Sun, Sand and Sexy

Sun, Sand and Sexy

Long hot summer days call for more activity and less clothing, and a great way to relax and have some fun is a day at the beach.

If you’re the more active type, there are a ton of options. Splash in for a refreshing swim, surf the waves, kayak, or jog the beach.

 

If you’re more the sedentary type, an umbrella, something icy cold to drink, and a good book is a great way to spend an afternoon.

(Might I suggest a sexy romance novel from your favorite Spice Aisle author?)

Of course there’s always time for a little sight seeing.

(Nice boat.)

And of course, there’s always that possibility for a summer romance.

Just like in the movies.

Beach time…

Are you ready?

Are you ready?

It’s summer movie time!

Popcorn, nachos, sodas and a great summer blockbuster movie. Yeah, that’s the stuff.

And here’s a couple of the movies coming up that I’m really stoked for:

 

May 26th

June 2nd

June 16th

July 7th

What upcoming movies are you excited about?

Leave me a comment down below.

Acapella Elvis

Acapella Elvis

 

All hail the king!

Okay, I’ve been a huge fan of Elvis Presley since childhood. And while I love so many of his songs, my all time favorite has to be Can’t Help Falling In Love.

One of my favorite new music groups is Pentatonics.

And when the two came together about a week ago…♥

So tell me, what classic song would you like to have redone by what new musician or group? Let me know in the comments down below.

Just a taste of Between Venus and Mars

Just a taste of Between Venus and Mars

Between Venus and Mars is my latest release. I consider it a science fiction romantic comedy.

Here’s just a taste from the opening of the story:

 

Chapter 1

 

Zana Starchild banked the rickety TRS-90 quinjet, as a photon torpedo detonated off her port thruster. The explosion rocked the tiny starship, and it was all she could do to hang on.

“Okay, maybe I should have used the fuckin’ seatbelt.”

The instrument panel lit up with bright red whatcha-ma-doogers, flashing like the ancient neon sign hanging in front of Paddington’s Pastry Shop.

She grunted. “That’s probably bad.”

It would have been really nice to have someone with her who actually knew how to fly this junk-heap, or could at least tell her what the hell those flashing things meant.

It was kind of hard to check the instruction manual while these shitheads were firing phase cannons and photon torpedoes up her ass.

Not that she actually had an instruction manual.

“Shit.”

Just her luck to find deep-space pirates waiting at this jump point.

Bastards.

And these had to be the dumbest pirates in the entire galaxy. Sure, it was a convenient place to surprise travelers, but this jump point didn’t go anywhere anyone wanted to be.

Well, except her, and that was completely irrelevant to her argument. Even she didn’t really want to go to Old Earth. She just had to.

A command crackled through the speaker of her ship com. “Surrender your ship, rim rat, and we’ll give you a life pod back home.”

Maybe I should be civil for a change? You know, so they don’t get all mad and blast me out of the sky?

Zana jammed the reply button. “Up yours, jack-off.” It just spilled out of her mouth. So much for civility. “You don’t want this piece-of-shit ship anyway. Have you even scanned me?”

Well, not that bad. She’d only sworn once.

Convincing them she was worthless was her best option. If she surrendered, they’d probably drop her ass out an airlock and let her float off into space. Fuckers!

A laugh was followed by a mocking voice. “By the galactic gods, rim rat, how is that ship even flying?”

Ha!

“Told you, dumbass. You going to let me go or what?”

Mmm. Maybe I should have left out the dumbass part. Her father always said her mouth would get her into trouble someday.

Her gaze darted around the control panel. There had to be weapons onboard somewhere, though it was anyone’s guess if they worked. She’d put up a helluva fight, if she could find the stupid controls.

By the galactic gods, who was she kidding? She was completely screwed if they didn’t let her go. She barely knew how to fly this ship, let alone fight in it.

***

THE SOUL MATE TREE, BOOK THREE:

BETWEEN VENUS AND MARS

AUTHOR: S. C. Mitchell

GENRE: Science Fiction Romantic Comedy

HEAT LEVEL: Steamy

Amazon Link: https://www.amazon.com/Between-Venus-Mars-Soul-Mate-ebook/dp/B01N7OXSND/

 

Thanks for tasting,

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The next hot delivery restaurant: Your Kitchen.

The next hot delivery restaurant: Your Kitchen.

So, when I was researching for today’s post I stumbled across this video and it got me wondering about something.

 

Now I’m not going through all eleven food trends but the first couple included Home Cooking, Virtual Restaurants, and Home Delivery by Drone. But what if someone combined these three ideas into one concept.

Imagine choosing from a selection of home cooked meals off an app or web site.

 

 

 

 

 

The cook (at home) receives your order and cooks it to order.

Then loads it, hot and ready to eat into a drone, that flies the meal right to your front door.

 

 

 

 

 

 

All the deliciousness of a home cooked meal, and you didn’t have to even turn on the stove.

 

So, what do you think? Would you order from a place like this? Would you want to run a restaurant out of your kitchen? Let me know in the comments section below.

Hello Dali

Hello Dali

My wife and I recently went to visit friends in St. Petersburg, FL. While there we visited the Salvador Dali Museum.

What a wonderful, rich adventure for this former art student. (Okay, most of my study was of women and alcohol back then, but I was technically an art major.)

The museum itself is a work of art, and a true tribute to this artistic genius.

I’ve always loved Dali’s work. Best known for his melting clocks, Dali’s surrealist style fit in well with my love of science fiction and fantasy.

We took the audio tour, which featured a self-paced trek through the museum guided by a data pad and audio headphones. Lots of great information about the artist and his work. And unlike in college, this time I really listened.

They are also now featuring a temporary exhibit of works from artist Frida Kahlo.

The museum grounds are no less spectacular, featuring a hedge maze and a wishing tree.

 

I made my wish, and I’m not going to tell you what it was, but it does rhyme with Moo Nork Limes Nest Feller.

Calgon, take me away.

Calgon, take me away.

Ouch!

So, I’m working on this big project, breaking it down into smaller jobs to make it easier. I’m not really a physical kind of guy. But I was close to finishing one part and pushed myself a little too hard yesterday. It felt great . . . and boy did it hurt.

Wine . . . helped. A little.

But not enough.

So I headed for my default relaxation machine. The bath tub.

Now, I’m usually a shower kind of guy, but when I hurt, I can’t wait to submerge myself in the steamy goodness of hot water. I add a little lavender essential oil to the water and just soak my blues away.

No, that’s not me above. (Well, maybe in my dreams.) He’s just a stock photo I found. And what the heck is he drinking? I want some.

So, how do you relax after a painfully physical day?

Let me know in the comments down below.

And thanks for visiting The Spice Aisle.

Tis the season for movies.

Tis the season for movies.

One of the best parts of this holiday season are the new release movies. Now I’ve only seen one of these, but the rest are on my short list for the next few weeks.

Moana

Disney and the Rock? This is a no brainer. Sure to be fun. A 95% from Rotten Tomatoes.

La La Land

This one looks so good. And 94% on Rotten Tomatoes.

Sing

From the makers of Despicable Me? Oh yeah, front row please. 77% on Rotten Tomatoes.

Rogue One

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This is the one I’ve seen, and can highly recommend to any fan of the original Star Wars series. So good! 84% on Rotten Tomatoes.

Pop me some popcorn!

Steve

 

 

That Minimal, Criminal, Sinful LBD

That Minimal, Criminal, Sinful LBD

While surfing the internet looking for a topic for today’s blog I happened across this:

Now even I know that no matter what her shape, size, or age, every woman needs this all important garment in her closet. This isn’t just a dress. This is a statement. It needs to be you.

Beautiful young woman in black dress

Find that shape, length, and exposure you’re comfortable in, but keep it on the daring side. Little means little.  A side slit, a little cleavage, or some lace can make a big difference. And make sure it highlights your best assests.

Believe me, every guy, straight or gay, notices a woman in an LBD on one level or another. So shop, shop, shop until you find the right one, because a mistake here can be disastrous.

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Once you’ve found the right dress, you are not done. No way.

Female bag, shoes and accessories isolated on white

It’s now all about the accessories. Bag or clutch, sunglasses, jewelry, and those all important shoes. Accessories are the frame to that perfect picture. Just enough to enhance without taking away from the artistry of the dress and that amazing woman within.

So…have you got one? Do you own it?

 

Sophisticated woman holds a blank tablet computer.

Oh, girl! I like how you accessorize.

So is there a guy equivalent to the LBD? Let me know in the comments below.

I may need to go shopping.

Steve

Just a taste of Son of Thunder

Just a taste of Son of Thunder

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“Son of Thunder,” its voice reverberated throughout the room—low, guttural, almost a growl. “We knew you would come.”

Jord raised his sword in readiness.

The giant chuckled.

“You are no longer in the safety of your university, Jord Thorson.”

The giant raised its axe to strike.

“And you are no longer in Jotunheim,” Jord answered as he danced back from the giant’s swing, then countered with a swipe of his sword.

“There is no need to endanger the mortal. Surrender yourself and the belt to me,” the giant grunted, batting aside the sword with its axe.

The mortal?

Now Meghan knew she was dreaming. She’d probably laid her head on her desk for just a moment and fallen asleep. It had been a long, trying day. Any moment now she’d wake up and the real Jord Thorson, the old, gray-haired scholar, would stop by and tell her the strange belt was all just a hoax. It was too bad, she was becoming quite fond of the Fabio-like, sword-wielding college professor she’d dreamed up. Not the Fabio of today, but the Fabio of the past, when he really was Fabio . . . lous.

“I don’t think so,” Fabio-Jord said. He charged at the giant. The big creature swung its axe, but Jord’s sword deflected the blow. Meghan watched in fascination as the man and the giant fought their battle with archaic weapons in the accessioning room of her museum.

Well, if this was all a dream, she might as well enjoy it. The way Jord’s body moved—fluidly dodging and striking at the giant. Watching this man move was a slice of sensual heaven.

 

Son of Thunder is available on Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Son-Thunder-Heavenly-Series-ebook/dp/B00BJ64GPY

 

Steve