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This blog started out as a way for me to discuss the things that bother me as a writer -- words, characters, why some women scream when they orgasm, do zombies get dandruff. Simple as that. For me it’s no longer a matter of How to write but rather how to get my mind into a state where I CAN write. I know I can write. I have 2 lovely books out there and published, of which I’m very proud, and a third due out next year of which I’m exceptionally proud. Parts of it need knocking into shape but so long as I can shovel my brains back into my head in time it may turn out to be my little masterpiece. You see not only do I procrastinate but I also have fear of failure and the two go together so fricking well. I’ve succeeded in weaning myself off Goodreads and now I’ve found another group where we discuss BDSM books until the cows come home. Damn you all. The cows that is. So I have to wean myself off that too. LOL Professional writers can do 3 to 4 thousand words a day. And I’ve done so in the past. On a good day I can write forever. Or see forever. I live on a mountain. So that’s my goal. But they have to be good words. Ugh. Fear of failure arrives. Now if I can only kick it aside. Think I’ll give it the pet name of FOF. Maybe that way I can collar it and leash it, and tie it to a bench and spank it. So, onward to writing -- discussing my characters. My current WIP (work in progress ) is nearing the end and my heroine, Kaysana, has decided to do something that makes her unlikeable. I gave her a lovely Dom man and she’s rejecting him because of family honor and her career. Sten is a very huggable hunk who can easily handle hordes of ravening raised men (my evil guys with fiery orange eyes and a taste for rapine and killing) and she rejects him? I’m worried it’ll tarnish his Dom image. Then again, I look at real life and how many women have ditched a man because it’ll trash their career? Oodles and oodles I would imagine. What she’s done is sensible, and it makes me want to grab her and say, “You stupid stupid woman!” So for her TSTL stands for Too Stupid to LIKE. I need to vent. Come here little FOF. Get on that bench and show me your ass. And no you’re not orgasming. Really, how many other people’s FOFs ever orgasm? WHACK. Count baby, count.  If this is my FOF maybe I need a bigger paddle?
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""The sexual scenes in this story are interesting to say the least. There is a definite paranormal twist that I haven’t seen , and it makes for a fascinating and steamy read. This whole novel is creative, erotic, sexy and full of adventure. Ms. Silverwood could easily make some sequels from this book, and I really hope that she does." Yay! And yes, Miss Clea Gellar, I do plan on a sequel. Some of my readers have already given me their ideas. I'm more than happy to hear from readers about their ideas as getting the right balance of worlds and world-building, reality and fantasy, as well as telling the story with the right characters, is going to be an exciting tightrope act. More of the review on the Bookwenches website, of course. http://www.bookwenches.com/august11reviews.htm   This is my first post. Here I stand, turning in place, looking around at my squeaky new blog. Roomy, a little minimalistic, but I’m sure with some artwork and gore and guts it’ll show promise.
With Keyboard Fandango I aim to show the side of me that is behind the curtain and only my crit partners have seen. The naked me who constantly wrestles with why I write, how I write and dang it all, with the way my brain often explodes with a nasty splatter of blood and flesh against the walls of my room because I have no idea what I’m doing ninety percent of the time. I crack my whip. On Prancer, on Rudolph! On to my bloggerating… Capture Fantasies -- the slippery spiky edge of erotic fiction. How many of you read them? I’ve read enough myself to know that I like them. Some of them have even gravitated into actual rape stories like a recent one by Remittance Girl, called Gaijin, that I was quite stunned by. A brave author tackles rape in a way that turns it into an almost HEA. This one, and Comfort Food by Kitty Thomas, made me decide to write my own capture fantasy. Thus far I’ve written HEA stories with men who are dominant yet always they are nice guys at heart. As soon as I set fingers to keyboard the struggle began. In capture fantasies the woman gets dragged off (in some way) by the man. Since I wanted this to be acceptable by the more mainstream ebook publishers, there needed to be a reason for this happening. Why does the man do this? And why does the woman ultimately fall for him? If the writer doesn’t sort this out we have a big humungous pitfall. So I tapped my foot and put the question to my hero, Sten (this name may be changed to protect the guilty). Why sir, have you kidnapped and ravished this woman? Need an excuse, sir. Pronto. The alien/ sex pollen excuse was presented to me. Strange name? Check the wiki entry. http://fanlore.org/wiki/Sex_Pollen With a weird-ass contortion of the steampunk world of my story, a fragment of a god from another universe has invaded. A god of fantasies, who delights in matching up people’s deepest darkest fantasies. A bit like Puck, only with a dash of evil, for in this world all his restraints have fallen away and he discovers he can do anything he likes. Now all he has to do, to take over the world, is rip open the flaw between the worlds and get the rest of himself to come through. So, right, I thought, there it is. Brilliant excuse. Kaysana is overcome by a desire to do all sorts of naughty things, including exploring a kink for exuberant exhibitionism and having sex in places like on a rooftop while at the same time her and Sten race to save the world. The words built up, the story surged along…and pitter patted to a weak little halt. I went back to Sten. She has an excuse, sure, but what’s yours? Just because she’s temporarily had her inhibitions removed, you take advantage? Not good enough. I tapped my foot again -- I think I have Domme potential somewhere. Sten decided to contemplate his navel for a while, to sort out his inner demons. I have learned my lesson though. I need my hero to still be nice at heart. I cannot write my main man if he’s got too much evilness hidden somewhere. Remittance Girl has my admiration. Nasty is not my scene right now. My Sten has morphed into a down-to-earth guy who really has reasons of his own for what he does, and boy does he get up to some mischief. I still haven't got him quite right but I at least I got him to fess up a little. Which leaves me to wonder at how nasty the man can be in a capture fantasy yet still leave the reader happily turning the pages. Any offers of name alternatives for Sten happily received by this author, as long as they're free of germs, and well, just plain free. |
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