01. What are your nicknames?
Mom. Leece. Lisabea. Hey-lady-you-can’t-park-there.
02. How does your hair look currently?
Wet. But these days it’s shoulder-ish length and auburn-ish.
03. What’s new in your life right now?
G and I are taking the kids on an eco-adventure for our twentieth anniversary. Yes I was a child bride!
I’m concerned about snakes and malaria, but otherwise I’m bouncing in my chair, ready to go.
04. How many colours are you wearing now?
Blue jeans, white t-shirt.
05. Are you an introvert or extrovert?
I can be either. (continue reading…)
|Release Date||April 2009|
|Cover Artist||Deana C. Jamroz|
|Available At:||Barnes & Noble (paperback)|
Turner and Turner: One Good Turn
When his parents get a gander at the sex tape sent by a blackmailer, they offer Kendall Turner a few weeks of “rest” in a cushy clinic. No, he says, and hotfoots it across the lawns of the family estate. KT isn’t his own worst enemy anymore; there’s a new candidate for the title. Suddenly, Kendall’s on the lam, trying to outrun a murder rap. Helping – by locking KT naked in their motel room – is his cousin Turn. KT has some issues: he manages to censor himself only when he lies, he’s been in love with cousin Turn since forever, and he really would rather kill himself than get more rest at another clinic.
The Men of Smithfield: Gobsmacked
Physician’s assistant Mark Meehan’s impulse control takes leave when Mark finds his bank manager, who’s also his boyfriend, in bed with another man. Volatile Mark sets out to chase down his money and patch up his pride with the help of local law enforcement in the person of rock-steady state trooper Tony Gervase. But, Mark’s impulsive scheme for revenge infuriates Jamie and jeopardizes Mark’s budding romance with straight arrow Tony.
by L.B. Gregg
I stormed into St. Joe’s at the height of the Ash Wednesday noon mass, still dressed in my scrubs. I pushed through the massive arched chapel doors, bringing with me a gust of cold February wind. Seeing Jamie’s pretentious car parked in front of the church, I lost my shit and had to take action. I figured Jamie was expecting some kind of absolution by appearing at this penitential mass. I could see him seated in the third row, his head bowed. That gloriously tousled mass of golden hair gleamed like a beacon of innocence next to the shining, helmeted up-do of his repressed, miraculously blonde mother. (continue reading…)
Hello, my name is Lisabea, and I am a blogger.
For those of you who don’t know this already, LB Gregg is a pen name for another pen name, (Lisabea or LBea), blogging gal from over at Nose In A Book. Yes, that means some of y’all would like to strangle me, or throw tomatoes at me, but, I am who I am.
I started writing through blogging. At first I was a lurker, too intimidated to type “hello” (it’s true!!), then as I grew more bold, I became a commenter, and finally, with so very much to say all the friggin time, I started my own digs. Things got a bit out of hand ::cough:: and not only did the blog gain some reasonable success, I made a heaping load of friends who were gobs of fun, smart, and supportive.
Blogging. It’s hobby. It’s a passion. It’s an addiction. It’s an em-effing compulsion.
And it’s totally fun.
About 8 months ago, my friend Sarah (Rain on the Roof) sent me this link.
LOOK! For those of you who are tentative about posting, or are intimidated by the process, it’s a very easy, liberating, creative way to express yourself. Here’s a great list to follow for success.
What I love about these ridiculous instructions is that it takes what we do intuitively and it simplifies the process. For a while, I had this taped to my computer. No Kidding.
For those of you who know my blog, “try not to be a dick” is pretty high on my list of what people should to strive to do. I can be an ass (often, and loudly) but I’m not a dick and neither are my friends. We’re obsessive readers, we enjoy talking to each other, we hope for clarity, and everyday, we get better.
S’all good. Easy peasy, this blogging thing. (continue reading…)