Monday, February 27, 2012
What happened shouldn't have.
Many times what happens in these situations is that a kid was bullied. This is why I felt I had to say something. I taught school. I saw firsthand how fragile even the toughest kids can be. Kids take most everything at full value and hold on to them. They are kids. Even when they are 18, the kids are still kids.
Kids bully. It's sad but true. Kids, no matter how tough they are, are kids. They will do things adults don't understand. One of them is bullying. Kids may seem very secure. Some are. Almost all kids I've come across have had those moments where they were insecure. It happens. Happens to all of us.
But what we, as the adults in these kids lives, have to do is listen and show them we care. It's not the end-all, be-all answer, but it's a start. TALK to your kids. Not a text, not a note on the counter, face to face talk to them. Find out what's happening at school. Listen when your child tells you about his/her day.
Another thing we adults need to do is back up our kids. I don't mean, back your kid up because your kid will never do anything wrong. Kids need to be accountable. But if your child comes to you and says, there's this person I'm having a problem with... LISTEN. You don't have to get right in there and have a fit, but listen. The problem might be small, it might be big, but talk to them and find out. Unite with the school and the teachers. The old saying four eyes are better than two is the real deal. If you work with the teachers and let them know you care, then you will have the teachers as well keeping an eye out.
Why do kids bully? Maybe its because he came from a broken home. Maybe it's because she's been hurt at home. Maybe it's because he's ignored at home. Maybe it's chemical imbalance. Maybe it's an anger issue. Maybe it's that she's been harassed by other kids and sees no other way to deal besides bullying. Maybe it's because she's quiet. Maybe it's because he's not like the other kids. Maybe it's because the child is more emotional. Maybe it's drugs. Maybe it's alcohol. Maybe it's that the child feels less worthy compared to others. Maybe its all of the above. Maybe it's none of them.
Doesn't matter. Bullying, no matter what reason, isn't cool or acceptable. Ever. no excuses.
Help stop bullying in it's tracks. YOU have the power to build a kid up. YOU have the power to show that child that they are worthy no matter what other kids say. YOU have the power to instill the child with the confidence to ignore another child who is bothering them. YOU have the power to make our future great and it starts with our kids. Having a kid in your life is a blessing. Treat him or her that way.
Hug your child today and mean it.
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Wendi's the featured Snog over at Victoria Blisse's Sunday Snog and well, I couldn't NOT be involved. Grin. Love being part of the snog! Here's mine!
Down to Earth
contemporary, m/f, paranormal,
For Ike Clanton, having competition means winning. Best at the guitar, biggest ride, highest hair, most tattoos. Until he meets Tallulah. She's nothing like he wants, but she's everything he needs -- he just has to figure it out.
Tallulah never wanted to join Glow. She's there as a favor, and not to Ike. An Earth elemental and a rock star shouldn't mix, should they?
Add overzealous greenery and a heaping helping of ego to this mix and shake wildly. Maybe being down to earth isn't such a bad thing after all.
Here's the snog!!!
“You wrote “Longing” for a girl you never met?” Her hands trembled. She hated being nervous almost as much as she hated fumbling with what she wanted to say. But it wasn’t possible he’d written the song for her. Love at first sight wasn’t possible. “Aren’t you expecting something from her that no one can be?”
He dropped to his knees and took one of her hands in his. “Call me totally crazy, but yeah, I’m expecting a lot from a woman I barely know.”
“Then why? If you don’t know her? What if she’s nothing like the woman you’ve conjured in your head? People are two-faced all the time.”
“Because real is so much better than a fantasy.” He spread his fingers across her thigh and gave it a slight squeeze. “Lulah, it took me a little bit to realize the girl from the concert was you. You have a little more hair, and you don’t have nearly as much makeup, but your eyes gave you away. I just want to see you smile and look at me like I’m not an asshole, but a guy you want to be with. I’m sorry I acted like a jerk. It tends to happen when I feel blindsided and manage to do something really stupid.”
Wow. She sank back in her seat. The guy who was only hours earlier a complete dick was actually the sexy guy with the guitar she remembered. His touch seared her skin. She shifted her thighs together. If she wasn’t careful, just being turned on would send the plants into the room into hyper growth.
Ike’s lips curled into a soft smile that made it to his eyes. God, she wanted him. Wanted to be the woman in his life and to truly believe she was the woman he’d written the song for.
Her chest heaved. Damn, he made it hard to breathe. “Ike?”
“That’s my name, Lulah.” He inched toward her. “I wanted a chance to show you I wasn’t some sex-crazed rock star with a chip on my shoulder. That night was a blur, but I never forgot your smile or the glitter in your eyes and the way you felt so right in my arms. The words for “Longing” were and are the best way I could think of to tell you I wanted more.” He rose up between her knees and cupped her jaw in both hands. “I didn’t get the chance to taste you then. I’m not losing the chance now.”
He swallowed her gasp as his lips feathered over hers. Tallulah fisted her hands at her sides. If she didn’t touch him, then maybe the kiss wouldn’t imprint itself on her brain. Too late. His touch trickled down along the column of her throat. Every nerve ending sizzled. She swiped her tongue over his bottom lip. Remnants of the sauce lingered and sweetened the kiss. She whimpered and pressed her hands against his chest. Solid muscle rippled under her touch. Goddess, this was the man she’d wanted, the man she begged for. Her counterpart. The energy of her element vibrated. He was hers.
Tallulah pushed him away. “No.”
Was the no for her or him? She wasn’t sure. Electricity surged through her body. Damn it. What if he was hers? She’d never asked Atria what it felt like when she realized Zac was her counterpart. Well, hell. Everything was so confusing all at
Thursday, February 23, 2012
I'm a little late on WIP Thursday, but I have news so it's all good.
Remember how I mentioned Pan the Dominant? Always, my take on Peter Pan, has been picked up by Changeling Press for the Forever Wicked series. Grin. I'm stoked.
I also sold my first serious stab at erotica, gay erotica, to Razor's Edge Press. Cock and Bull. A crop, some cuffs, a blindfold and three cocks. Yum!
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Monday, February 20, 2012
I'm at the Rainbow Studio talking about Permanent and being outside the comfort zone!
I'm also talking about racing over at Coffee and Porn in the Morning. I love to talk about stock cars and how bad I love them, so come on over and read about it!
I'll post my schedule for the week over on Facebook. Be sure to check it out!
Sunday, February 19, 2012
It's time for the Snog! Yep. And I love a good snog. So if you want to read a few more, here's the link to Victoria Blisse's blog. Check 'em out, AFTER you read mine!
Here's my contribution:
contemp, paranormal, m/f, light bdsm
Livia was cast out of heaven for the crime of falling in love with a human. So what's a fallen angel to do when she meets the man of her dreams? Falling certainly has its perks.
Ty didn't expect the angel at his party to be fallen or to have a murky past. He also didn't expect her to end up in his arms. Now he's not about to let the past stand in the way of their future.
And now for the SNOG!
“Odd. For a moment, I thought you took your wings off.”
She glanced at the mirror. By God, they were back and at full luster. “Stranger things have been known to happen.” She’d explain what she knew later. “I guess they wanted to be visible for a while longer.”
“Strange doesn’t bother me. I’ve got more of an open mind than I realized.” He stood and pulled her up against him. “On you, they look beautiful.”
“Flatterer.” Livia ran her hands up and down his chest. “You can keep going.”
“I intend to.” Ty fused his mouth to hers and threaded his fingers into her hair. Despite the clothing between them, his cock throbbed against her pussy. She moaned and wriggled her hips. The contrast of his hard body against hers felt like heaven. Like what she’d been looking for.
Ty released his grip on her hair and scooped her into his arms. Drunk on his kiss, she wrapped her legs around his waist. He walked across the room, and she gasped at the coolness on her back and wings.
Friday, February 17, 2012
2/15-2/22 Wendi and Megan are both taking part in the Naughty After Dark Blog Hop:
Prizes include pdfs from our back lists, so comment early and often!
2/19 Wendi’s part of the Sunday Snog on Victoria Blisse’s blog: http://www.victoriablisse.co.uk/
Wendi will be featuring her latest work, Over My Head.
2/20 Megan has a guest blog up on The Romance Studio’s Rainbow Studio blog: http://therainbowstudio.blogspot.com/
2/21 Wendi will be hanging out with Lacey Wolfe at her blog: http://www.laceywolfe.com/blog.html
Wendi will be featuring Mindy from her recent novella, Someone Like You.
2/22 Wendi and I will be featuring our choices for the Weekly Hotties on our blogs. Here's the link to Wendi's blog: http://wendizwaduk.blogspot.com/
2/23 Megan will be taking part all day in a release party on the Romance Studio: http://trsparties.com/
ALSO on 2/23 Wendi will have a guest blog up on The Romance Studio: TRS Blue: http://trsblue.blogspot.com/
2/24 Megan will have her weekly post up on the Menagerie Authors blog: http://menagerieauthors.blogspot.com/
2/25 the Saturday Hottie will be up on the Menagerie Authors blog, as chosen by ME!!
Thursday, February 16, 2012
I jumped off the cliff this week. I wrote something that one called pure trash. I jumped the shark and wrote a purely erotica piece. Yep. Purely erotic. Yes, there's a HEA (I can't not write one) and yes, there's love. Gotta have love. But it's HAWT. Will it be accepted? I have no idea. Honestly, it was a challenge I accepted to write it and it was written out of sheer fun. I hope that fun shines through. We'll see.
I also sent out Pan - now titled, Always - out to the editor. Will it be picked up? I have no idea. It's another story I love. Writing Wendy as a sub was a lot of fun. Peter the Dom. Shivers. Let's hope this one makes the cut as well.
As for what's next... I'm working on plans for the next Glow book. BUT!!! OOH!!!! I have a cover to reveal! My friend and crit partner and well, I just love her... Marteeka Karland created this. If you don't love it, you're dead. It's fantastic.
I give you: Down to Earth
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
What is it to be NAUGHTY? I thought, yanno, I use this word, but let's look up the meaning. I found:
adjective, -ti·er, -ti·est.
disobedient; mischievous (used especially in speaking to or about children): Weren't we naughty not to eat our spinach?
improper, tasteless, indecorous, or indecent: a naughty word.
Obsolete . wicked; evil.
What did I find for an illustration? Hee hee. Quite a bit of it wasn't for public consumption, but I did find this gem and well, it's the truth.
My question to you is this... if you want to win one of the books from my backlist which is always naughty... name one actor you'd like to get naughty with! The comment has to have the actor/actress' name, your name, and your email. If it doesn't have those three, then i can't count your comment. So come on. Tell me who you'd be naughty with!!!
And don't forget to patronize these blogs as well to keep hopping:
http://closeencounterswiththenightkind.blogspot.com/ Close Encounters with the Night Kind Blog link
http://natashablackthorneblog.blogspot.com/ Natasha Blackthorne's blog link
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Monday, February 13, 2012
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Comment on the snog below and you're entered to win a copy of Permanent. Read on!
contemp, m/m, anal sex, bdsm, voyeurism
Sometimes love just ain’t enough...
River Cortland trusted the person he loved. His faith couldn’t protect him from the bitter sting of a cold-hearted Domme. If he’s going to learn to trust again, he’s got to deal with his past. His roommate and best friend, Tory, has seen the physical damage and hasn’t walked away. Can he deal with the emotional scars as well?
Tory McClellan wanted the carefree life...until one night with River changed everything. There’s more to the shy art teacher and Tory wants to know everything-how he tastes, the scent of his skin, the feel of his body as they make love. What terror lies behind River’s brown eyes? Better yet, how can Tory make the sadness go away and be in River’s life, permanently?
Reader Advisory: This story contains flashbacks of a rape, anal sex, light bondage and spanking.
And now for the snog!
“You’re not really gay.” Oh, that sounded smart. Damn it. River shifted as Snowflake sniffed the air and stretched. She scampered onto the floor, flicked her tail in the air in her silent ‘screw you’ and left Tory and River alone on the couch. Even she thought he sounded stupid.
He turned back to Tory and gasped. Cocoa glittered in the depths of Tory’s eyes as he licked his lips. If he moved a little closer, River would be able to feel the texture of Tory’s lips against his.
“You never asked,” Tory murmured, swiping his tongue over the peachy skin. “And I wasn’t about to make a move that night.”
Jerked from his more than too personal appraisal of Tory’s mouth, River stared. “Huh?”
“You suck at subtlety. I know you look when you think I don’t see and I remember the way your body reacted when I held you. I liked it.” He closed the gap between them until only a breath kept them apart. “I’m not innocent and I have done some experimenting.” He inched closer, his arm and knee bumping River’s. “But I’ve waited too long for you to make a move.”
Not innocent? Experimenting? Make a move? If River didn’t know him better, he’d think Tory was attracted to him. The guys who tried to pick River up weren’t nearly as handsome as Tory. Most of the women hardly held a candle to Tory’s natural charisma.
River opened his mouth to reply, to tell Tory he had no idea what he wanted him to say. This will change our friendship? Duh. Being with me will seriously screw up your reputation at the station? Without a doubt. I’m head over heels in lust with you? Oh hell.
Instead of answering, River fused his lips to Tory’s. The guttural moan erupting from Tory’s throat spurred River on. He fisted the sleeve of Tory’s T-shirt in his hand. Holy fuck.
The more River tasted Tory, the more he wanted from him. River cupped Tory’s jaw, the rough stubble prickling his palm.
Tory broke the kiss long enough to click off the television. His eyelids drooped. “Take off my shirt.”
River didn’t think. He acted. He’d guessed right about Tory—the guy really did have a deep-down need to dominate. Now was the time to take his chance and live out his fantasy with Tory. River yanked the hem of Tory’s shirt up over his head and tossed the discarded clothing into the hallway. His nipples beaded. Cold air? Or arousal? River wasn’t sure.
Yes, sir. River feathered kisses over Tory’s jaw, rubbing his hands against Tory’s chest. He couldn’t get close enough to him. With a gentle, but firm nudge, Tory directed River to his pecs. River loved the firm texture of male nipples. Women’s were soft and forgiving. Men’s were more sensitive and needed care. Tory’s fingers twined into River’s hair, tugging the strands. River wasn’t into hardcore kink, but he needed the pleasure-pain. Needed to know he was responsible for Tory’s enjoyment.
“Fuck…want to fuck you.”
Saturday, February 11, 2012
For the hop today, I thought I'd share one of my favorite Valentine memories. Leave a comment and your email and you'll be in the hat for a $5 GC to Changeling Press. And because the hop is worth following...if you want to follow the rest of the hop, click here!
So about that memory.
My favorite Valentine memory came from college. I'd been dating my BF at the time for about three months. Not a really long time. But he was a good guy and I was happy, so it was a great three months. We didn't have a whole heck of a lot of money, so we planned a small little celebration in his dorm room. Kentucky Fried Chicken and twinkle lights. Now I hadn't planned on getting him anything big mostly because I didn't have the ready cash.
You're reading along and thinking, well, gee, this isn't really romantic. I'm getting there.
For my gift, he bought a balloon with a bunch of ribbons. The balloon had a bear in it - which I still have. In the balloon. I'd never seen the like. He kept pointing to the ribbons and saying they were so pretty. I thought, big deal, ribbons.
"No, look at the ribbons."
Again, Big Fat Deal.
He then tugged on one of the ribbons. He'd attached a ring to the ribbons. It wasn't an engagement ring, but it was a pretty silver ring with clear stones in the band. I still wear the ring with my wedding ring, even though it wasn't expensive, it was the thought behind it. Every time I look at the simple ring, I think of that Valentine's day.
What about you? What's your favorite Valentine memory? Tell me about it and don't forget to comment!
Friday, February 10, 2012
Thursday, February 9, 2012
I jumped into the great big blue and put my name in the goodreads hat. I've had books on there for a while now, but I didn't realize it. If you rate one of my books or leave a review, I will try to comment back. I appreciate all the reviews and ratings, even if they aren't always so high. Why? I do learn from them. I take them all, good and bad, into consideration. So thank you.
Want to follow me on goodreads? Click here!
In other news... I finished Pan today. I've read it through a bunch of times and had other eyes on it. I'm feeling good about it. It's not Pan the first time around. Sorry. I had to make it a second time Peter and Wendy get together. Making it the first time just seemed off to me.
I'm going to work on the final Glow book and a story for Roddy and Kane, since my short Take Me Home garnered so many comments. :-)
That's all for now. I've got to write a blurb!
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
I thought I'd include a bit of my favorite romantic prose as my offering for the hop. Actually it's not that romantic, but it's from one of my favorite romantic movies and I love this line from the movie, The Goodbye Girl.
Paula McFadden: I thought you said you were decent.
Elliot Garfield: I am decent. I also happen to be naked.
Now its your turn. What do you have to do? Follow the blog and leave a comment with your favorite line from a romantic movie! Campy, sappy, it doesn't matter. What's up for grabs? A copy of any ONE book from my backlist!
THE FINE PRINT: But you have to follow the directions to get your name in the hat. Those failing to add all the pertinent info won't be included in the drawing. The Winner will be drawn and posted on the blog on Feb 14th as well as emailed.
Now follow, comment, and go forth on the hop!
Monday, February 6, 2012
And am I stoked! Sure am! Here's the links so you can check them all out:
Megan Slayer's Believe
Wendi Zwaduk's Someone Like You
Megan Slayer's Permanent
The Romancing The Valentine Giveaway Hop is being hosted by Reading Romances!
There's a pdf from my backlist up for grabs. What do you have to do? Follow my blog and comment on this post. What kind of comment? You favorite Valentine's Day memory. Yep. A memory. So let me see those memories and I'll use random.org to select a winner to be posted on VALENTINES DAY!!!!
What you can win here:
Number of winners:
How to enter:
Hop and enter the other giveaways!
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Under and Over It is up for Book of the Month over at Long and Short Erotic Reviews. I'd be thrilled to earn your vote. So get out there and make a selection!
Here's the cover and blurb:
Regan Finley's photography makes the local music scene shine. He's four months from his final exhibition and graduation. But instead of preparing for the party, he's fretting about his exhibition theme -- bondage and passion. There's one person he wants to make his exhibition come to life, if he can convince his housemate to participate.
Camryn Tate plays the music that makes the young girls scream. He likes being a local rock hero. When he finds out what Regan wants for the exhibition, Cam has to make a decision. He can let Regan have his commanding way and get the pictures he needs for the exhibition, or he can walk away from the best roommate and friend he's ever known... all because of a little ball of nylon rope.
Get your copy here!