I kill houseplants. There. Now you know one of my greatest shames. I'm not boasting. I just figure that if you're reading this, you're looking for more than how wonderful life is as a writer. You get enough of that elsewhere. Ditto for political rants, how to lose thirty pounds in a week, and creating gorgeous crafts with nothing more than twine and soup cans. My goal is to connect with you, dear reader, even if you're not a writer, not a New Yorker, not a mother, not a female. We're human (unless one of us is a spambot), and what we have in common is flaws. So here are a few more of mine:
I sing all the time (except at work where my boss had to sit me down and give me a talking to about how I distracted my coworkers.) I sing songs most people don't know--jingles from television, crazy stuff I used to listen to on Dr. Demento, Broadway and movie soundtracks, and I can even bum-bum-bum through instrumental music. I sing in the car. In the shower. While I'm grocery shopping. And I headbop while I sing. When I'm not singing, I talk to myself. Just ignore me and move on. You get used to it after a while.
I don't eat my vegetables. Seriously. I only started eating salad about ten years ago, but I'd still rather have a cookie.
Given the option, I would live in a mall where I would never have to worry about freezing temperatures or too much sun. I'm extremely fair-skinned and could burn under a 60-watt light bulb.
I can't sleep without background noise so the television's on all night. If it's too dark and too quiet, all I have are my thoughts. And even *I* don't want to be alone with my thoughts.
Don't ask me to Zumba, line dance, or march in the parade. I have absolutely no rhythm.
I color outside the lines. Not because I'm a rebel, but because I suck as an artist. My artistic ability is limited to being able to draw Snoopy sleeping on his doghouse. And I don't even draw that well.
Regrets. I have more than a few.
My favorite activity is sleep, and I'm pretty good at it. I don't clock a lot of hours, but I can powernap like a Persian cat and rejuvenate within ten minutes.
I consider shopping and dining out excellent therapy for anything wrong in my life.
My feet are always cold. Always. My husband of more than a quarter century claims it's because I'm an alien sent to Earth to destroy him. (He might be right about that.)
Coming to my house for a visit? Unless you've given me plenty of advance notice, be prepared. My floor will not be vacuumed, there will be dishes in my sink, and I only make my bed when I change the sheets once a week (I'm climbing back into it ASAP. Why make it?) Housecleaning is not high on my priority list. Okay, to be totally honest, it's not on the list at all.
I can resist anything...except ice cream.
Since this is our first date, I figure I've revealed enough secrets for now. But if you've read this bio and think I might be the author for you, pick up one of my books or stalk my website: www.ginaardito.com and my personal blog: http://ginaardito.blogspot.com.
Where to find Gina Ardito online
Where to buy in print
In Your Dreams
Book II of the Afterlife Series
Separated by the realms of life and death, Sean Martino is charged with preventing Hollywood used-to-be Isabelle Fichetti from committing suicide. Isabelle has nothing to live for and every good reason to want to die on her own terms. Until Sean provides her with a gift that will force her to fight for her life--and for love.
Reunion in October
Book II of the Calendar Girls Series
Welcome back to Snug Harbor. Francesca lost her first love. Emily’s teetering on her last nerve. Will they risk their hearts to gain everything they both desire?
Two women, each facing a crossroads, will need to seize control of their lives if they hope to discover the happiness that was always meant to be theirs.
Charming for Mother's Day (A Calendar Girls Novella)
Welcome to Snug Harbor...
This eastern Long Island village with beautiful seaside vistas and charm is the perfect place to fall in love. Lucinda Soto learned that lesson years ago. But now, her daughter will make sure Mom gets the Happily Ever After she's always deserved!
Duet in September
Book I of the Calendar Girls Series
In the Long Island resort town of Snug Harbor, Nia and Paige Wainwright, looking to shake up their humdrum lives, challenge each other to change one habit a day for thirty days. This September, they'll discover new adventures, new self-awareness, and enough love to last two lifetimes.
Adara Berros is the reincarnation of Greek mythology's Adonis. And after lifetimes of waiting, Aphrodite, the goddess of love, is finally free to pursue her former lover's heart.
Police detective Shane Griffin is determined to keep Adara safe from those in hot pursuit: mortals and immortals alike.
With help and interference from the gods of Mt. Olympus, Adara will discover a love for the ages.
Duping Cupid (A Valentine's Day Short Story)
“Because sometimes, even Cupid needs a little help...”
Vivi Maxwell runs Cupid To Go, a unique dating service in New York. When wealthy client and former model, Ava Featherstone, seeks an escort for the winter season in Manhattan society, she sets her sights on Vivi's best friend, Sebastian “Bass” Lawrence.
Vivi and Bass have both been burned in their love lives and have never considered their
Book I of the Afterlife Series
Jodie and Luc screwed up their lives and now work as bounty hunters in the Afterlife, retrieving ghosts who've overstayed their welcome on Earth. If they weren't already dead, working together would probably kill them.
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