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Say It’s Not Over

(This is the final part of the Say What You Want series)

Dustin Fenton is left with a choice: to continue his two year relationship with Jess, or to end it in pursuit of Shawn Baker, a man who could literally give him everything he ever asked for. 

When Jess kicks Dustin out of their apartment, demanding that Dustin really thinks about what he wants, Dustin finds himself calling Shawn one last time. After all, where else does Dustin have left to go? He doesn’t have any family, and he has so few friends, and all of them know Jess. But is it really a good idea for him to see Shawn again? 

(Forgive me for not updating more frequently, my new job is kicking my butt. <3)

Her Punishment

PART THREE OF THE VICKY & MORDECAI SERIES

It’s only been a few days since Vicky Morrison became billionaire Mordecai Falconi’s companion, and already she seems to have found her rhythm. She’s dressed and ready to take on the day, only to realize that Mordecai is no where to be found upon entering his office building. In fact, he isn’t his usual self at all. 

When Vicky realizes she’s done something worthy punishment, she doesn’t resist. She lets him take what he wants and endures it without protest. The girl at the desk, Jessica, gives Vicky her sympathy. Will Vicky make friends at her new “job,” or will Mordecai take them away from her, too? 

WARNING: Intended for an 18+ audience. Depictions of explicit sexual activity within.

Subject Optional

So for the past week or so, the ex has been leaving for work at around 5am. This morning, it was 3:30am. Since I live in the upstairs apartment, I have to come downstairs to take over the child-watch after she leaves. This means I’ve been getting up at these times, coming downstairs, and some mornings passing out on the couch while I wait for my child to wake up, or realizing my child is already awake and therefore entertaining him until he has to go to pre-school. 

Needless to say, I tend to post blog posts at night, and instead of blogging, I’ve been crashing at around 9pm. Since I haven’t written anything today, and since I have to pick up my brother from work after midnight, I’ll be up for a while yet and yes, I have to get up at 5:30 tomorrow morning. 

Clearly, sleep and I haven’t been friends. Hell, writing and I haven’t been very friendly with one another, this past week. I’ve been trying to determine whether it’s a lack of inspiration (I’ve had dips before) or lack of motivation, and I’m not sure which it is. Maybe it’s a combination of both. Maybe my stress levels have gotten that high again. Either way, I’ve fallen behind of my goal for 2k words daily. I might be able to swing 2k tonight once I’m sure my kid’s fallen asleep, but that’ll still put me about 2k behind. 

Thing is, I don’t know what to write. I haven’t felt like writing smut, so I’ve been editing a couple of pieces instead that I intend to release as a group of shorts in one book. I did finish the rewrite and expansion of Just as Human. It went from 4k words in length to 14k words in length. I have been going back and forth on what my NaNo project should be (either finish Seize the Day or Stellar). I have fanfics I’ve started and stopped. Other works I need to edit in order to submit them to short story markets. Story ideas that are just rattling around in my brain, waiting to be used.

My life is a mess and I know that means my writing tends to get messy, too. I don’t feel blocked; uninspired and blocked aren’t the same things, to me. I know I need to work on Vicky & Mordecai soon, as well as the last chapter of Say What You Want. I know in November I’m not going to be uploading all that many books, either, to Amazon, because my NaNo project(s) will eat my soul. 

I’m hoping I can claw my way out of this, soon. 

An Unusual Interrogation

Look, I’ll admit I’m pretty shameless. The Fuck or Die trope is one of my favorites, especially when it involves throwing two people who don’t really like one another into the same room and ordering them to have sex. It’s a weakness of mine. And therefore I wrote something that involves this weakness. 

Either way, said piece involving said trope is now up for sale on Amazon! Why not go and take a gander. 😉 I’d write a more involved blog post tonight, but I just got back from band practice, took out the trash, had a few laughs with the ex, figured out when I needed to be up tomorrow morning, and now I am beat. 

Life is pretty good right now, though. Why not spare a couple of dollars and make my day even brighter? 🙂

His Companion

Part Two of the Vicky & Mordecai series is finally here! 

Vicky Morrison arrives at her new apartment, one fully furnished and provided to her by Mordecai Falconi himself. With her mind still reeling over the days’ events (and the hours she spent under Mordecai’s body), she still doesn’t quite grasp the position she’s put herself in. While she’s Mordecai’s assistant on paper, she’s nothing more than a well-paid escort, right?

Does it really matter? Mordecai gave her the chance at a whole new life, one where she doesn’t have to worry about debt or where her next meal is coming from. But what’s with everyone giving her those pitying looks? And telling her it’s okay to leave a position she literally just started? Just as she starts to wonder whether she’s really cut out to be Mordecai’s companion, she finds herself giving in to him all over again.

Is this really what she wants?

ADULT CONTENT within. Intended for an 18+ audience. Explicit sexual situations and occasional harsh language.