Sunday 30 June 2013

So I Wrote This Novella...

Actually, I’ve written several novellas lately. I’m about to put the finishing touches to what I consider to be the best story I’ve ever written, an erotic romance about a woman haunted by the memory of her first dom, chockfull of big emotions as well as exciting sex scenes. It’s called The One Who Got Away and I hope to self-publish it soon. First, though, there’s this...



Tying Up Tayla is a 13,600-word novelette about a bi-curious woman who starts fantasising about bondage after reading Fifty Shades of Grey, only to be introduced to the delights of D/s by two kinky friends, a married couple called Chelle and Michael. Narrated by Chelle, the wife, this is a story of initiation and surrender, of having your boundaries pushed and discovering a taste for new things, and of the joys and insecurities of sharing one’s husband with a gorgeous friend. It’s filthy in all the right ways and has some heart-felt emotion. Sequels written from Michael and Tayla’s points of view will follow later.

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Excerpt:

For a moment, all three of us stand stock still. Then Michael grabs Tayla and pushes her against the sliding door of our built-in wardrobe.

For a second, I think he’s going to kiss her, which would be a violation of our rules; his kisses, we’ve agreed, belong to me. But he doesn’t kiss Tayla. Instead he cups her chin in his hands, looks at her in that imperative and knee-weakening way he has, and says, ‘So now you’re my little toy, Tayla. Are you going to submit to me like the good, obedient girl I know you are?’

Tayla nods. I think I detect a little anxiety in her expression, but if she’s anything like me, she’ll love this particular kind of anxiety.

Without taking his eyes off hers, Michael caresses Tayla’s cheeks and neck, his fingertips light on her tanned skin. ‘You’ll do as I tell you, and you’ll call me “sir”. Won’t you, Tayla?’

Tayla nods again, without speaking the words Michael wants to hear. I don’t need to see his face to know that he’s smiling at her inexperience.

‘The correct response is “Yes, sir”,’ he informs her.

Tayla swallows. Half a minute in and she already has a lump in her throat. This bodes well for the rest of the evening! ‘Yes, sir,’ she croaks.

‘Good girl.’ Michael affectionately pats her cheek. ‘Well, now that we’ve got that out of the way, let’s get you out of these clothes, shall we?’ His hand meanders down to her chest, to the V created by her buttoned-down blouse, and gently caresses the top of a breast.

Sitting on the bed, my legs demurely crossed at the ankles, I watch with mixed feelings as Michael begins to undress Tayla. His eyes never leave hers; they bore into her as he takes off her necklaces, one by one, and throws them onto the bed. I hear two soft thuds as they land beside me on the bedspread, but I can’t bring myself to look at them. My eyes are glued to Tayla, who is meeting Michael’s formidable gaze with a mesmerised mixture of dread and arousal.

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Tuesday 18 June 2013

Goodness, It’s Been a While Since I Last Updated This Blog...

I thought I’d be better at posting here. I thought I'd regularly share stories and reviews with you, as I have done on many a previous blog. Somehow I seem incapable of doing so, though...

I really intend to maintain an active presence here, but somehow all my blogging energy has lately come to be focused on my Tumblr, which just welcomed its 1,000th follower. Now I know what you're going to say. Tumblr doesn't really work as a marketing tool, no matter how many followers you have. You could have ten thousand followers and still sell barely a copy of your books. It's true, unfortunately. However, I guess I'm just a little too addicted to looking at erotic photos and writing suitable captions for them to give up my Tumblr and spend all my blogging time here. Even so, I promise I'll spend a little less time on Tumblr from now on, and a little more time here...

Anyhow. What have I been up to, you may wonder, apart from spending (and possibly wasting) a lot of time on Tumblr?

Well, let's see. First there was some heartache. Then there was a much-needed four-week reunion with some loved ones, which was brilliant. Then there was some more heartache, which thankfully passed fairly quickly. And in between, there were trips and long walks and photo excursions. As you can see below, I’ve been able to indulge my passion for photographing trees in water. I've had fun barging through the mudflats with my wellies on and my tripod in tow while all around me, terrified little crabs scuttled away. I look forward to doing it again soon when the water is a bit higher and there is even more scope for photogenic reflections...







And then there was writing. Not nearly as much as I’d hoped, but enough to say I’ve been reasonably productive. And it will all be self-published over the next few months, because I’ve also been busy learning the craft of self-publishing…

Speaking of publishing, I have some trad-pub news, too. Since I last updated this blog, I’ve had several short stories accepted for publication by Cleis. Two of these stories will soon see the light of day, in Rachel Kramer Bussel’s Baby Got Back: Anal Erotica and Big Book of Orgasms, respectively. Rachel is currently giving away review copies of these books, so if you’re interested in receiving an advance copy and willing to commit to reviewing it on Amazon within six weeks of receipt, check out this blog post and claim your free read. Go on, you know you want to...

And that’s all for now. I promise I’ll be back very soon with more self-publishing news!