Tuesday, 13 October 2015


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Diary of a Single Wedding Planner is out now!

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Wedding planner Tyler Warren left heartbreak behind when she ran away from her small Southern hometown and started a new life in a big city. Years later, she wants to believe in the fairy-tale endings her job promotes, but the clients she meets day after day seem to be more “Crazily Ever After” than “Happily Ever After.”

Meanwhile, her own attempts at romance play out as bizarre comedies rather than love stories, and she’s starting to think Prince Charming either fell off his horse or got eaten by a dragon. When unresolved issues from Tyler’s past complicate things even further, she discovers she may yet have some things to figure out before she can find her own happy ending.

This delightful first book in the Tales Behind the Veils series chronicles Tyler’s wacky misadventures, both personal and professional. Whether she’s getting insane requests from brides or outlandish requests on dates, you’re sure to be charmed and entertained by the Diary of a Single Wedding Planner.

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Violet Howe enjoys writing romance with humor. She lives in Florida with her husband, who is her knight in shining armor, and their two handsome sons. They share their home with three adorable but spoiled dogs. When she’s not writing, Violet is usually watching movies, reading, or planning her next travel adventure. You can follow Violet’s ramblings on her blog, The Goddess Howe.
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Violet Howe and Cheap Wine
I have a confession to make. I like cheap wine. Which is not to say I don’t like expensive wine, but I can’t tell the difference. Which I guess is probably the bigger confession.

I suppose I should care more about wine. It’s not like I didn’t have the opportunity to learn. I spent fifteen years in the event planning industry, which provided a multitude of situations involving wine. Over the years I got the opportunity to sample a wide variety of wines. All different regions, ages, and price points.

One of my closest friends was a sommelier, and she could sniff a wine glass and with the tiniest sip tell me whether it had hints of oak, peach, or berries. She could say with amazing accuracy where the wine originated and tell me things about it I didn’t even want to know. I learned all about tannins. Barrels. The elements in different areas of earth that produce unique characteristics in grapes. And here’s what I can tell you.

Red tastes bitter. White makes my mouth dry. Zinfandel is sweet. Moscato is yummy. That’s about the extent of my wine repertoire. I have honestly never sipped wine and tasted oak. Or peach. Or earth. Or France. It just tastes like wine to me.

You would think this could be an asset. After all, I could order the cheapest wine on the menu and be just as happy as I would have been with the most expensive.

But it’s awkward. Especially in today’s world of uber-conscious wine bars, tastings, and extensive wine lists at even the most mundane of restaurants. I should be more well-versed in the subject., but when I’m asked which wine I’d like, I’m still a total amateur. I don’t pick a wine based on what complements my meal, or which was a good year, or a particular vineyard. When the server asks for my order, I’m more likely to go for the one with the catchiest title or the coolest label. All kinds of classy over here.

It’s easier sometimes to just order a margarita and skip the whole issue, but then they always ask if I want top shelf and here we go again. The subtle differences in tequilas? Forget it.

So if you and I ever venture out for a girls’ night to talk books, or movies, or whatever we fancy chatting of, you might not want to rely on me to pick the wine. Unless, of course, you like cheap wine, too.

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