Susan Sey and the Money, Honey Blog Tour

WHEN A LAWMAKER…

FBI Agent Elizabeth Brynn has dedicated her life to her job, having earned her position through hard work and a firm belief in law and order. She played strictly by the book until she recruited a notorious jewel thief as an informant-a professional criminal who used his wicked ways to tempt her into something more personal…

BETS ON A HEARTBREAKER…

Patrick O’Connor assisted the Feds for three years before going legit. Now a successful crime novelist, he wheels and deals his way around Hollywood, getting anything and everything he desires-except a certain federal agent who remained immune to his charms…

THERE’S MORE AT STAKE THAN JUST THE MONEY, HONEY.

Cop and robber are unexpectedly reunited when Patrick agrees to go undercover to help bust a counterfeiter-but his true motive is to get Liz under the covers, and she’s not sure she can keep her hands to herself this time….

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Welcome to the Money, Honey Blog tour, in which author Susan Sey celebrates the July 6 release of her debut novel by counting down the Top Ten Most Common Reactions an ill-groomed stay at home mom receives when confessing her secret career as a romance novelist.

Hello, Novel Thoughts!  And thanks, Fatin, for inviting me here today!  I’m thrilled to be here, as I’ve been dying to dig into Response #4 from my Top Ten list:  “Romance, huh?  Well, whatever it takes to make a living, right?”

(If you have any interest in the other nine responses, feel free to check out the tour page for the details of the blog tour in its entirety.)

Now this one burns me, it really does.  And why?  Because the underlying assumption is that smart, skilled people don’t read romance.  And the only reason they’d stoop to writing it is if the money were really, really good.

Okay, I won’t deny that it’s gratifying when people assume I’m one of the ‘smart people.’  My parents paid a lot of money for this vocabulary.   I think the University of Michigan still sends them thank you notes.  And while my father loves to give me crap for using a twenty-five cent word when a penny word will do, I know he’s secretly proud of me when I do.   You give somebody, say, a cashmere sweater, it’s nice to see them wearing it, you know?

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