Thursday, May 25, 2006


Hi everyone! It's Julie from THE FINE ART OF KISSING. I'm so excited! We just found out today that THE FINE ART OF KISSING got reviewed at Romance Junkies and guess what we got...

The review will be posted soon on

Sunday, May 14, 2006

We're going to Romantic Times! Hi everyone, it's Julie Wilson, the 'Love Doctor.' I'm the heroine from Catherine Chernow's latest book, THE FINE ART OF KISSING (available from I'm so excited...Catherine has decided to take us to the Romantic Times Book Lovers Convention in Daytona, Florida. Oh, I have so much to pack - my sunscreen, bathing suits, sunglasses, flip flops. We're going to have so much fun. We'll be away May 16th through May 22nd. There's going to be parties and mixers and workshops and lots of good things so check out this link for more information If you're going to be in Daytona, Florida, please come and visit Catherine at Club RT. In the meantime, please check out our latest posts and excerpts. Don't forget to leave a comment or two, 'cause Brad and I love to hear from all of our readers. Happy Mother's Day to all you moms out there and we'll see you all when we get back. Love, Julie

Friday, May 12, 2006

Brad O'Malley Revealed! Check it out, ladies...Hi it's Julie Wilson from THE FINE ART OF KISSING. LOL...I'm sure by now you've all read Brad's kissing tips. Don't believe a word he says, because I can certainly tell you that he knows how to kiss. All that nonsense about using your tongue, well, you'll all just have to read THE FINE ART OF KISSING (available from and take my kissing advice, not Brad's. In the meantime, I've got a real treat for all of's time to reveal what Brad looks like and I guarantee you'll all be panting, drooling and on fire when you see him. Ready? Click on and check out the 'Handsome Hunks' section on the right side of my home page. My heart's pounding just thinking about it! Happy reading everyone...and may all your kisses be blissfully unhurried.

Monday, May 08, 2006

You know, Julie Wilson, 'the Love Doctor,' thinks she knows everything about kissing. She writes an entire book about it, THE FINE ART OF KISSING, and just like that...she becomes America's darling. A self-made relationship guru. A relationship expert. She's even got her own blog going at Julie's loaded with advice. And everyone's raving about it. They claim her book, THE FINE ART OF KISSING, has turned their lives around.

That's such bull. You know why? I'll tell you why: She says she's kissed a hundred men as research for her book, yet she won't admit to ME that my kiss is the one that set her on fire. Made her crave more. Oh, I know it affected her, even if she won't admit it. I could feel the way her body molded to mine, I felt her tremble.

So, I've got some kissing tips. Yeah, me, Brad O'Malley. The 'King of Truth,' America's most popular talk-show host. Here's the real skinny on kissing, just seven simple rules to follow...

Rule 1 - No Sloppies. Don't lick her. Yeah, that's right. Keep that tongue under control!
Rule 2 - Kiss her in between tonguing her. It's not just about your tongue, it's about your lips, too! You have to let her experience the entire package.
Rule 3 - Don't shove your tongue down her throat. That's a sure-fire way to turn her right off.
Rule 4 - Don't keep your tongue too far back in your mouth. Too little tongue is just as bad as not enough.
Rule 5 - Don't incorporate your teeth. No biting!
Rule 6 - Eyes closed. There's nothing worse than kissing your partner while your partner is staring you down.
Rule 7 - No funky orgy sounds. Just keep it down to low moans, okay?

So there you have it. Seven simple kissing rules, guaranteed to set her aflame in an instant.

Let me know how they work for you.

Brad O'Malley
Available now from

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

Julie's not the only one who's all mixed up inside! I am, too. Kissing her sets me on fire, but I'm not going to let her take my show away from me and I'm not going to go along with her latest crazy scheme. Do you know what she plans on doing now? Thanks to my producer, Sam, I've got to participate in this idiotic 'Kissing Challenge' segment the network is so hot to trot for. And Julie thinks that she's going to compare MY kiss to that idiot celebrity, Roberto Conciador. You can find out more about that by getting your copy of THE FINE ART OF KISSING from In the meantime, my creator, Catherine Chernow, has something to share with you. Did you know she's also a columnist for SUITE MAGAZINE SUITE MAGAZINE is an e-zine (on-line magazine). Suite is 'the provacative alternative for the intelligent woman,' and you can read Catherine Chernow's article, 'Speaking of...Seduction,' in the SENSATIONS column. There's a lot to be said for the art of seduction. Of course, I don't need much help in that department, after all, Julie's really not going to kiss that idiot Roberto Conciador, not after the way I've kissed her. I've got this 'seduction' thing all wrapped up. Wait a minute...I see Julie now! She's going into that meeting we're supposed to have with all the network people, and if I know her, she's going to try and push this ridiculous idea she has to kiss that moron Roberto Conciador and compare his kiss to mine. I've got to run, but you check out SUITE MAGAZINE and read Catherine Chernow article 'Speaking of...Seduction,' in the Sensations column.

Brad's driving me crazy! Oh, everyone, including my good friend, Paz Edwards, wants to know if I enjoy his kisses. And then my other friend, Doreen Orsini says if I don't want Brad's kiss, she'll take it. But it's not just about his kiss, Paz & Doreen. It's what his kisses are doing to me inside. I'm all mixed up. My heart tells me one thing and my head tells me another. I just can't figure Brad out. One minute, he's kissing me until I feel it to the tips of my toes and in the next instant, he's tearing my book apart. And he's tearing me apart, too. He must be the most cynical man on the face of the planet. Sigh...but then he has this uncanny ability to catch me off guard. Read this and tell me what you think... ************************************************************************************* Julie removed a steaming mug full of water from the microwave and placed the cup on the counter. She reached up into a cabinet and grabbed a tea bag from a box, then dunked it into the cup, watching the water bubble around it. Maybe the peppermint tea would calm her queasy stomach. She rubbed her forehead to relieve the dull ache building inside her head then spooned some sugar into the mug.
“I didn’t mean to upset you.”
She looked up to see Brad standing at the entrance of the small kitchen off the set. He leaned against the door jam.
“You didn’t,” she sniffed. His face had a tender look, his eyes warm. Julie’s heart tumbled at the sight. Just another one of his tricks, she thought. She had to stay on her guard. “It’s–it’s the air conditioning in the studio, it stings my eyes.” Was he truly capable of compassion or was this just another excuse to grandstand?
He walked in and grabbed a napkin from a dispenser on one of the tables. “I recognize pain when “I recognize pain when I see it. Someone hurt you.”
Julie’s heart slammed from one side of her chest to the other.
Brad moved farther into the small room. He stopped in front of her and angled his head, striking a thoughtful pose. “You know it’s the strangest thing.”
“What?” she whispered.
“I’d like to kill him.”
She swallowed, hard. “Who?” A tear trickled down her face. She turned her head, but not before Brad saw the teardrop and brushed it away with the pad of his thumb. She shivered at his touch. At the same time, a coil of heat unfurled deep within her.
“Him.” Brad pressed the napkin into her hand, grasping her shoulders gently with his hands. “That’s who.”
“Well, you know what they say. Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me,” Julie’s voice wavered. Her lips trembled.
Brad pulled her forward and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. His lips lingered there for a few seconds then traveled down to her temple and cheek. She shut her eyes as his mouth worked its magic across her cheeks and nose. His breath smelled of mint; felt warm against her face. When his lips settled on hers, he applied gentle pressure. Her mouth opened, like the bud of a flower stretching its petals wide as the sun’s rays shone down on it. Julie took comfort in the feel of his warm mouth closing over hers. He took her face into his hands as he angled his mouth over hers, first one way then another.
She kept telling herself she sought comfort from him, but soon realized she perpetuated another lie as comfort which turned into something more. Something that broke open every wall she had placed around her heart.
When Brad pulled his mouth away from hers, she had to resist the urge to cling to him.
“He was the fool, honey, not you.” With that said he turned on his heel and walked out.
“Damn you, Brad O’Malley,” she whispered as the tears streamed down her cheeks. “Damn you.”