Synchronize your oysters!

My oyster-shell watch is set ahead for March 2011 and calibrated for GMT-5. Why? That's when my story "Eastern Daylight Time" will appear in the next anthology from Oysters & Chocolate, Nice Girls, Naughty Sex. This print collection will be published by Seal Press and follows last year's Oysters & Chocolate: Erotic Stories of Every Flavor. And so far I've seen that my story will be synchronized with pieces by Janine Ashbless, Heidi Champa, Annemarie Hartnett, and Kristina Wright. (Who else?)

Thank you, O Oysters!

Quoted in "Context"

Visit the Xcite Books website to download a free sample story from my e-collection, Spark My Moment! The freebie is a piece called "Context." (I'd tell you more... but I don't want to take it out of context.)

I'm Entitled

Sex and Satisfaction was one of the first Xcite story anthologies published, and it contains one of the first erotic stories I wrote, "Any Day of the Week."

Now Xcite has released stories from Sex and Satisfaction in the form of mini e-books—and I was so excited to learn that "Any Day of the Week" is the title piece of the e-volume in which it appears!

Don't Miss Charlotte's Show!

Helia and I have gone off on vacation, but I told my friend Charlotte "Mighty Viper" Stein that she could use our place while we were away. It is a drag, of course, that we're not there while CMVS is throwing a party and dancing on our coffee table and playing the tuba and knee cymbals like Dick Van Dyke in Mary Poppins... but you, I hope, will drop in and see what she's up to.

Ah, there you are now. Splendid! Just open the door and go on in. And give our regards to the brilliant Charlotte!

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As Jeremy was so kind as to let me guest on his blog for the release of my latest novella, I’ve done a poem in his honour. Yeah, you heard that right. A poem. Run away now, if you’re frightened.

Oh, Jeremy is really great
When I think of him
I always think of sexy stories
But weirder than that
I think of hats, and socks, and sweater-vests.
I do not know why Jeremy
Is so associated with items of clothing
In my head
But there it is.
He would look pretty weird wearing
Only a hat and socks and a sweater-vest.
But he’s so cool,
I’m sure he could pull it off.

Genius, no? I’m the next Joyce Carol Oates! Only rubbish and with lots of talk of clothing.

Anyhoo, on to the purpose of this guest post: my story filled with fairy goodness, Tigerlily, is out July 19th from Total-E-Bound. I don’t know when Jeremy is going to post this, so I could be speaking to you from the future, and it’s already out, or from the past, and you’re still anxiously, anxiously waiting for it (I know you’re just so damned anxious for my tiny story).

But here’s an excerpt from it, to tide you over:

“There was a guy, running a blue streak through the trees. Mae Connelly could see him, even amidst the febrile greenery and the lowering light, arms pumping. Legs pumping. Cock swinging in the breeze.


Which was when she decided to stand up, and get a better look.


Purely out of simple curiosity, of course. Nothing unseemly about stepping off your porch to gawk at a man who appeared to be running through the field behind your house, buck ass nekkid.


And it didn’t sadden her—not even a little—when he ploughed into the long grass and everything below the waist got cut off. No—not even a little bit, uh-uh. After all, she was just a concerned citizen.


Concerned about someone who sure looked terrified. He looked more than terrified—she could see him, turning his head every five seconds as though expecting to see hellhounds behind him, chomping at his heels. He kept almost stumbling, like fear wouldn’t let him keep his footing.


And as he veered closer to her house, she could definitely make out red, striping his upper arms. The fact that said upper arms were sinewy with muscle and very nice indeed took a shameful backseat.


She shouted before her brain confirmed that doing so was a good idea.


“Hey!”


It was definitely not a good idea. He fell almost immediately, at the sound of her voice. She saw him turn, and then it was all just tits over ass and nothing but the long grass, stirring, to suggest that he had ever been there.


All the possible reasons that someone could be running, naked and terrified, went through her head: escape from a forced nudist colony. Being hunted by a Terminator from the future. Sex game that went horribly, horribly wrong. Or right, depending on your kink.


But none of them seemed either a) plausible or b) sane. As far as she knew, forced nudist colonies didn’t even exist. And likely Terminators and time travel machines didn’t, either. Especially not ones that sent you through time with your ass hanging out.”

And a blurb, in case you’re still not convinced:

Oh what’s a girl to do, when she finds a sexy, naked man in her back garden?


When a naked guy turns up in Mae’s back garden, she can’t decide if he’s crazy or sent from heaven. He can’t remember his name, or where he’s from, but he seems to know one thing for certain- Mae is in need of some hot loving, and fast.


However, the more he persuades her to let go and give in, the more she finds herself believing that she’s met him before. But childhood games with a boy who she’s sure had wings on his back are giving way to her deepest sexual fantasies, and dreams of another world entirely are not far behind…

And a link to where you can eventually buy it/have bought it/will be having to buy it/never want to buy it ever:

http://www.total-e-bound.com/product.asp?strParents=&CAT_ID=&P_ID=845

Thanks a million, Jezza!

Spark my excerpt!

The wonderful M. Christian and the gang over at Frequently Felt are running an excerpt from Spark My Moment. So if you run on over, you can catch up with it!

Thanks, MC & Co.!

Twosomes to Threesomes

Xcite Books is now offering three e-books for the price of two!

"Out-sexying" sex, banter as foreplay, and subjectively appealing kinks

It's all there in my answers to Lux Zakari's interview questions, part of her Dirtyville/Kinkyville series. Bring your balloons, and I'll supply the hot air!

News du jour

A couple of pieces of news today...

My new story collection, Spark My Moment, is now available in iPhone format.

And at the UK's recent Erotic Trade Only convention, Xcite Books was awarded "best erotic book brand." Here's what that means for you:

"To celebrate we have a special three for two book deal on paperbacks. Buy any two paperbacks and get a third one free. Offer available in July 2010 only."

"It's a pleasure to watch them"

Have you met Sharazade? She's a rich new voice in erotica, author of a story collection called Transported: Erotic Travel Tales. I recently had Transported transported my way by a retailer, and I've been relishing the author's sensuous and evocative descriptions, her intimate rendering of protagonist psychology, and her eyebrow-cocking wit.

And I was transported to ecstasy myself when I saw Shar's review of Rock My Socks Off! Here's a sample of what she said:

These are two wise-cracking, affectionate smart-asses. They’re a good match, and it’s a pleasure to watch them interact.

You had me at "smart-asses," Shar.

Read the whole thing here!

"Socks" sur l'herbe

Writes the fabulous Kristina Lloyd:

Look! I'm so engrossed in RMSO the car has rusted away and the weeds are threatening to choke us!

Thanks for the dedicated reading, KL—and the priceless postcard!

Just toot the horn when you've finished the book, and we'll send a savanna taxi to collect you. (Or possibly a friendly antelope.)

Leeds leads!

As the Rock My Socks Off presence has continued to grow within the Waterstones chain, the city of Leeds has taken the lead in stocking me with confidence! Thank you for showing such Leedership, Leeds!