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Goddess of Forgetfulness
by Mimi Jean Pamfiloff
“FORGET ME! PLEASE!”
The Goddess of Forgetfulness has spent seventy thousand years wishing for a man to remember her for more than five seconds. But when her wish is finally granted, she’s appalled. Távas is cocky, handsome, and seven feet of rude muscled man. He can’t possibly be her mate! But all signs are pointing to yes. Okay, at least a strong maybe.
Is this some sort of cosmic dating error? She darn well hopes so.
Determined to discover the truth, she agrees to one date. Just one! But the night is about to reveal that his real identity is crazier and more alluring than she ever imagined.
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What initially inspired you to write Goddess of Forgetfulness?
Really, it was just her time. She’s one of the fourteen gods in my IMMORTAL MATCHMAKERS, INC., SERIES and, of course, she’s always forgotten about. Seemed only fair that she finally get her chance at love!
Tell us a little about the characters in Goddess of Forgetfulness.
In a nutshell, I can’t tell you about the hero because he is a HUGE surprise. But I can give you a small hint: He appears briefly in book #2, TOMMASO.
As for our heroine, the lovely goddess, it’s safe to say that she is a dating train wreck. No one remembers her, which makes it very difficult to get a date. But she’s hopeful he’s out there!
What was the hardest part of writing this book?
Working over the holidays was not easy. We hosted Christmas this year, so imagine me cooking three times a day for eleven people for a week. I pulled off Christmas, but this book was not easy to get through.
Could that be why it’s so silly?
What was your favorite chapter (or part) to write and why?
My favorite actually contains a spoiler, so I’ll go with the moment FORGETTY is begging her sister, Cimil, to help her find a mate. Of course, nothing FORGETTY says or does is remembered, which makes it really hard:
“Dammit, Cimil! Focus. It’s me, Getty!”
“Hmmm…sounds vaguely familiar.”
“Just stop. Okay? I’m really trying here. I need to find my mate. Can you help me or not?”
“So that’s it. You’re just letting the ship sink, and you won’t even lift a finger to help your own sister or the humans in our care.”
“Oh, it’s Forgetty! Why didn’t you just say so? And nope. It is as I’ve told you. There is no mate for you. You are destined for eternal misery and spinsterhood. Seriously, don’t even hope.” Honestly, though, who the hell knew? Without powers, Cimil’s ability to clearly hear all of the things the dead were saying was impossible, and she only knew of one man in the entire universe who was totally ape shit for Forgetty.
But that guy is eviiiil. His soul was so dark that shadows feared him. This dude was so scary that the boogie man dressed up like him for Halloween. He’s so bloodthirsty that even vampires feel like complete pussies in his presence. All right, except for my pharaoh, Roberto, who only feels like a pussy on Saturdays when I dress him like a Sasquatch, which really looks like a big hairy vajay-jay. Hey, why the hell am I talking about this? Is anyone listening? Anyone? Testing, testing.
No one replied.
“Sorry, Forgetty. Looks like you’re on your own,” Cimil said.
What are your future project(s)?
I’m working on a secret project and SKINNY PANTS (book #3, The Happy Pants Café)
Is there anything else you would like to tell the readers about this book/series?
Thank you for having me! And I hope if you’re looking for a laugh, you’ll give FORGETTY a read!
MIMI JEAN PAMFILOFF is a USA Today and New York Times bestselling romance author with over a million books sold worldwide. Although she obtained her MBA and worked for more than fifteen years in the corporate world, she believes that it’s never too late to come out of the romance closet and follow your dream. Mimi lives with her Latin Lover hubby, two pirates-in-training (their boys), and the rat terrier duo, Snowflake and Mini Me, in Arizona. She hopes to make you laugh when you need it most and continues to pray daily that leather pants will make a big comeback for men.