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Ophelia London | Songs from the Story
Author Guest / March 15, 2016

Hey there! I’m so happy to be on your fab blog again. I just adore everyone at Fresh Fiction! 🙂 This time, I’d like to do something special and share with you the playlist for WIFE FOR THE WEEKEND. For those of you who’ve been following me, you know that I’m notorious for making very extensive and detailed playlists for all of my books. Sometimes, I have songs saved before I start even writing the book. Music just sets the tone for me, and can even shake me out of a scene if I’m stuck. Songs have so much emotion! So, without further ado, I present the highlights of my WIFE FOR THE WEEKEND playlist. For the complete Spotify list, click here And now, happy listening! Waking Up in Vegas – Katy Perry Okay, if you’ve read the blurb, it’s not a surprise that Jules and Dexter get accidentally hitched in Vegas, so of course this song is first on my list. And it’s playfulness pretty much sets the tone for the whole book Troublemaker – Olly Murs So yeah, Jules might be kind of flighty and when she and Dex are trying to get their fake-relationship stories straight, she…

Kathy Bryson | Leprechauns…
Author Guest / March 15, 2016

Since I’ve been writing about leprechauns, I especially look forward to St. Patty’s Day. But I keep running into those who think that leprechauns are little, green men. People just can’t seem to wrap their heads around the trick. So today, I’d like to introduce you to some leprechauns who have promised to set the record straight. Up first is Fergus, the clan leader of the leprechauns in Fayetteville. Fergus: I didn’t promise to set the record straight. I just heard there was beer. Me: Yes, there’s beer, but first, you promised to explain how leprechauns were not little, green men. Fergus: Promise? What promise? Are you sure that’s what we discussed? Because I distinctly remember someone mentioning beer. Me: We’ll get to the beer! First, let’s discuss leprechauns. Most people are surprised to learn they’re not wee fairies, but actually grown men. How do you explain that? Fergus: I don’t. Like I said, I’m just here for the beer. Murphy: Stop messing with the woman, Fergus. You started this whole thing by revealing our secrets originally, so now you need to answer the lady’s questions. Me: Murphy, ladies and gentlemen. Bar owner and president of the local International Boxing…