Admit it ladies (and gents), they fascinate us. Those big brains are just so very sexy. And yet those poor geeks, keep getting shafted in stories. Not all men of intellect are short, pasty, bald professor types. They can be tall, handsome, and yes, even fit and toned. Where they fall into their nerdy category, is with their intellect and burning desire to know. In the pursuit of knowledge, they ignore everything–haircuts, trendy clothing, and sometimes even social niceties. When they do emerge from their fascinating studies, they blush and possibly stammer, crack jokes using words we might not grasp. But do you know what? Personally, I think that makes them all the cuter.
In my case, I was the proverbial nerd. A total geek girl with straight A’s and all kinds of academic honors. I did math competitions for fun–and, (gasp) even enjoyed it. I wore glasses and read at a speed that just about burned pages. And yet, even though I had a vocabulary of an older girl, the social aptitude of a mute nun, and cheeks that blushed red at a male smile, I always had guys chasing me, many of them jocks and bad boys. Apparently, my intellect was a turn on. I know my adorable alpha hubby of 11 years loves my book smarts. But as he likes to add, I am a babe in the woods when it comes to street smarts.
Thus, it was with great fun, and some personal experience, I wrote The Geek Job, geeky scientist meets hot babe–with a paranormal twist of course. If you want to read an excerpt or more click on the cover. And for those who might have noticed already–I self published this piece. But don’t worry, my editor for my Princess Of Hell series and other works, Victoria Miller, went through my work with a fine tooth comb, and she designed that smoking hot cover. So you can expect the same quality as you’ve become used to, but, at a lesser price.
Happy reading !!!