer. (Ellen dropped the “n” in her name in hopes of finding a better ending for herself.) When her laptop crashes, she borrows her dead dad’s computer and gets way more than she bargained for.
As Elle tries to save her career with a storyline featuring a trip through Atlantis, she takes a trip to the Emmys, and finds herself in the middle of a romance between a real doctor and a hunk who just plays one on TV. Friends, family, and clues from “the other side” all help Elle figure out the difference between living the good life . . . and living a good life.
Life is a soap opera, especially for Elle Miller, who is a TV producer. (Ellen dropped the “n” in her name in hopes of finding a better ending for herself.) When her laptop crashes, she borrows her dead dad’s computer and gets way more than she bargained for.
As Elle tries to save her career with a storyline featuring a trip through Atlantis, she takes a trip to the Emmys, and finds herself in the middle of a romance between a real doctor and a hunk who just plays one on TV. Friends, family, and clues from “the other side” all help Elle figure out the difference between living the good life . . . and living a good life.
Announcing New eReader: The Fondle!
by Dee DeTarsio
I lost my ego along with the placenta of my first-born,
making writing a natural career choice. More than seven hundred rejections,
three agents, and close-but-no-cigar publishers toying with my affections, I perversevered.
(I know that’s not a real word, but it should be.) Full disclosure: while I am
not making enough to pay for Lululemon writing pants, I could probably spring
for a pair of LuluLychees. (I would buy those.)
So why can’t I write erotica? I have tried, but it’s hard.
(Get it?) I sat in front of my laptop for such an embarrassing amount of time,
nothing came. Har har. I really wish I could write those spicy scenes. *Whip
crack.* I hear it pays well. While every writer shares intimacy, some just have
better vocabularies, imaginations, and experiences than others (and I’m not
calling anybody s-to-the-lutty, here.)
I like titillating stuff as much as the next girl. If I
write it, though, it makes me squirm, and not in the good way. I am no femme
fatale. My bra and underwear don’t match. I’m more Vicks than vixen.
I get why guys like boobs, I really do. I get why girls like
hunks with pecs that you want to squeeze like Charmin. But try as I might,
under my throbbing fingertips (get it, I’m typing?) never the twain shall meet.
Surely, I have other skills, right? I know what you’re thinking. What’s not
going on in her boudoir? Hey, now. The man of my dreams and I have our bedtime
story all worked out: four times a week, after Game of Thrones, twice on
birthdays, anniversaries, when in hotel rooms, San Diego Charger’s victories,
full moons, and first days of school; yes on phone sex, doesn’t everyone? and
of course, I love giving blow jobs. We are such a passionate couple, n’est-ce
pas?
So, I got to thinking. All books deserve a happy ending.
(Wink.) Let’s just cut out the middle man and demand that technology gets on
its giddyup to produce a vibrating eRotica eReader. Siri suggests we call it
the Fondle. I’d tap that app! (You know Jane Jetson had one!)
You’re welcome!
Dee DeTarsio lives in southern California. Her new novel, All
My Restless Life to Live, is not yet available on the Fondle.

Dee DeTarsio is a graduate of The Ohio State University and lives in southern California with her family. She did not teach herself to read at an early age or write stories by the time she was in kindergarten. She was still wetting the bed and playing in the can cupboard.
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ReplyDeleteOh my, I feel like the author did a bit of an overshare but in a very hilarious way! Thanks for introducing the fondle to me haha
ReplyDeleteLOL, I am all about the overshare. I tend to do that too.
DeleteDear Jennifer, Thank you so much for featuring All My Restless Life to Live! (And for jumping on The Fondle bandwagon!) I hope your readers have fun with it! And thank you to Jessica and Joy . . . and Joy, sorry for the overshare! Happy Reading!
ReplyDeleteThank you for such a great guest post. :)
DeleteLOL, this was hilarious. Thanks for sharing!!
ReplyDeleteHappy you enjoyed it.
DeleteI'm not sure if I'm quite ready to experience The Fondle way of eReading yet, but this post was an entertaining read nonetheless. Thanks for the chance!
ReplyDeleteCarmel @ Rabid Reads
hehe, spoil sport! :D
DeleteThat was very cute! :) The Fondle would revolutionize travel and commuting.
ReplyDeleteRight???!!!!
DeleteLove the cover, and funny exceprt
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by.
DeleteLOL, even if their bedroom schedule is borderline TMI, I appreciate her candor
ReplyDeletehehehe, me too.
DeleteDee and I should be new bffs. That shit was funny! I am so going to read this book now.
ReplyDeleteNon-related question: Are you an affiliate for horse.com?
lol - nevermind that question. It was just a targeted ad. :D
DeleteRight? I love her already for how she didn't hold anything back in this GP.
DeleteI loved this post! Made my evening! Hope I can read Dee DeTarsio soon. Fingers crossed. I love her sense of humour!
ReplyDeleteHappy it made you happy. :)
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