Monthly Archives: April 2013
If you follow my #AYWN blog you may have noticed several things I’ve consistently skipped over. Well this is what I’m going to do about it. Stop trying. I’m going to set them aside and concentrate on other things. Because for me personally, nothing is worse than reading a book where you can tell the author’s mind was somewhere else. I’ll come back to them when I’m feeling the manuscripts again.
In light of this new light-bulb moment this is what’s happening. I’m working on a polyamorous bisexual vampire novel entitled Multifarious. The book is set in the world of “Life is Priceless” but has nothing to do with the series. The first peek into this world comes from my anthology submission Life is Unforgiving releasing in Storm Moon Press’ Serve Me anthology. Y’all can get a little preview of the world and Multifarious with that one. Personally, Life is Unforgiving is my favorite anthology submission I’ve done so far. I’m a whore for dubious/nonconsensual reads.
I’ve decided to write a polyamorous book (finally) because I’ve had several people come to me asking if I’d write one. If you don’t know, I’m polyamorous myself and enjoy a very healthy relationship. Hence; “ARE YOU GOING TO WRITE A POLY BOOK?!” From multiple people.
Moving on! I’m also going to concentrate on several anthology calls from Storm Moon Press. I’m pretty sure SMP is convinced I’m an anthology whore but that’s besides the point. Well, because I am. Which is ironic considering I don’t read anthologies all that often. I’m also going to concentrate on a book centering on WWII concentration camps. Don’t worry, it’s a romance. As to how it ends well… You just have to wait and see.
On another note: if you stalk me on Twitter or something you may or may not have seen a new change in my life. My friend Vicktor Alexander offered me the position of co-owner of his publishing house Rooster and Pig Publishing. I accepted. So now my time is divided between writing, going through edits, and running R&P behind the scenes.
I’ve thought a lot about publishing through my new co-owned company but I’ve decided against it. I want to feel the anticipation of “am I accepted or aren’t I?” like every other author. With going through my own company that feeling diminishes to near nil and that’s no fun. Plus, I love the satisfaction of knowing someone else thought my writing was good enough to publish. What? I’m narcissist so sue me.
There you have it. That’s what is happening with me.
What’s happening with you?
Xerxes sighs as he drops on the bus stop bench. Tonight was a hard night but it’s monumental. He’s ninety-one days sober and for him that’s a major accomplishment. What’s even harder, to his surprise, was confronting what he did. Tonight he stood in front of his fellow AA members and finally retold what happened. His reasons for being here.
His AA meetings were mandatory ordered by the court. Now, Xerxes comes because he wants to. He needs to.
Someone Xerxes has never seen before tonight sits next to him with a grunt. He remembers seeing this man in the meeting, a first timer. “It was.” Xerxes sneaks a peek out of the corner of his eye. For a man with only one leg, this stranger gets around rather well.
“Do you really feel that guilty or was it for the meeting?”
Xerxes’ heard this question before from one’s he’s told, which isn’t many. “Yeah.” He looks to the oil stained concrete, his hands wring together with unchecked nausea. “What I did, how I acted, there’s no apology big enough or sincere enough.”
The man makes a sound close to contemplation. “Did you ever meet the man or anything?”
“No, I’m too much of a coward.” Xerxes wants to throw up. “But I know his name.”
“That’s a step in the right direction. What’s his name?”
“Xylon Xavier.” Saying the man’s name aloud twists his gut.
The man shifts and the amputated leg, fitted with a prosthetic, invades Xerxes’ peripheral vision. “Another X name like yours.”
He chokes on a chuckle. “Yeah, kind of ironic.” Xerxes’ leg bounces with unvoiced thoughts and emotions.
“It haunts you, doesn’t it?”
Xerxes wipes his palms on his jeans to help relieve the clammy feeling. “I have nightmares. Sometimes I wake up screaming, a few crying.”
A warm hand on Xerxes’ shoulder giving a comfort squeeze helps him center himself. “Would it help if he forgives you?”
“Why would he? After what I did, what I took, that man should hate me.”
“Maybe he did and after he hears you, meets you, he will forgive you.”
Xerxes looks up into bright blue eyes. “What makes you so sure?”
This man smiles, it’s so soft and comforting, “Because I forgave the man who did this to me.” He gestures to his amputated leg.
“I don’t think he could forgive me.”
The other shifts a little closer and a flush heats Xerxes skin. “You think so little of Xylon Xavier?”
“No,” Xerxes looks away, for some reason he can’t stand to look at this man anymore, “I think that little of myself.”
“You shouldn’t.” The man’s comforting hand moves to Xerxes’ neck and gives a comforting squeeze, “Come to dinner with me tomorrow night? Come on, you deserve some fun.”
This man must’ve seen his indecision but he’s right, Xerxes needs something for himself. “Okay.”
The man smiles and it’s the most beautiful, life giving smile, Xerxes has seen in a long time. “I’ll pick you up here, tomorrow night, eight?”
Xerxes nods, “I’d like that.”
A car pulls up and a driver steps out to open the back door. “Dress nice.” The man stands and nods to the driver.
“Hey! I didn’t get your name.”
The man pauses, the door to the car blocking Xerxes’ view, another bright smile lights the man’s face. “Xylon Xavier. Till tomorrow night, Xerxes.” Xylon disappears into the car with a grunt before Xerxes has a chance to say anything.
Xerxes stares as the car pulls away, his mouth hanging open. He can’t believe it. He just… He… Xerxes’ stomach lurches. Throwing up next to the bench, Xerxes can’t process what happened. What’s worse is he said he’d go out on a date with the man.
What is he going to do?
Available Friday, June 21, 2013 from Storm Moon Press
For some people there’s nothing more appealing than the idea of a man forced to serve against his will, as a second-class citizen: a slave. Despite the dark history surrounding forced servitude and slavery, there remains a growing desire for depictions of fetishized slavery fantasies. Like rape fantasy, the appeal for readers in slave fiction lies not in a desire for the actual act, but in the ability to explore such things in a safe space. Many people harbor a secret wish to be forced into certain acts that they know they want, but have been socially conditioned to abhor. Such is the core of the Serve Me anthology. Be warned: these are not stories of consensual, negotiated power exchange. The stories in this anthology focus on true sexualized, erotic slavery: stories of men forced, coerced, or otherwise bound into a second-class life servicing another in whatever ways their master sees fit.
When The Mercenary Brendan initially purchases Lorne, it’s with the intent of trading the slave to pay off his debts. By the time the pair make it back to Brendan’s home, though, he no longer wants to give the other man up. In As You Wish, banker Samuel purchases the defiant Apollo at auction, thinking the slave will bring a contentment Samuel has been lacking. But Samuel’s no master, and very quickly, the tables are turned, though neither man seems to mind. Blood slave Aidan learns quickly that Life Is Unforgiving when he is sold to new vampire master Ryce and taken from his lover, fellow slave Aaron. And even though Ryce is kinder than Aidan’s former master, a gilded cage is still a cage when one must endure it alone.
During a failed raid on a powerful Yakuza’s holdings, gang member Yuta is left behind and captured. The owner, Takashima, takes a shine to young Yuta and makes him Takashima’s Pet, whether Yuta likes it or not. Warrior Idris became part of The Spoils when his tribe was defeated by the Greek armies, and now he fights for the amusement of his owner. When the mysterious Kage hands Idris his first defeat in the arena and is then quickly purchased by Idris’ owner, he sets Idris on a path that could lead to his freedom, or his total destruction. Finally, Two Sides tells the twin stories of Akito and Kusaka, rival commanders each captured and enslaved by the other side. Tradition battles with emotion as the two men and their owners come to terms with their new realities.
Contains stories from: Anna Hedley, Fox Lee, Gabriel Belthir, K.C. Morgan, L. Alonso Corona, and Lor Rose
Length: 75,000 words