Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Oh, hell!

First three chapters of AGW2 are done. Well, obviously I need to sit on them a few days and then do tweakage and rethinks but essentially, they are are done. This means I've reached the dreaded synopsis writing stage again.

HAVE I MENTIONED HOW MUCH I HATE WRITING THE DAMN THINGS!!!

I'm not a natural plotter. Some writers like to have everything beautifully outlined before they write a word. Me, I like to listen to the characters chatter inside my head and write any way it tumbles onto the page. This is fine if you're writing the whole book before sending it out to editors for consideration, but when you're trying to get them to take it on a partial it's a whole different game.

SYNOPSIS = ESSENTIAL

ME = SYNOPSIS = PAIN

Now don't get me wrong, I do have some idea where this book is going. It's just, I'm a bit sketchy on the details and how it all hangs together. Bleurgh! I'm sure I'll muddle through.

However, in the future I think I shall write character names, locations, props and assorted other weirdness on to scraps of paper, drop em in a bag and pick them out at random, thus creating an amazing (um crap) plot in seconds that can be easily turned into a synopsis.

Hey, it works for LRP events!

In other news, I didn't make it into Sex with Strangers (boo!), but the editor liked the story (hurray!). Anyway, it's temporarily on the shelf awaiting opportunites. I'll be keeping my eyes peeled for calls, as it's a story I'm particularly fond of.

Next Wicked Words deadline is coming up in January. The theme is Paranormal. I have two stories started, but that means nothing. Can't send them unless I finish them, and I won't do that until this blasted synopsis is written.

Better get to it...
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Recently watched: Torchwood (loving it), Stormriders (I want a sword graveyard too!)
Currently listening to: Moon by Gackt
Currently reading: Re-reading Beyond Innocence by Emma Holly.

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

Relationship drama

The struggle with AGW2 continues...

I thought Lucerne was being a jerk, but as is typical with these things, I was simply getting one side of the story. Poor lamb, I feel sorry for him. Relationships are hard work and I wouldn't wish Vaughan and Bella on anyone.

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Recently watched: Fimbles, Meg & Mog, & five minutes of Aladdin (not out of choice, I hasten to add.)
Currently listening to: Other half playing Onimusha.
Currently reading: Crying Freeman by Kazuo Koike & Ryoichi Ikegami.

Sunday, November 19, 2006

Progress

Well, a teensy bit. I've now completed the first two chapters of AGW2 in exploratory draft anyway. And you know, I think that it's not too toe curlingly awful. Note, I will probably change my mind on that point by tomorrow morning, when I'll realise it is in fact bloody rubbish. In the meantime, though...

Still, I'm pleased and relieved to have reached this point. It's been a real slog, because there's no slow build up where I do the character introductory thing. It's straight into the heart of the story.

Vaughan has been no problem, but then I've only had to write a few snippets inside his head. Bella, however... Oh, boy! Naturally, time in London sandwiched between two pretty boys has changed her, but also her feelings at the start of the book are very complex, which is making writing her a nightmare. I've a suspicion her voice may be a little off, so major tweakerage will be in order there. Lucerne, is also proving a pain. I'm walking a thin line with him, because I don't want everyone to despise him, but at the same time I can't avoid the fact that he's acting like a jerk - plot, you know. I'm supposed to have it!

Anyway, now I've got to Pennerley, I'm hoping things will start falling into place with considerably more ease.

If only I knew what it is that Vaughan's planning...

Anyone any ideas? Mail me.

Better go scribble some more, and I might just manage to push this baby over 20K.
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Recently watched: Poldark 2 (Dammit! Why does it have to end.) Torchwood (Yeah! Someone gave Jack a shotgun.)
Currently listening to: Gackt, Sisters of Mercy, T-Rex.
Currently reading: Crying Freeman by Kazuo Koike & Ryoichi Ikegami.

Friday, November 17, 2006

Nothing much doing around here...

Otherwise known as a cheap excuse to post some pics of my current top five beautiful men. (Note: I am fickle and prone to changing my mind at the drop of a hat.)

Enjoy, or something like that!

1. Camui Gackt

2. Johnathan Rhys Meyers

3. Johnny Depp

4. Antonio Banderas

5. Jude Law

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Recently watched: The State Within (so complex it makes my head hurt.)
Currently listening to: Velvet Goldmine Soundtrack.
Currently reading: Nothing worth mentioning.

Thursday, November 16, 2006

No... Really!

You Are 70% Weird

You're so weird, you think you're *totally* normal. Right?
But you wig out even the biggest of circus freaks!

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

We have a winner!

Congratualtions to Anais. A signed copy of Dark Designs is on the way to her, and thanks to everyone else who entered my release day competition.

In other news, I've just sent off a bunch of entries for Scarlet Magazine's new annual erotic writing awards. It's so-o difficult selecting short (200 word) passages of text to send. Most of my sex scenes tend to be lengthy several page things involving sparring dialogue and plot elements that make no sense out of context. I'm not hopeful, but you never know; there are lots of categories.

Recently watched: Poldark Series 2 (it's research honest), Torchwood (I'm not even pretending this is...)
Currently listening to: Velvet Goldmine Soundtrack.
Currently reading: Nothing at the moment.

Thursday, November 09, 2006

Dark Designs Day Twin Teasers


Dark Designs publication day is here, and yipee, I've already have a review on Amazon. Thanks to Mathilde for that. You're a star!

Promised extracts are below. Please enjoy. Oh, and if anyone fancies posting some comments, or adding to the Amazon reviews I'll be extremely grateful. (You don't have to be ultra nice even, just honest :-P. Although like all authors I enjoy having my ego massaged.)


Dark Designs Teaser One:

His lips brushed the exposed skin of her stomach, causing butterflies where he made contact.

'I said it was strictly business.'

'And so it is. Strictly my business to get you off.'

'Futile promises.' She tried to sit up. Damn him for interfering. She was probably spiting herself, but she wasn't going to retract her promise, just because she was horny, yaoi-kiss drunk and had a beautiful man drawing his tongue across her clit.

'Oh, oh!' Her body sighed, as the soft lashes continued. 'Not fair.'

'That's right,' he said, and began sucking instead.

Remy feebly pushed at his head, his shoulders. 'We're not doing this.' Her voice was rising, as her resistance weakened.

'Oh, but we are.' He climbed on to the bed on top of her. 'Let me make this easy for you.' He grasped her wrists, pinning her to the narrow bed.

The feel of his cock bruising her thigh was too much. Why did he have to take control, and be so bloody composed about it?

'I don't want you: I want Silk.'

'No.' He breathed the denial into her mouth. 'You want me to have Silk.'


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Dark Designs Teaser Two:

They'd been at it about twenty minutes. Silk was stripped down to his shirt and trousers, and Takeshi to just his leathers. Remy had them posed like lovers, with Takeshi's hand upon Silk's shoulder, and their heads tilted towards one another. But the tension between them seemed to be running at an all-time high. Between shots, Silk seemed to be making it clear he was there under duress. Remy wondered if she was expected to feel obligated to him after this.

'Closer, and look into each other's eyes,' Remy demanded. Despite the pressure, she was enjoying herself immensely. 'It needs more intimacy.'

Takeshi leant forward and brushed his lips against Silk's.

Well, that was intimate!

Silk's lips parted in surprise. Takeshi snaked an arm around his waist and moulded their bodies together from hip to thigh. Silk retailiated by shoving Takeshi off his feet, followed by a wordless snarl of fury.

Remy's carefully constructed fantasy fell apart, although Alix gleefully continued snapping expressions. 'Yey, fight!' she cheered.

Takeshi snatched up the great sword and forced Silk back against the rim of the fountain. The tip of the metal beast pressed between the open edges of Silk's shirt, making cold contact with the skin.

'You've got to be fucking kidding!' Silk yelled.

'Stop it, stop it.' An icy shiver ran up Remy's spine. She could see Takeshi's tattoo emblazoned like a warning across his back. Not for the first time, she wished she knew more about him.
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Wednesday, November 08, 2006

Tomorrow is publication day.

Good job that there are lots of folks out there to remind me. Tomorrow is publication day for both Dark Designs and Sex...& Shopping. To celebrate I thought I'd post a few snippets.

Here's a teaser from "Grandmother's Teapot" in Sex...& Shopping. I'll post something from Dark Designs tomorrow.

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Neither of us has ever done this before. Rich peddles and I throw. The clay is soft and oozes sensuously over my fingers; with only a hint of pressure it responds to my will. A shape grows up from the flared base. I run both hands up and down the column of clay, my gaze flicking back and forth between the sculpture and Rich's expression. I guess it's pretty obvious what my mind is focussed on. I try not to meet his eyes.

"Funny shape for a teapot," he remarks.

My gaze remains at groin level. "This is the spout," I say as I trace my thumb lovingly back and forth over the tip, while imagining his cock poking rudely from his fly.

Rich's attention is fixed upon the motion of my hands. His foot pumps hard making the wheel spin faster and my up and down rhythm grow frantic. I want to be working him, not clay. I'm seeing his skin darken, and hearing his breathing turn into a pant.

Abruptly, Rich stops peddling and the clay column crumples.

"Not bad," the instructor commiserates, hurrying us off so she can install another pair. She doesn't even bother to remove my artistic impression of brewer's droop from the wheel.

"What now?" I ask Rich, as I wash off the clay. Maybe he'll slip his hands inside my shirt, tweak a nipple and conjure a teapot like some street magician. Then we can forget this crap, and he can take me home to bed.

"Flea Market," he announces instead.

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Excursion into geekdom.

Last weekend we packed the kiddies off to grandma's and headed north for a weekend of horror/paranormal live role-playing. It's been awhile. We've had two years out due to arrival of child number two, but it's good to see nothing's really changed. I had tremendous fun dressing up in 1920's costume, talking to "dead" men in WW1 trenches, being marched to breakfast at rifle point, running away from weird otherworldly beasties and hjacking a time travelling tower. The result is that I've come home refreshed, recharged and a whole lot less stressed (although my feet are protesting the high heels).

Prior to going, I had been getting myself bogged down in the day to day grind of writing, and had forgotten it's supposed to be fun! Anyway, I think we might start putting event together. I means taking time out from writing erotica, but maybe that's no bad thing. I'm hopeless at switching off and chilling out.

Meanwhile, being someone else for the weekend has given my imagination a kick start, so while my word count on AGW2 is only creeping up slowly, I'm feeling alot happier about it. What does it matter if it meanders at its own pace. It'll probably end up a stronger book for it. And at least now the characters are talking to me. Lucerne came out with an interesting phrase this morning. I won't say what Vaughan was thinking in reply, but it's so typically him at his most convolted I'm sure it's important...bwh-haha!

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Recently watched: Torchwood (go Jack), Cowboy Bebop (go Spike).
Currently listening to: Formica Blues by Mono
Currently reading: Various research materials.