Sam’s Sunday Snippets – NEW RELEASE – The Biggest Poser


May the biggest liar win. Or die trying!

Personal trainer for the ever popular, Lose it! reality show, Jillie Maxwell is up for the most important award of her career. And she’s competing against the biggest b-eye-itch she’s ever met. Fortunately for her, she has the sexiest man alive in her corner. Problem is, each and every one of them has a dirty little secret that could tank a career.

For the contestants, the race is on to lose the most weight and win everything. For the staff of the popular weight loss show, the clock is ticking to the culmination of their lies and the possibility of losing it all.

Will the Biggest Poser win? Or will the lies just grow and grow until they sink the whole show? Only one thing is certain. Whatever happens, it’s gonna be an entertaining ride!


“You know something, don’t you?”

Brandt glanced toward the lake. “I do. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you…but it wasn’t really my place to share it. I kind of figured Anne would have told you anyway, since she told me.”

Jillie sat forward, eagerly searching his face. “You’re scaring me, Brandt.”

He shook his head and reached for her hands, lifting them to his lips. After treating each hand to a gentle kiss, he played with the long creamy brown fingers as he considered how he could tell her what he’d learned without scaring the crap out of her.


“Okay, it appears that Jillie has a secret,”

“You mean Deva!”

His gaze jerked up at the censure in her voice and he realized his mistake. “I’m sorry. Yes, I meant Deva.” He chuckled. “I apparently have Jillie on the brain.”

She looked slightly mollified, but a worry line remained between her eyes as she nodded. “Go on.”

“She might not have really trained all those Hollywood stars. In fact, it appears she might have done her training in prison.”

Jillie’s mouth dropped open in shock and horror. “Oh my God! What did she do?”

“I don’t have all the details, but she might have beaten some guy pretty badly.”

Jillie’s eyes widened in shock. “Good lord! She has to be disqualified!”

He shook his head. “Think about it, Jillie. We’ve already taped three quarters of the season and spent millions of dollars of the sponsors’ money. We can’t just throw it all away and start over. Not to mention the contestants. They can’t exactly rewind and become grossly overweight and unhealthy again.”

Her eyes widened even more as she realized the truth in what he said. “What are we gonna do? We can’t just let her win the award.”

Brandt continued to stroke her fingers, shaking his head. “I don’t know. I was hoping it would take care of itself. That Deva would lose and it would be a moot point.”

“But she’s cheating to win.”

“And somebody’s gonna get hurt. I’ve really been struggling with this. I think there’s only one thing we can do.”

She wrapped her fingers around his hands. “What?”

He looked into her eyes. “I’m going to have to tell her that we know. And that I’m going to be keeping a very close eye on her from here on out.”

Jillie stared at him. Finally she bit her bottom lip, her gaze sliding away. “That could be dangerous, Brandt. If she perceives that you’re a danger to her, she could step up the violence, even try to take you out.”

Silence throbbed between them as Brandt worked up the courage to tell her what he had to tell her. It would destroy everything they’d built together. Not to mention lose him a job and probably his dreams for the future. But he saw no way around it. If he didn’t speak up, Jillie might not survive the season.

Finally, he pulled her hands to his lips and gave them another kiss, closing his eyes and savoring the warm, sweet citrus scent of her skin. “I’m afraid there’s something else I need to tell you.”

“There you two are!” Their heads jerked around at the sound of the slightly strident tone. Nancy was hurrying toward them, her face looking harried. “We have trouble. Doctor H asked me to come get you. Arnold just had his confidential weigh-in and apparently he’s gained two pounds.”

Jillie stood, rolling her eyes at Brandt. “Crap! I really thought he was going to win this thing.” Jillie shrugged, looking glum.

“No. You don’t understand. He gained two pounds in one day. And there’s more.” She glanced at Brandt, something dark and suspicious in her gaze. “Anne found something in the kitchen.”

Brandt stood. “What? What did she find in my kitchen?”

“I think you need to come see.”



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Thursday Tidbits – Reviewer Classifications…no Really!

Reviews are wonderful creatures. Sometimes informative, often entertaining, and an invaluable tool for those of us who are adrift in a vast sea of possible reading choices. I deeply appreciate anybody who takes the time to review my work. But having said that, I can’t help observing some consistent themes within reviews. So I did some digging and discovered that there are classifications of reviewers.  Oh yes, there are. #:0) See if you know someone who falls into any of the following reviewer classifications:

The poor investigator – This reviewer buys a book outside her interest area and then gives the book 1 star for being what it is. Sample review: “I don’t usually read paranormal but I bought this because it sounded interesting. I DNF because it had weird, magical creatures in it. 1 star!”

The Confused Reviewer: This reviewer gives the book 2 or 3 stars, generally understood to mean that a book isn’t good or is just meh, and then gives a glowing review. Huh?

The Lengthinator: This reviewer often starts (and sometimes ends) her review with the words, This book was too short.  Damn! I hate it when the bookstore hacks portions of my books off after I buy them! #:0)

The Retribution reviewer: Sample review: “I HATED this book because the author’s a jerk.” #:0) 1 star for you!

The Trigger Finger reviewer: “The author mentioned spaghetti with red sauce on page 109. I hate spaghetti with red sauce.  1 star!” And lest you think I’m reaching with this one, I know an author this happened to. LOL

The Porn Star-er: The entire worth of any book this reviewer reads is judged by how much HOT sex it holds within its pages. It doesn’t matter if the book isn’t erotica and has a great plot and wonderful characters, this reviewer thinks it isn’t worth a fig unless somebody’s doing the humpty dumpty with somebody else every 3 pages or so.

The Savvy reviewer: This reviewer knows what she likes and buys only that. Or if she branches out, she takes that into consideration when she reviews the book. She checks the length of the book and the corresponding price before buying it. She judges the book on its merits. Authors LOVE this reviewer!

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Thursday Tidbit – Hospital Chic

It sucks having to go into the hospital. But when life throws you lemons…  So here are some important hospital observations you might want to bear in mind the next time you’re incarcerated  admitted:

IV fluids are the devil’s work. Yeah, you heard me. A few days hooked up to the devil bags and I looked like a puffer fish with bad hair and extremities. I believe that nature meant for us to be dehydrated. Think of it as the middle aged woman’s Heroin chic. I mean water weight is the bane of a slightly over-rounded woman’s existence. Hooking one of the desperately over-fleshed onto continual bags of water and feeding it right into our veins is pure psychological torture.

Nurses inserting IV lines are the devil’s handmaidens. They can put those suckers in one of many spots on your body. I now have holes in most of those spots.  Granted, when broached with the evil device my veins packed up and ran for interior (safer) regions…but still. One should only get a few chances to put a hole in an already suffering victim  patient before being thrown out of the game.

And another thing. The topic of conversation in a hospital needs a serious uplift. I’m thinking deep discussions regarding weather patterns would be preferable to detailed treatises on one’s clandestine visits to the loo, bearing a badly rolling IV pole (I unplugged mine and made several illegal excursions. What? I had one nurse ask me crankily, “How much water are you drinking?” It was ‘do it myself ‘ time from that point on!). I mean, there’s a reason we have doors on bathrooms. The stuff that happens in there is private. Get up on out of my grill, honey! I’m already cranky because you made me look like a puffer fish.

And finally, if you’re ever told you’re going on a liquid diet, RUN. Run fast, run hard, run far. I’m not kidding. I don’t care if you’re in there because a pool filter just sucked your colon out of your rectum. A hospital style liquid diet just makes the journey more excruciating. Trust me. I know!

Note: For those of you who might not quite get my humor, let me assure you that I got excellent care and appreciated everything my wonderful caregivers did to help.  I’m just having a bit of fun at the hospital’s expense. Sux to be them! #:0)

Happy health everybody!



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