Escapism is my friend

I’m still feeling the loss of my pup. I tear up all the time. I can still see him sitting his rump on my couch – because he knew his feet weren’t allowed up there and I still find myself bending down to give him a treat or saying, “mommy loves her boys – be good,” as I head off to work. But there is only one boy now.

I knew I needed to lose myself in a new story, but I had to finish His to Own. I wanted the three stories previously published in the Master’s Touch series to be back on the market, before I started writing the fourth. It took a long time to reverse the changes the publisher had made, but I finally uploaded it to Amazon this afternoon. It is probably my favorite of that series so far and I enjoyed going back through it, but there’s nothing like creating a new story.

The characters will share their story in bits and pieces. I’ll wake up in the middle of the night and finally understand why this person did this or said that. It’s so cool when all the pieces finally fit together. It can’t fill the void of losing my pup, but it can help me escape for a while.

In the couple of hours I’ve been working on it, I’m at a little over two thousand words. I have a long journey ahead, with twists and turns and I’m sure the characters will throw me a curve of their own before it’s completed, but it feels good to be excited about something.

If you haven’t visited the world of Master’s Touch, you can find it here. The third book, His to Own, should be available shortly.


Character’s Perspective for His to Own

Today we have with us Brett and Angela from the erotic romance novel His to Own.

If you could have changed one of your actions – just one – what would it be, and why?

Brett – I would have put my foot down before Angela scened with that wanna-be Dom.

Angela – I shouldn’t have judged Brett based on my ex-husband’s actions.

Excluding your own, what is your favorite book?

Brett – Although I wanted to pop Sean a few times, I still find his relationship with Michelle to be inspiring.

Angela – The One and Only was a good, but my favorite was All Grown Up. Brianna struggled with completely trusting Steven and I can relate to her.

Were you reluctant to have your story told?

Brett – I don’t enjoy the spotlight, but I hope it will encourage other Doms to act quicker than I did.

Angela – I made so many mistakes that I wish I could have kept hidden.

Brett – You didn’t do anything wrong, Angela. You protected your family and friends at the expense of your own happiness. That’s nothing to be ashamed of, sweetheart.

Put three items in a time capsule you will open in 25 years. What are your items?

Angela – A picture of the deerskin flogger he used on me when we were first exploring.

Brett – Just a picture? (He laughed.)

Angela – I’m not willing to give it up for 25 years. Are you?

Brett – You know the answer to that pretty girl.

Angela – A picture of the stainless steel, jeweled butt plug should go into the time capsule too. (She started to blush.)

Brett – That leather dress you wore that night at the club would have to be included as well.

Thanks for visiting with me today. If you’d like to learn more about Brett and Angela Click here


Odd, but wonderful weekend

We had such plans and almost none of them came to fruition, but that’s okay. We had a wonderful time anyway. Thursday we were going to the lake for a late afternoon, sunset cruise. Unfortunately, the wind and clouds rolled in and made it impossible. Instead, we took our son out to dinner to celebrate the release of his first book, Night.

Friday morning, we hit the road running and drove south about a hundred miles, to out run the storm. We went both antiquing and junk yarding. Not everyone’s cup of tea, I understand, but we enjoy it. In addition to finding a few trinkets, we laughed and talked and reveled in each other’s company.

On Saturday, the storm hit with a force we hadn’t expected. By mid-morning the washes were running and we knew it wouldn’t be safe to bring our family and friends up here. If they actually made it to our home, I wasn’t sure they’d make it back down the hill safely. The party had to be cancelled. Not a big deal for me, I’m not a party person. Though I wouldn’t admit this to my son, who had planned and organized it for us, I was the tiniest bit relieved to not have to interact with everyone. 

His day wasn’t a whole bust, though. We spent a few hours watching the stats roll in on his book, Night. It debuted at number eleven on the All Romance ebook bestseller list and was spotted at number thirty-three on Amazon’s Gay Fiction list. With the upsurge of excitement, he sat down at the computer and wrote a little over 8000 words on his third book Wonder, which is due to the publisher in a couple of weeks.

I managed to squeeze in a bit of writing too, around all the normal household chores that always seem to be put off until the weekend. His To Own is tearing me up a bit. Brett and Alexa have hit a rough patch. Sean, the owner of the BDSM club, Cat Tails and hero of The One and Only, is trying to interject some logic into the situation. Sadly, when hearts are involved, logic doesn’t always save the day.

On Sunday, you couldn’t sand blast the smile off my face. The biggest reason being my husband didn’t leave on a month long business trip. There were no tearful goodbyes or driving home from the airport with a hole in my chest where my heart belongs. 

Today, I woke beside my love. The sun is shining, the birds are chirping and all is right with the world. Now to get to work on Brett and Alexa…

Fun Day Planned

Last night, I received the paperback copies of volume one of the Desired Discipline series. Basically, it’s just the paper copy of Bondage Anniversary and Bondage Celebration combined into one. It’s silly, really, I’m a total ereader fan. I hardly ever buy an actual paper or hard bound book anymore. Yet, holding a copy of my own book, in my hands, somehow made this crazy journey feel real.

As I’ve mentioned, probably way too many times, our anniversary is Friday. We had the whole day planned, but the weather is trying to put a damper on it. Luckily, we found out in a enough time to switch things up a bit. Instead of hitting the lake tomorrow, as is our tradition, we will go out tonight and watch the sun set. We will bring the camera and try to catch the breathtaking views on–well I was going to say film, but I guess that’s a bit out dated–let’s try…the memory card. It doesn’t flow quite as well, but I suppose it’s accurate.

A few of you have been asking, so I wanted to update you…I’ve got good news. My wonderful husband canceled his trip to Boston. It will be rescheduled once I’m able to accompany him. Hopefully, when it’s a bit warmer. I doubt it can be postponed until September or October, but I would love to visit during the early fall.

His to Own is due to my editor tomorrow and unfortunately, it’s going to be late. Life has been getting in the way too often. The story is coming together quite well though and it should be finished shortly. Some of my readers are encouraging me to hurry it up and start on Bondage Unlimited, Andre’s story. Apparently, he’s a bit anxious too. He visited me in the shower this morning and told me a bit of his predicament. Funny, how such a nice guy managed to mess up his life so completely. He is resourceful and has a host of friends, I have no doubt he will find his happily ever after.

I’m off to pack for our sunset lake trip and then I promise, I’ll start writing 🙂


Signed, sealed and delivered

Bondage Seduction is completed. The final edits are done and it was shipped off to the publisher for the final time this afternoon. I can’t believe how good it feels to have that completed. I don’t know why I let edits freak me out so much, but I fully admit I do.

Bondage Seduction will be the fourth in the Desired Discipline series. I joke that it is pretty much non-stop sex and there is some truth in that statement. Ted was a tough character. He really didn’t want to share his story with me, but he simply couldn’t resist Meri.

I’m about halfway finished with His To Own. I’ve been stalled for a day or two. For some odd reason, I can’t seem to work through a particular sex scene. It just isn’t flowing for me. Of course, life has thrown me a few curves here lately, but I think the worst has passed (cross my fingers and toes).

Tonight is a dinner celebration and family time. My little girl turned twenty-four today. Yikes, that’s hard to believe. I still picture her as a cute little toddler offering to share her slobbery, birthday cupcake and with wide, brilliant eyes announcing that the candle was h-o-t. Funny, how I can’t remember where I put my glasses, but that memory is still fresh and strong.

Tomorrow is booked with an odd assortment of events, but Thursday I’m kicking some serious butt on His To Own. Alexa is about to have her world turned upside down by one hot and domineering Top.