What's In My Purse?

WINNER!!!!!!!!!!!! WINNERS!!!

Okay...hubby went to get the winner and he said I needed to give away two prizes. So he pulled two: First Place Winner-- is Jane. You win the pocket pooper, a $10 gift card to B&N, the pen, pad, and lip palm.

Second Place Winner is krisgils33 and you win a copy of any one of my books, a pocket pooper, lip balm and pen.

Please send me your snail mail address at christie (at) christie-craig (dot) com.

Contests! Contests!

Today, I’m holding one contest here at KF, and a couple more at two other places:

1. Write By Bethany – She’s interviewing me. One commenter will receive an autographed copy of Shut Up and Kiss Me
2. Romance Novel Sluts - I’m blogging about two books I loved, but my Kitties didn’t. One commenter will receive a $10 B&N gift card.

This is how the contest here at Killer Fiction works. It’s simple. Below is the beginning of a special feature I wrote for Dorchester’s website. It’s about my secret . . . uhh . . . fantasy. I’m only sharing the beginning with you and there’s a reason. During this secret fantasy, I pull something out of my slinky black purse. All you have to do to get your name in the hat to win some great prizes is to guess what it is that I pull out of my little back purse. You don’t have to be right to get your name in the hat, I’m just interested to know what you THINK I would fantasize about having in my little black purse. Come on, you guys have read my books, you should know how my mind works by now, right?

Yeah, this one is gonna be fun! And the winner . . . and this is where it gets even better . . . the winner will receive something you could all use in your own little black purse. Are you ready for this? It’s a genuine Oops a-Daisy Super Pocket Pooper. (Yes, you read that right. The picture is below.)

But that’s not all you could win, the winner will also receive a $10 gift card to Barnes and Noble, some Shut Up & Kiss Me lip balm, and a Christie Craig pen and notepad. These are all objects that will fit in your little black purse. Okay…now that you know the rules and prizes, are you ready to play? Here’s the beginning of my feature. If you’re curious, after you post, you can go read my feature at Dorchester’s website and learn what it really was that I fantasized about being in my little black purse.

It’s Not All Fiction!

I have a secret fantasy—a deep, dark flight of my imagination that plays out over and over in my head late at night. I know, I know, this might not be the politically-correct place to share such fantasies, but I beg you to humor me for just a bit. Because I promise . . . I’ll humor you in return.

Now back to my fantasy. . . It goes something like this. I walk into a crowded room. It’s hot. Texas hot. A drip of sweat trickles down my neck and slips between my breasts. I’m thinner and taller than I am in person—hey, it’s my fantasy, I can be anything I desire—I’m wearing some slinky backless black dress, high heeled shoes that would kill me if this were real life, and I have a matching tiny black bag hanging off my shoulder. A man sees me across the room and saunters toward me. He’s tall, dark . . . are you visualizing him yet. . .

Okay…so a couple of paragraphs later, I pull something out of that little black purse. What do you think it is? Come on, let’s have some fun. Show me by your answers exactly how crazy you think I am. LOL. Seriously, don’t you want a super pocket pooper? And if not for yourself, isn’t there someone in your life who you just know would love one? Oh, and just for grins, imagine me buying them and explaining to the cashier why I wanted to buy several of them.

Oh, and don’t forget to enter my contest at my website, where you can win a bucket of summer beach fun. Contest.

To read more of my special feature at Dorchester, pop on over.