Seriously, how could I have any other guest on this day which celebrates love and lovers? She really needs no introduction. However, she did ask me to mention she appeared in her first novella recently, titled Lord Rakehell's Love, and is about to star (her words, not mine) in an upcoming novel, Lord Wastrel.
Without further ado, please welcome the lovely and talented Aphrodite, Greek goddess of love, to Friday Friends!
Aphrodite: I think you should capitalize my title.
Donna: *rolls eyes* Like this? PITA.
Aphrodite: That is not as humorous as you believe.
Donna: Believe me, it is wicked funny. And I could use some humor after all the turmoil you've caused these characters. Which *I* have to fix, mind you.
Aphrodite: *arches brow* Really? YOU fix their love problems?
Donna: Well, in a manner of speaking. Okay, okay, I am merely the scribe. You, the Goddess of Love, are the one directing things.
Aphrodite: There, that wasn't so difficult, was it? *smiles serenely*
Donna: *glares* No, not at all. And don't bend my fingers back like that again. I can't scribe very well when I have twisted digits.
Aphrodite: *strolls to a chaise longue and reclines* Tell me more about my stories.
Donna: We have a chaise longue in here? How did--Never mind. Your stories. . . Well, in Lord Rakehell's Love, you were bored, and needed a diversion, so you decided to leave Mt. Olympus and go to Regency London, so you could play matchmaker. But you made things worse for the poor couple.
Aphrodite: *bristles* It's called "conflict", and "drama". And you call yourself a writer?
Donna: *mutters* And you call yourself a goddess of love?
Aphrodite: Careful. As a deity, I have incredible powers at my disposal.
Donna: I'm not exactly shaking in my flip flops here. My superpower involves the delete key.
Aphrodite: *waves hand airily* My fans want to know when this next book, Lord Wastrel, will be available.
Donna: The oracle said they hoped to have an answer any day now. Oh, and when you do that hand wave-y thing, you remind me of my muse, Endora. You two aren't related, are you? *bangs head on desk*
Aphrodite: I have no idea what you are talking about. Although I'm getting bored again--
Donna: Okay, no need for that. You cause enough mayhem as it is.
Aphrodite: *sits up and stares* Mayhem?
Donna: *wipes brow nervously* I meant magic, of course. You create magic everywhere you go. And speaking of going, isn't it about time? That you go? It's got to be a busy day for you.
Aphrodite: I gave Cupid a list, along with some new arrows. He's all a-quiver.
Donna: Hah! That's a good one. I'll admit, your visit has left me inspired, so while you're lounging, or longue-ing, or whatever it is you're doing there, I've got to get back to Lord Wastrel. Here's his cover, in case you haven't seen it.
Aphrodite: *fans face* Oh my. That will certainly chase the boredom away. *looks around* Don't tell Ares I said anything. He won't let me stay if he thinks I'm bonding with the couples I'm helping.
Donna: Of course I won't say anything! As long as you don't lick--Hey!
Aphrodite: I thought there was chocolate on his face. *licks again* Sorry, I had to be sure.
Donna: *covers up Chapter 19* No way I can let her get near this one. . .
Happy Valentine's Day everyone! Wishing you lots of coffee, chocolate, mayhem, and magic!