I knew that would get your attention.
But first: THE SINGING!
On the Fifth Day of Samhain, My True Love Gave to Me
FIIIIIIVE Screeching Bats,
Four Pumpkin Donuts,
Three Thirsty Vampires,
Two Shuffling Zombies,
And a Severed Head in a Bare Tree!
In other news, I’ve decided to move my 30 Day Happiness Challenge posts to a second post when the regular daily one runs long so you aren’t forced to watch me try to improve myself when you really want to read about books, writing, and SMUT. 😀
Well, I wrote the first 6 pages of a new kinky smut story for my alter ego, A. Sangrey Black. It’s a sequel to my/her popular short “If Wishes Were Shadows,” and stars the same characters. It was one of those stories that hit me like a brick… while I was sleeping. Writers sometimes are blessed with these, tales that simply bust fully formed from the subconscious, and stick. I woke up in the middle of the night, turned on the little flashlight in my Kindle, and scrawled the rather rich outline in the nearest thing I could find — my journal. Somebody will have fun with that if they ever find it someday. I sketched out the sex scenes as I had dreamed them, and feeling a little… turned on by them myself, called the idea good.
So I started writing yesterday, and six UNPLANNED pages full of video games and sex somehow inserted themselves in. I don’t know if it could be turned into a plot, exactly, but… you know I wonder, how much plot do people want in their smut? Do they ever just want smut for its own sake? There was some plot in “If Wishes Were Shadows,” maybe even enough to hang and entire novel on… but at the time it felt like a short story, and came out that way. It was my first foray into BDSM (FUN with vampires, believe me!), and I don’t think I was entirely sure of myself. But I had written this kind of kink before (back in the fanfiction days), so I thought I’d put that to use in “original” fiction.
Next comes… so to speak… the part I actually dreamed about, and it is HARD, DARK kink — as the original story was. I don’t think my publisher really warns readers enough. This isn’t what usually passes for BDSM in erotica these days. It’s goes to a far darker place, a place where it would be unacceptable for humans to go, but when you’re talking about vampires, it feels like something different. They are indestructible. They have a different relationship with pain and pleasure, a different kind of sexuality. I’ve always loved exploring that in fiction. BUT readers should really know ahead of time that it might not be to their taste, especially if they like things in the style of 50 Shades.
ANYHOOO… I seem to have forgotten my original point. Right — fully formed story from subconscious, like Athena from Zeus’ skull (ew). At the same time, I’m developing my NaNo novel, and trying to crank out as much freelance work as I can so I’ll at least have a little money for Christmas!
TALK ABOUT BUSY!!!
Bloodthirsty Muses 