I come from a big, boisterous family so I have many happy holiday memories. Of course, there were a few stinkers along the way, since boisterous families can also get into arguments over politics, family dynamics, or how good/bad the local sports teams are performing. Then there are the meals that went tragically wrong, like the time my mother made a goose for Christmas. It started out looking plump enough for a family of ten, but then shrunk down to a tragic mini-bird while roasting.
But one of my fondest holiday memories doesn’t involve family or Christmas. It happened one New Year’s Eve when I went to New York City to visit friends from my undergraduate days. I stayed with my old roommate in his tiny and fairly shabby apartment in a not great part of town. In a moment of weakness, my roomie decided to throw a New Year’s Eve party, even though he’s not normally someone into the party scene.
As for me, New Year’s was usually at the bottom of my holiday list—I rarely had a date for the big night or a good party to attend. Frankly, it was one holiday I was often happy to forget.
My roomie passed the word among his friends and co-workers, fully expecting that very few people would show. After all, it was the biggest party night of the year. Why trek to a crappy part of town and squeeze into a tiny apartment with morose people with nothing better to do? Still, we stocked up on snacks and alcohol, figuring we’d have leftovers to send home with the few, loyal friends who showed.
But here’s something else you need to know. My old roommate worked in professional theater, as did most of our friends. Which meant that anyone who did show up would be pretty interesting. And that was certainly the case with the early guests. After a drink or two and a few off-hand comments, we began joking about which actor/actress or famous movie character each of us resembled (I was tagged as Rene Russo).
Well, before you could say Auld Lang Syne, our little joke developed into a game, growing with each guest who arrived. And the guests did arrive, in substantial numbers. Each time someone walked through the door, we made a group decision about which actor or character that guest most resembled—with, of course, the expectation that the new arrival would adopt that persona for the rest of the night.
Crazy, right? Yep, and people LOVED it. The next thing you knew we had a party with Meryl Streep, Al Pacino, Indiana Jones, and other iconic actors and characters. It was amazing, hilarious, and so much fun. People threw themselves into their roles and the party went on until the wee hours of the morning. In fact, no one wanted to break character or leave—it was celebrity extravaganza.
But all good things must come to an end and we finally rolled the last guest out the door very close to dawn. My old roomie and I were exhausted, but it was worth the hangover and the cleanup. I don’t think I’ve ever been to a more entertaining party, and it was a truly wonderful way to ring in the New Year.
Are there any holidays you don’t like to celebrate?
Length: 400 pages
Publisher: Zebra (January 6, 2015)
Whether as spies or lovers, the Renegade Royals—illegitimate sons of England’s Royal Princes—are bold, skillful, and a force to be reckoned with…
A war hero returned from Waterloo should be able to indulge in a bit of bad behavior. Instead, Captain William Endicott is summoned by his father, the Duke of York, to investigate an assassination plot. The unlikely suspect: William’s former sweetheart. Will can’t believe that innocent Evie Whitney could be mixed up in anything so nefarious. Then again, almost everything about Evie has changed—except for his body’s instinctive response to hers…
Just as Evie’s life is finally coming together, Will saunters back into it. Should she slap him—or seduce him? Even as she tries to decide, scandal pushes her toward marriage with a man she can neither trust nor resist—and into the heart of a deadly conspiracy…
Preorder A Copy: Amazon | B&N | iBooks | Kobo | BAM | Book Depository
Other Books in Series:
Sex and The Single Earl, won the prestigious Maggie Medallion for Best Historical Romance. Her third book, My Favorite Countess, was nominated for an RT Reviewers’ Choice Award for Best Regency Historical Romance.
Her current series, The Renegade Royals, is a national bestseller.
Vanessa spends most of the year in Ottawa, Ontario with her husband, but she’s lucky enough to spend some of the winter near lovely Amelia Island, Florida. When she’s not dreaming of plots for her next Regency novel, she’s writing USA Today Bestselling contemporary romances with her husband, under the pen name of V.K. Sykes.
Connect with Vanessa: Website | Facebook | Twitter | Goodreads | Newsletter
***GIVEAWAY***Vanessa is giving away a signed ARC of HOW TO PLAN A WEDDING FOR A ROYAL SPY & a copy of HIS MISTLETOE BRIDE (U.S. & Canada)
HOW TO ENTER:
- Are there any holidays you don’t like to celebrate?
- Fill out the rafflecopter form below. You must leave a comment. All other entries are optional.
- Please make sure you understand our giveaway policy before entering.
- Giveaway ends December 22nd.
a Rafflecopter giveaway