One More Shot
Girlfriends, Goddesses, & Barflies
After a messy divorce, Dannie O’Brien has come home to Whisper Lake, Oregon. She’s off men for life—vowing to the goddesses, she’ll never be a huckleberry, again.
Dino Coletti, Manhattan’s hottest bachelor doc, moves to small-town—smaller lake, Oregon. Why he felt the need to leave NYC, and his manwhoring ways behind him—he had no clue. Then he saw her, and he knew she was the one he didn’t know he was even looking for.
Life on Whisper Lake will never be the same, when a smart-mouthed, independent, wounded woman, meets a man who’s convinced they’re destined, and she’s convinced he’s a snake in the firs.
One More Shot is a romantic comedy, chock-full of clever banter, crazy-fun characters, and yes, that stuff that makes your toes curl.
Chapter one excerpt…
“Okay, so let me get this straight. You waltz in here on our anniversary, no less, and tell me you’ve been relieving your stress for years by bonking dozens of women in supply closets. And then a year ago from this very night, you began having sex with our seventeen-year-old babysitter because she’s hot, you’re hot, and kids grow up fast these days. And now the hot, barely eighteen-year-old is pregnant with your prince, and her parents are cool with it and they won’t press charges as long as you treat her like a princess, build her a castle, and pay for her royal education. But you didn’t tell them that none of this”—I raise my hands—“is yours. That you’ve insisted we keep our finances separate, no doubt because you have a fuck pad or three because you can’t bonk your seventeen-year-old babysitter in a supply closet at the hospital; this might be frowned upon. And now, after years of sacrifice and hard work, your wife, the one you’ve pledged to love and be faithful to, has written an app program that could be worth millions; and suddenly it hits you. All will be well. I’ll divorce the crazy bitch and get half of everything she’s worked hard for, because she’s got issues, and I so deserve it.”
Many years ago, I attended several Saturday writer's seminars at my local library. I can't recall many of the seminar titles or themes, but the jest was local published authors helping want-to-be local un-published writers. On the first Saturday, the author stood and...