No, thatβs not a euphemism. Itβs an actual job and my heroine, Clover Lee, in
THE NEGOTIATOR has held the
position along with a ton of other weird temp jobs.
βShe'd done time as a snake milkerβdon't ask; smiled for pictures as a paid
bridesmaidβbridezillas, she'd known a few; bellied up to the table as a dog food
tasterβthink stale crackers with a funky aftertaste; learned the true benefit of
good arch support as a professional line standerβalways in the rain or the cold
or the blazing heat; and distilled the mysteries of the universe as a fortune
cookie writer. Clover had done it all to pay the bills, have some excellent
adventures, and stay as far away from the small town of Sparksville as possible.β
So, of course, when she sees this job ad, thereβs no way sheβs not answering
itβout of pure curiosity if nothing else. I mean, come on. What in the world
kind of job is persona buffer?
WANTED: PERSONAL BUFFER
Often snarly, workaholic, demanding executive seeks short-term βbufferβ from
annoying outside distractions AKA people. Free spirits with personal boundary
issues, excessive quirks, or general squeamishness need not apply. Salary
negotiable. Confidentiality required.
The idea for
THE
NEGOTIATOR to start off with a weird job ad was one that really got the
whole plot ball rolling for this book. It was just so odd that it made me
giggleβand when that happens Iβ know Iβm up to something good. The next step
then was to find out some weird jobs that people actually had. Think of that
Dirty Jobs show, but these were all just bizarre not necessarily gross. Here are
some of them presented in no particular order:
HARBOR CITY ROMANCE, book 1
Wanted: Personal Buffer
Often snarly, workaholic executive seeks
βbufferβ from annoying outside distractions
AKA people. Free spirits with personal boundary issues, excessive quirks, or
general squeamishness need not apply. Salary negotiable. Confidentiality
required.
Workaholic billionaire Sawyer Carlyle may have joked he needed a buffer from
their marriage-obsessed mom, but he didnβt need a waiting room filled with
candidates to further distract him. (Thanks, bro.) But when a sexy job applicant
shooes his mom and the socialite in tow out of his office, Sawyer sees the
genius of the plan. And the woman. In fact, Miss Clover Lee might just get the
fastest promotion in history, from buffer to fake fiancΓ©...
This free-spirit might look like hot sunshine and lickable rainbows, but she
negotiates like a pitbull. Before Sawyer knows what hit him, heβs agreed to give
up Friday nights for reality tv, his Saturdays for flea markets (why buy junk
still baffles him), his Tuesdays and Thursdays for date nights (aka panty-losing
opportunities if he plays his cards right). And now she wants lavender bath
salts and tulips delivered every Monday?
Yup, sheβs just screwing with him. Good thing sheβs got this non-negotiatable
six-weeks-and-sheβs-gone rule or Sawyer may have just met this match.
Romance Contemporary
[Entangled Select, On Sale: April 24, 2017, e-Book,
ISBN: 9781545124628 / eISBN: 9781633759589]
Avery Flynn has three slightly-wild children, loves a hockey-addicted
husband and is desperately hoping someone invents the coffee IV drip.
She
fell in love with romance while reading Johanna Lindsey's Mallory books. It
wasn't long before Avery had read through all the romance offerings at her local
library. Needing a romance fix, she turned to Harlequin's four books a month
home delivery service to ease the withdrawal symptoms. That worked for a short
time, but it wasn't long before the local book stores' staffs knew her by
name.
Avery was a reader before she was a writer and hopes to always be
both. She loves to write about smartass alpha heroes who are as good with a quip
as they are with their *ahem* other God-given talents. Her heroines are feisty,
fierce and fantastic. Brainy and brave, these ladies know how to stand on their
own two feet and knock the bad guys off theirs.
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