You stole my heart with your adorable face and sweet disposition. You’ve barely been gone 24 hours but the hole you left in my heart is jagged, its edges too harsh to the touch. Though I know we saved you great suffering it doesn’t make your being gone any easier.
So I had another thought all picked out for today but then I saw this comment posted on online that said “I’m getting fed up with this whole Caitlyn Jenner bullshit. I’m sick of seeing people support this ridiculous “i can be whoever i want to be” behavior. Sometimes in life you don’t always get what you want. If you’re born a man, you will NEVER BE A WOMAN and vice versa. Just accept it!.” It got me thinking. You may not support the choice that Caitlyn has made. You may not understand the choice that she has made, you may not even want to see the media post about it. (I think it has turned into a bit of a circus), but here’s the thing. It NEEDS to be a circus. Sometimes the only way to bring change is to bring an issue into sharp focus. I have a fairly easy life I don’t truly understand what it is like to struggle with things like racism or intolerance, but posing on the cover made complete sense to me as sort of a way to say hello world here I am. Hopefully the world takes a good long look and then lets Caitlyn get on with life.
I can’t imagine what it would be like to go through life feeling like you didn’t fit into your own skin or identify with your gender. A response to the post above said when is it a big deal that someone is not happy?
This I have battled with depression touches so many people and often people feel it’s their only way out of what seems an impossible situation. So if reading Caitlyn’s story helps even one person then it’s worth it, because we ALL deserve to be happy in whatever form that takes. You should never try to take that from another person regardless of their different beliefs or lifestyle. If you can’t handle it just remember it’s not your circus and these are not your monkeys.
Above all the good thing about an opinion is that everyone is entitled to one of their own. #callmecaitlyn.
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Santa visits in springtime in WISH LIST, and he’s giving everyone what they want!
Allison Thacker is dragging through life with a job she hates for a grandfather who hates her, and lamenting the fact that she’s got no real world experience to help make up the stories in the erotic books she writes. After a drunken night with her BFF, they make a list of what would be on her letter to Santa, and coworker Marcus Brighton is right at the top! When the note *somehow* ends up in Marcus’ hands, he can’t believe his eyes! He’s been lusting after the blue-eyed beauty for months! And as luck would have it, his BFF Jackson is just the man to help with Allie’s menage line item as well.
WISH LIST is the first offering in the For More series and it was soooo yummy! Marcus and Jackson…how hot are they!? Since this was a fairly short read at just over 100 pages, the author jumped pretty quickly into a hot and heavy relationship between the three of them and I loved every minute of it. Not every novella makes that quick leap from handshakes to shaking the headboard so seamlessly, but this was well done.
Poor Allie couldn’t stand up to her grandfather and had so much survivor’s guilt that she was utterly miserable. Marcus and Jackson were a bit underhanded but their hearts were in the right place. The chemistry between Marcus and Jackson was just as good as their connection to Allie (I would personally have enjoyed a bit of MM lovin’ to have my own wish list granted)! The sex scenes were so hot, but the story was just as good. I couldn’t imagine the life that Allie lived, with a horrid grandfather and no immediate family members left. I’m really looking forward to the next book in this series!
Bottom Line: A tasty yet tasteful MFM read you should put on your own wish list.
What I mean by that is we’ve all seen a threesome played out on film whether it’s m/f/m or f/m/f or three guys or three women, but I don’t think it plays out the way it’s shown on screen I mean obviously on film there is someone there to yell cut and position everyone involved so that the action is shown in just the right way.
Can it be something else though. Can there be a deeper meaning? An emotional attachment that makes it more than just who’s body part fits where? Or would that create too much jealousy. Can you love two people equally or with there always be someone who takes the lead.
We are such complex creatures with a host of desires and needs but I think more than anything it’s our brain that gets in the way of pursuing what our hearts and bodies want. Society has also played a large part in telling us what is forbidden or taboo but as I write my next novel I’m finding more and more that the blinders I may have once worn are being ripped away.
You could argue that it’s just Romance, just Erotica with little substance and should therefore be easy As I delve into my character and why she likes the things she likes and what makes her tick I can tell you it’s anything but easy.
How does my hero order my heroine to her knees to suck his cock without him seeming like a domineering asshole? It doesn’t matter that she wants to be there just as much as he wants her there.
Can I give them an authentic BDSM relationship even though I don’t want their play to leave lasting marks on my heroine? Can I show how strong she is and how willing she is go pursue what she wants? Will people understand that in the end it’s her submission that sets her free and gives her strength?
I don’t know but I’m glad it’s a long weekend and I’ll have the chance to find out.I can’t wait to capture more of this story as it unfolds.
Find out more about the first book in the series I’m working on now.
There is a certain thrill to a new romance. It makes your heart thump in your chest and your nerves come to life. It hits you right where the butterflies flutter in your stomach brushing their wings against your sensitive flesh. New romance is like a shiny penny winking at you from among the tarnished ones in nestled in your wallet.
You open your heart to new romance, to new love, and it feels like you’re Julie Andrews happy singing on a mountain top for the world to hear. You don’t have a care in the world – and why should you?
Love can fade, over time it often does but does it have to? After a recent trip away I find myself asking this question and I think the answer is yes.
Hear me out, before you think I’m a cynic. It does fade but that isn’t a bad thing because as the sense of a new romance dulls over time what develops in it’s place is a thing of beauty the romance that began with fluttering butterflies and twirling happiness mellows and like fine wine it deepens to something with a much complex flavor.
Would you trust someone you didn’t love to play out a deep dark fantasy? Maybe, but likely not. It’s the richness of a fully developed relationship that most crave. It’s what we long for on lonely nights. So while the thrill of butterflies can be alluring, it’s the full bodied wine, the rich dark chocolate that makes life sweet.
In writing it can be a hard choice to make and the words an author uses can make all the difference. I write romance, yes it’s erotic with plenty of naughty bits, but at its core it’s still romance. It’s the happily ever after that drives me. It the journey that my characters take me on.
I strive for my characters to be as real as possible with authentic emotions. I want readers to feel their joy and heartbreak. I want them to feel the thrill of the chase and the characters confusion as they struggle to work through their issues.
If I’m doing my job properly then as a reader you tear up with them, and feel the throb of their desire as if it’s your own.
What drives the story forward then? What keeps us on the edge of our seats squirming in anticipation? What keeps those pages turning hour after hour?
Is it the way that a sexual encounter is described in finite detail? Or is it the emotional journey the gritty details in watching someone be torn down as they realize unknown things about themselves.
I actually hope it’s both. I hope that the image painted with my words is provocative enough to make you squirm while the emotion of the story leaves you warm and satisfied.
Watched a character I loved die tonight and I’m struggling with the writer in me who says it’s okay to take creative risks and the fan who is outraged that this happened. By the very definition story telling is propelled by conflict no one stays interested in a story without conflict or drama for long.
I know it’s not what Shakespeare was talking about but it’s been on my mind lately. Do people read books with erotic themes simply because they are explicit? I mean sex sells right? I’ve said it myself when discussing my writing. Does it need to be explicit though? Is it the way that body parts and touching are described that keeps the pages turning?
A very dear friend of mine recently told me that I’m a great writer and they could see me eventually branching out into something more meaty, but here’s the thing I like romance and to me erotic romance if done right feels more real and authentic to me. Lets face it we all love to be in love and often spend a large portion of our lives chasing after love. Who wouldn’t want to be a fly on the wall witnessing two people in the throws of passion.
Maybe it isn’t something we ever get to see in our real lives outside of fantasy and porn, but in our minds it can be anything the fantasy can dirty and primal and make your muscles tense with longing.
Do you need to say cock instead of penis? Or describe in detail the texture of a woman’s nipple against your tongue. Have we progressed past the flowery purple prose or are there still somethings that make us squirm? Words we can’t say? Words we won’t say? Words are very powerful I just happen to think the explicit ones make things more interesting.