Author Bio:
Judith Tewes resides in Northern Alberta where she: writes, sings, plays bass guitar, walks her three crazy labs, and suspects she’s living the life of a superhero’s alias.
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What’s the most romantic place you’ve ever visited or would like to visit?
The Charles Bridge in Prague. So mysterious and haunting at night. Hearts are meant to be broken on that bridge.
Tell us your favorite love quote.
This is my favourite poem, it’s short, but I find it very romantic and sexy:
This is Just to Say
by William Carlos Williams
I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox
and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast
Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold
About My Soon-To-Be Sex Life
Charlie is down to her absolute. Total. Last. Resort.
Despite a thoroughly comprehensive list of potential cherry poppers, er…suitors, and careful plotting, Charlie is three weeks into her devirginization campaign, still untouched, and getting desperate. In the movie of her life, this aspiring screenwriter is giving herself a PG, for please, get some.
Her project goes into freeze frame when her mom checks herself into rehab and packs Charlie off to live with her estranged, or just plain strange, grandfather, Monty. How is she supposed to get a date when she has to go pick up his Depends?
Enter Eric, a hot rehab grad on the road to redemption, and the only one who can make Charlie rethink her strategy. The more she gets to know him, the more convinced she becomes that is the one, and not just another to add to the list of people who will abandon her.
In this hilarious and heartbreaking story of one girl’s detoured road to womanhood, Charlie’s list develops a life of its own – right when she realizes there’s so much more to lose.
