I got bookclubbed!

Last Wednesday night was the book club meeting I attended, for The Duchess, Her Maid, The Groom and Their Lover. I made a special trip to New York City for the event; later on, I’ll post photos of the nifty hotel where I stayed.

I knew ahead of time that August was the club’s “trashy book” month. What I didn’t know was that their definition of “trashy book” was a bit more classic than mine! Previous year’s August readings had included Lady Chatterly’s Lover (“full of social commentary!” they mock-complained), The Stepford Wives, and Valley of the Dolls. I can only aspire to such classic trashiness!

I left around noon from my dayjob, got lunch, and then took the MegaBus to New York. I had enough time to check into my hotel and get something to eat before the meeting; I knew they would have food, but wasn’t sure if I’d have enough chance to eat it. (I learned this from my book launch parties.)

After a great deal of mental debate, I decided I should be a little bit early, just in case. To my relief, I wasn’t the first one there! I was given a tour of the three connected apartments owned by the host, all creatively and gorgeously decorated, and by the time we were done, most of the rest of the club had arrived. I was told that usually it was a larger group, but people tended to travel in the summer. Six attendees, not counting me, seemed like plenty, though!

Because none of the members were erotica readers, or romance readers either, their expectations were different; for the most part, they sounded as if they’d enjoyed this peek into another genre. I did let them know that the book was not typical of Erotic Romance (and in fact it isn’t really a romance), and ended up talking a bit about markets and the Spice line itself, seguing into how I’d begun to write erotica, and why, and how I’d sold my first story.

I wish we’d had more time to discuss the book as a literary work, though that wasn’t really the point of this particular meeting. The other major group of questions I got were about the worldbuilding, and how I’d made some of those decisions, for instance why I’d chosen to include eunuchs among the characters. One of the members really loved that I’d slipped in a bit about legalized prostitution and the taxation thereof. I love hearing that someone’s appreciated a detail like that.

I had a good time meeting the club members, and if it wasn’t such a distance, I’d be pleased to go back.

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“A Whispered Tale,” Siegfried Sassoon

A Whispered Tale

I’d heard fool-heroes brag of where they’d been,
With stories of the glories that they’d seen.
But you, good simple soldier, seasoned well
In woods and posts and crater-lines of hell,
Who dodge remembered ‘crumps’ with wry grimace,
Endured experience in your queer, kind face,
Fatigues and vigils haunting nerve-strained eyes,
And both your brothers killed to make you wise;
You had no babbling phrases; what you said
Was like a message from the maimed and dead.
But memory brought the voice I knew, whose note
Was muted when they shot you in the throat;
And still you whisper of the war, and find
Sour jokes for all those horrors left behind.

–Siegfried Sassoon, The Old Huntsman and Other Poems, 1918

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Writing in a Vacuum is Better

This is a repost of something I wrote for the Novelists, Inc. blog in August 2011.

I was on deadline. Sometimes, being on deadline leads to procrastination (shocking, I know!), even though I’ve learned that keeping my head down and plunging in is the best way to get things done. I should probably invest in a sensory-deprivation chamber.

Sometimes I find myself Googling my name, looking for reviews, commentary, any kind of validation of what I’ve written in the past. Even aside from the fact that I should be writing instead, I think it’s a bad idea. I need to be inside my head, not outside it. Inside is where the writing comes from. After all, I want my writing to be by me, not a reflection of other people’s opinions on stories that I can no longer change.

I think writers often worry too much about how their work will be perceived, or rather, how they imagine their work will be perceived, before it’s even finished. They worry about how other writers will see their work: hackwork, work of genius, cutting-edge, supreme prose-stylist, unputdownable.

And how will readers see it? Bland, nothing new, boring, not bad, entertaining, good fluff, best book ever. “I will never read this author again!” “This author is now an autobuy!” If you’re lucky, you’ll get both opinions in the same review. I can’t even remember how many times I’ve been pointed to wildly conflicting reviews of the same book. They might even both be right. A lot depends on the perspective from which the book is being viewed.

I think it isn’t generally a good thing to be too self-conscious about how one’s own prose is perceived by others, to the extent that one is paying more attention to what one imagines others will think than to what one is actually doing.
Easier said than done, of course.

“Writing is like sex. The more you think about it, the harder it is to do. It’s better not to think about it so much and just let it happen.” –Stephen King

We’ll see if I can take my own advice in the future. After all, it’s my writing. It’s my opinion that matters most.

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Vintage Naughty Co-Ed Novels





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The Mammoth Book of Hot Romance – US Release


The American edition of The Mammoth Book of Hot Romance is available tomorrow!

My story in the anthology is called “Crimean Fairy Tale,” and I had some fun with naughty Victorian slang when writing it.

For your amusement, here is an excerpt, with some of the more colorful language included:

The whores lived on the edges of the camp, most of them in shabby tents they’d made over from army discards. Few had made any attempt to cheer up their muddy surroundings with gardens; the most decorative items Weston saw were petticoats and chemises hung to dry and fluttering in the chilly breeze. He could hear distinctive sounds through the thin walls of one of the closer tents, and a few hundred feet away, caught a glimpse of a red coat as another soldier ducked into a tent.

He hadn’t ventured far into their territory when several women converged on him, all talking at once and tugging his arms and the front of his coat. He didn’t like this much but was too ashamed to protest, for fear his distaste would result in their mockery. “My, my,” said a woman with bubbies like melons. “I’ll dab it up with you for a smile. Or how about a couple tots of rum? All the jam-tart you want, for a couple tots of rum.”

“I’ve not seen you before, me fine cocksman,” said a thin woman with a pointed chin. “Give my Lady Laycock a knock and your eyes’ll cross until you see your own nancy.”

A woman with graying hair grabbed his arm. “A lusty strong boy you are,” she said. “Just what I need, after that lazy lobcock I had today. Want a hot buttered bun, laddie?”

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Anybody want to try and translate? *evil grin*

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“Blighters,” Siegfried Sassoon

‘Blighters’

The House is crammed: tier beyond tier they grin
And cackle at the Show, while prancing ranks
Of harlots shrill the chorus, drunk with din;
‘We’re sure the Kaiser loves our dear old Tanks!’

I’d like to see a Tank come down the stalls,
Lurching to rag-time tunes, or ‘Home, sweet Home’,
And there’d be no more jokes in Music-halls
To mock the riddled corpses round Bapaume.

–Siegfried Sassoon, The Old Huntsman and Other Poems, 1918

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Don’t Google Yourself, Write!

I’m over at Novelists, Inc. today, talking about why procrastinating by Googling yourself is bad in more than one way.

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Body Part of Sin

I did a “Fresh Meat” feature at Heroes and Heartbreakers this week on Eve Silver’s Body of Sin. No, not body part of sin. Though that would have been funny.

Also, Lynn Spencer at the All About Romance blog read The Moonlight Mistress. Overall, she liked it!

My 5 Tips for Writing Erotica post is now appearing over at Erotic Meet.

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One week to go!

One week from today, a New York book club is having a meeting. They read a “light” book every August. This August, it’s my first book, The Duchess, Her Maid, The Groom & Their Lover. I was invited to attend.

My book didn’t get chosen randomly – I went to college with one of the book club members. She’s promised me that if they have things they really hate about the book, they will save them for the next meeting, when I’m not there. (Heh.)

I am actually pretty excited, and glad I was invited. I’ve already booked my travel and a hotel room for the night. This is the first time a book club has read one of my books (that I know of) and I’m desperately curious what they will think of it, from their pov of people used to talking about more literary fiction. Will they see anything that I didn’t realize I’d intended? And, after so long, what do I think of the book myself?

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Dandy Gilver post

I had a new post up at The Criminal Element yesterday, on Dandy Gilver and the Proper Treatment of Bloodstains, fifth in a series of historical mysteries I’d like to read from the beginning.

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