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Monday, April 30, 2012

And The Winners Are...


The April Goodreads Giveaway for Southwest Shifters Volume One has eneded. Congratulations to Alyson, Alexandrea, and Katie! You will be receiving your copies in the mail shortly.
Thank you to all three hundred and seventy-one people who participated. I hope you'll check back here for updates on coming releases and more giveaways.
Have a great week and Happy Reading!


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Thursday, April 26, 2012

Sapphic Planet Blog Tour ~ Nan Andrews



Welcome to the Sapphic Planet Blog Tour, April 23 – May 4! We’re giving away a free download of Sapphic Planet to one lucky commenter – be sure to check out all the posts on our tour: http://www.writermarketing.co.uk/prpromotion/blog-tours/currently-on-tour/sapphic-planet/.  
The more blogs you comment on, the more chances to win!

Today, welcome author Nan Andrews, with her short story, Her Smile.

Instant Connections

Do you believe in love at first sight? I'm not sure I do. It's never happened to me. My sister fell in love that way. She met her husband at a party; he was from out of town and they talked on the phone for a week and then spent two weeks together on a trip. He proposed during the trip and she accepted. They were married a few months later. I remember thinking that they both looked like they'd been run over by the “love truck.”


            It has always taken me longer to get to know someone enough to feel the love. But I do believe in instant connections. That feeling of electricity that can happen when you meet someone. Maybe it's just lust or maybe it's the ability to recognize something in the other person that's like you, that fits you. It might grow into love, or it might burn itself out when faced with all the details of real life. Who knows. But the important thing is acknowledging it.


            My mom used to tell me that opportunity knocks at the back door, too, and not to forget to open it. I think that instant connections are like that. They can catch you off guard. You may be grocery shopping or walking down the street or waiting for a bus and suddenly you see something in someone. The way they walk or the way they push the hair out of their eyes. Maybe it's something more subtle, like a fragrance or the angle of their body. Maybe it's their smile that lights up your day. Whatever it is, it makes you feel different. Lighter, happier, or maybe just unsettled; too hot or too cold. Once I fell for a woman at a book reading who had the most beautiful ankles. She was wearing a pair of high heels with ribbons that wound around her calves. I followed her around all night, thinking about having her feet in my lap, my fingers lightly circling one perfect ankle. That was just for an evening, but I made sure I complimented her on the shoes before she left and I saved that picture in my mind.


            Sometimes that instant connection can be very intense. Have you ever seen someone on the bus and made up a future with them? Just skipping town and heading to some beach where you sit by the water and drink tropical drinks, gaze into each others eyes and have mad sex? Have you ever stood beside someone in an elevator and wanted to undress them right there? It's intoxicating.


            Often, though, these things happen when its completely impractical to do anything about them. You're already in a relationship or you're late for work or you just don't have the courage to follow through. But what if you did? What if you went up to that person and asked their name, smiled and told them that they were lovely, exciting, alive? What do you have to lose?


            In my story, Her Smile, Elaine is feeling depressed and lifeless in the aftermath of a failed relationship until she catches sight of Margarite's smile and it lights up her world. She tries to make light of the moment, but finds that she just can't. She finally does something about it. When she follows her heart, Elaine discovers that following through on such an instant connection can open up a wonderful new path.


Excerpt from Her Smile


            The brunette looked out toward the ocean, and her smile caught me off-guard. It lit up her otherwise unremarkable face like fireworks. The sparkle in her eyes was obvious from fifty feet away. I couldn't help but stare. She laughed again and looked back at her friends.  I sat and sipped my bourbon, hoping for another glimpse of the smile, not worried if she caught me staring. I had nothing to lose.


            The group settled their check, and I decided it was time to leave, too. The two blonds left toward the front, but the brunette headed for the beach-side gate. I decided to follow her.


            She headed across the sand without a backward glance. Her long legs stretched out to stride easily across the beach. I struggled in my fashionable sandals to keep up without being too obvious. She was headed for the nearest set of stairs up to the pier. That was a relief. I didn't think I could handle a long walk on the beach. At the bottom of the stairs, I shook the sand out of my shoes and followed.


            The pier was sparsely populated by a few fisherman, two screaming toddlers chasing gulls and some tourists eating ice cream cones. The glare off the waves was too bright, and I wished I hadn't had the second drink. My head was starting to throb.


            The brunette walked down to the end of the pier and leaned against the railing, looking out to sea. I slowed as I reached her, taking the opportunity to look more closely. The jeans were faded and tight- fitting across her thighs. I admired the way the material cupped her ass, rising up in the middle. I wanted to slide my fingers there, between her cheeks, and feel her muscles clench at the invasion.


            Her hair fell past her shoulders, and I could see the bones of her spine through the thin material of her shirt. I thought about lifting the hair off the nape of her neck and kissing my way down her back, from the nob at the top to the curve at the base. I licked my lips. After all the beautiful people in Jolene's, she had a freshness I could almost taste.


Author Bio

            Nan Andrews's stories have appeared in numerous anthologies, including Voyeur Eyes OnlyWhere the Girls Are: Urban Lesbian Erotica and Iridescense: Sensuous Shades of Lesbian Erotica. She is a member of Sapphic Planet, the Erotic Authors Association and ERWA, and lives in Northern California.
Nan Andrews on the web





     


Sapphic Planet Blurb


Welcome to the Sapphic Planet, a literary realm where women are free to love one another without fear of prejudice or reprisal. Inside these pages you'll discover nineteen stories written specifically to tease and titillate your senses. 


From a frolic in the rain with a Bathing Beauty, to a concerned sibling showing his sister some Brotherly Love, and everything in between – whether you're in the mood for steamy romance or unrequited lust, we've got a story guaranteed to satisfy your cravings.


This anthology showcases just a fraction of the talent from the writers of Sapphic Planet, a group specifically created for authors and aspiring authors of quality lesbian literature. Now sit back, relax and enter our world. Afterwards, while waiting to catch your breath, take a moment to visit us online at www.sapphicplanet.com 
Contributing Authors
Beth Wylde, Jean Roberta, Kissa Starling, Jodi Payne, Meg Leigh,
Jennifer Cross, Dylynn DeSaint, JT Langdon, Allison Wonderland,
Nan Andrews, Fiona Zedde, Ann Cory, Adriana Kraft, Dalia Craig,
Stephanie Rose, Tenille Brown, Kira Chase, Moondancer Drake, Roxy Katt


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Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Leah Petersen: FIGHTING GRAVITY Blog Tour and Giveaway


Leah Petersen is here today as part of the blog tour for her new science fiction novel, Fighting Gravity. Leah is sharing her secrets on world building as well as an excerpt from her book. Enjoy!

And don't forget to leave a comment. Leah will be giving away a prize pack containing hand knit items: a hat, and a replica of the symbol of an important institution referenced in Fighting Gravity to TWO randomly drawn commenters during the tour.
Follow Leah's tour for more chances to win. Check here for her other stops: 
Creating New Worlds for Science Fiction Stories

One thing you hear sometimes from readers is “where do you come up with that stuff?” and “I could never think of things like that.” I’m sure every author gets it, fantasy and sci-fi writers maybe more than most. On the surface, it does seem like a tall order, creating a world from scratch.

Well, here’s the secret: It’s already there.

In every “new” world invented by a sci-fi or fantasy writer, there’s a world you know underneath it. Every writer has taken our world as it is now, or was once, and tweaked here, added there, subtracted this and voila! New world.

Don’t get me wrong, there are authors out there whose imaginations astound me. Brandon Sanderson, in particular, has this mind for detail that turns everything you know on its ear and makes it new and strange and wonderful. But at the base of it, the humans still walk and talk and breathe air and fall in love and have children.

So maybe they do it a little differently for some reason. Maybe it’s post-apocalypse and your people have to use oxygen tanks to breathe. Maybe humans have moved to a world where something in the air/soil/whatever makes women unable to carry babies to term and all children are gestated artificially.  Maybe the plants are as sentient and the humans don’t know it until the plants start to hunt them.

It’s just a matter of playing with details.

In FIGHTING GRAVITY, I took our world as it is today and fast-forwarded a few hundred years. That’s easy, in a way. You’ve got your world ready-built. There’s no need to figure out how things work, everyone already knows. It’s just a matter of taking things we do and have now and exaggerating some aspect or another. Make society’s greatest fears come true, or grant its greatest wishes. And then sit back and watch the consequences.

I played off of the current  international instability, specifically nationalism and religious intolerance, and imagined the “solution” a powerful group of people might enforce. Take that, its related propaganda, and mankind’s tendency to apathy and complacency, let it settle for several decades, and it’s a completely different world. Sorta.

That’s what I love about speculative fiction. You can make your world change to fit your story. Of course, once you get down to it, the world will shape your characters and plot as well, it goes both ways. And you can’t get lazy; you have to follow the rules of your new world just like we have to in ours.

You just get to make the rules.

What about you? If you could add anything to the world we live in now, what would it be?

BLURB:


When Jacob Dawes is Selected for the Imperial Intellectual Complex as a child, he’s catapulted from the poverty-stricken slums of his birth into a world where his status as an unclass is something no one can forget, or forgive. His growing scientific renown draws the attention of the emperor, a young man Jacob’s own age, and they find themselves drawn to each other in an unlikely, and ill-advised relationship. Jacob may have won the emperor’s heart, but it’s no protection when he’s accused of treason. And fighting his own execution would mean betraying the man he loves.


EXCERPT 

After dinner, a servant summoned me to the emperor. This was now twice in as many nights. Was it about something I’d said the night before? That stupid ring?
I was led to where the emperor was talking with the ship’s captain in one of the hallways.

“Good evening, Mr. Dawes. I see you survived the lift-off.” He walked as he spoke, gesturing for me to accompany him.

“It was an incredible experience, Excellence. This is a nice ship you have.”

“Thank you. It’s not a new ship, there was no time for that. But many things were upgraded, the engines included. They’re the best of the best, I’m told. I thought about you during the lift-off. I wondered what you’d make of it.”
“You did?” I asked, stunned.

“Is there something wrong with that?” he asked, his mouth twisted in what looked like amusement but was probably something more dangerous to me.

“No, sir. I guess not…”

“Does it bother you?” He seemed to be teasing me again.
“Some,” I answered.

He stopped. “Why?”

“Because I’m afraid of you.”

He laughed, and started down the hallway again. But after a sideways glance at my face, he quieted. “You really mean that?”
 
“Yes.”
“Oh.” His answer was soft, subdued, even. I got the distinct impression that I’d hurt his feelings.

“You must get that all the time.”

“I do,” he answered, but didn’t look at me. I was more and more sure that I’d offended him somehow.
 
“So why should it matter, then, Excellence?”

He thought for a moment. “I don’t know. I should be used to it. Of course, no one ever comes out and says it in so many words. It’s a bit of a shock to hear it confirmed like that.”
 
He stopped again, facing me, a slight furrow between his eyes that I would have called uncertainty, even vulnerability, if I hadn’t known who he was. “Why are you afraid of me?”
 
“Who wouldn’t be afraid? You can do anything you want with my life and there’s not a damn thing I can do about it.”
 
The furrow deepened and he waited, as if I hadn’t explained myself at all.
 
“You uprooted my life a couple of weeks ago, who knows what you might do tomorrow?”

“You mean, you didn’t want this assignment?” he asked.
Apparently I wasn’t frightened enough to keep my mouth shut. “I want to be here,” I pointed to the ship around us, “but I didn’t want to be reassigned, no.”
 
“Mr. Dawes...” He hesitated. “I had no idea. I’m sorry.”
 
I shrugged but didn’t look at him.

“Would you like to be assigned back to the IIC?”

“Yes, Excellence.”

“Then you will be.” He started walking again, gesturing to me to accompany him. My stomach was jittery. I couldn’t believe what I’d just said. But he wasn’t reacting like an angry sovereign. He was acting like just another guy whose feelings were hurt.
 
“I’m sorry if I offended you,” I tried.
 
He turned to me. “Actually, you have no idea how much I appreciate your honesty.”
 
There was no reason for me to believe he was lying or just being diplomatic—and I couldn’t imagine why he would try to spare my feelings—but that didn’t make me feel much better. I was still on edge, certain I’d said far too much.

AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Leah Petersen lives in North Carolina. She does the day-job, wife, and mother thing, much like everyone else. She prides herself on being able to hold a book with her feet so she can knit while reading. She’s still working on knitting while writing.
FIGHTING GRAVITY is her first novel.
 



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Friday, April 20, 2012

AJ Jarrett: Set Me On Fire


Author, AJ Jarrett is here today to talk about her upcoming release from Silver Publishing, Set Me On Fire. Enjoy the excerpt and don't forget to leave a comment for a chance to win an ebook copy.  

Here's AJ...

First off I want to thank Gale for letting me visit today. I have a book coming out this Saturday titled Set Me On Fire and I was welcomed to stop by and brag about it a little. The story revolves around two fellow firefighters, Kelly and Nate. Nate is the older more experienced firefighter where Kelly is knew and still learning his way. Feelings for one another get exposed and from there sparks of desire and annoyance flare to life. I had a lot of fun writing this story because I probably have a slight unhealthy fascination with firefighters.

I would have to say my love for the people in this profession started when I was a young girl. My father took me to see the movie Backdraft and I was hooked from that day forward. If you haven’t seen the movie I highly recommend it. Its about two firefighter brothers who don't get along but work together to stop a dangerous arsonist who’s on the loose. It’s a tear jerker but some of the best movies are.

I remember after seeing the movie my father bought me the poster and I hung it above my bed and I would stare at it every night before I fell asleep. The image of a man walking into raging fire just blew my mind. Yes this was just a movie but after witnessing my neighbors house go up in flame this past Christmas and how our local firefighters geared up and went running toward the danger without hesitation brought my fascination and appreciation for firefighters  back to the surface. So when Silver sent out a call for submission for the Men in Uniform, I sat down and let the words fly and soon Kelly Lynch and Nate Anderson came to life.

A big thanks again to Gale for having me and to everyone for stopping by. In honor of Set Me on Fire’s Saturday release I’m going to give a copy away. All you need to do is leave a comment and an email address you can be reached at and we’ll let Gale pick the winner.
I hope everyone has an excellent weekend and happy reading!

Blurb

Kelly Lynch wanted to become a firefighter to help people, but with his accident prone nature his boss, Nate Anderson, thinks he’s an utter fool. Kelly never planned to fall for Nate but now that he has, he realizes loving is easy; understanding and compromise are hard.

Nate has been attracted to Kelly since his first day at the station house. Watching the younger man day in and day out is frustrating. Kelly’s latest stunt almost got him killed and Nate fears losing the man of his dreams.
 
Will Nate’s demanding ways cause the embers of their love to die out? Or will Kelly prove he has what it takes to be with Nate, at work and in the bedroom?


Available at Silver Publishing
https://spsilverpublishing.com/index/book_authors_id/144/typefilter/book_authors

Story Excerpt

"God, I swear if you get me out of this mess I promise to listen and follow orders for the rest of my life, or at least make the effort to try," Kelly prayed aloud as he crawled, belly down, across the dirty floor. He was doing his best to see through the smoke-filled room but still couldn't find where he'd entered.

Kelly scooted a little more, using touch more than sight to navigate his way through the smoky haze and chunks of debris. He had separated from the team of men he'd come into the burning building with. A choice he now regretted immensely.

He had made a stupid move, but he could have sworn he'd heard someone cry out for help. A completely bonehead move to run off without telling anyone. One of the first things they taught you when you became a firefighter, never leave your team, or at least partner with someone else, but never go off on your own.

But no, he thought he knew better and wanted to be the hero and save the poor individual stuck in this fire pit. Now he was starting to wonder if he'd just imagined he heard the cry for help.

"I'm so fucked." Kelly rested his helmet-covered head on the ground and then proceeded to bang his head on the hard floor. It was useless, he was trapped.

"Lynch."

Kelly sat up at the sound of someone yelling his name. What direction had the voice come from? He couldn't tell. The sound was so faint compared to all the hissing and crackling noises of the fire in full blaze all around him.

"God damn it, Lynch, where are you?"

He heard the shout again, only louder. Kelly felt his way around the floor until he came face to face with a boot. He started to look up when large, glove-covered hands grabbed the back of his jacket.

"What do you think you were doing, you dumb shit? You're lucky we noticed you missing."

Kelly could tell by the size of the man dragging him out of the entryway that it was Luke Parsons, one of the biggest guys in the house. He may be a big beefy guy, but he was super nice, and Kelly couldn't have been more grateful Luke found him and not the lieutenant of their station house.

"I'm sorry but I thought I heard someone call out for help." Kelly grabbed at Parsons' hand, still attached to Kelly's jacket, dragging him along. "Please, Luke, I know I heard someone," he pleaded as he tried to pull himself free of Luke's hold.

The fire raged through an abandoned building in the East Bottoms of downtown Kansas City. While the only people in this building were more than likely homeless, they were still people who needed to be saved.

"Are you sure, kid?" Kelly nodded enthusiastically. "Okay then let's see what we can find. We don't have much time; this building is going up faster than a hay bale."

"Okay."

As Kelly followed Luke back into the room, the sound of a faint cry grabbed both their attention. Luke pushed Kelly behind him as he made his way toward the small whimpering sounds. As they got closer, Kelly saw the slight frame of a man huddled in the corner. Luke bent down and snatched the man up in his arms.

Luke looked to Kelly. "Lead the way. Follow the way we just came and you'll see the crew in the hallway."

Kelly navigated through the smoke and falling ceiling tiles toward the exit. As he reached the doorway the hall was empty. He turned back to Luke. "They're not here." Panic started to eat away at his composure.

"Shit," Luke shouted. "Here, kid, take my radio and let the guys know we're coming out with another man in tow. They need to have paramedics ready for this guy."

"You know the way out?" Luke nodded as Kelly took the offered radio and lifted his face shield. "This is Lynch and Parsons. We got a survivor and we're coming out."

"Copy that, son. Make your way out fast. We just got the order to clear the building and let it burn. Move your asses now."

He looked back to Luke. "You get that?"

"Yep. Head out the door and the stairs are on the right. We need to go up one flight then a little ways down we’ll come to a set of double doors and that will take us outside." Kelly watched as Luke hefted the man higher on his shoulder. “Start moving.”

Kelly nodded his understanding and made his way toward freedom. Times like this he questioned why he wanted to be a firefighter. No one in his family was one, so it wasn't about carrying on a legacy or some shit.

As he pushed the door open with his shoulder, he was greeted by sunlight streaking through the smoky clouds rolling off the burning building. He looked back toward Luke, the man he was carrying appeared passed out over his shoulder. That was why Kelly had chosen this profession. He wanted to make a difference. Have a job he could be proud of.

"Over here."

Kelly and Luke walked right over to the ambulance and deposited the man with the paramedics. They then made their way over to the engine where the rest of the crew stood watching the fire burn. Kelly flipped up his face mask and removed his helmet. Then he took off his jacket, tucked the heavy material under his arm, and stared up at the building. If Luke hadn't found him, Kelly would be one crispy critter right about now.

"What the fuck were you thinking?"

Someone grabbed Kelly by the shoulders and threw him up against the side of the truck, causing him to bump the back of his head hard against the metal door. When his vision cleared he saw Nate Anderson, lieutenant of station house sixteen, standing right in front of him with the attitude Kelly had hoped to avoid.

"Hey, Nate, back the fuck up." Luke pushed himself between him and Nate. "If it wasn't for Kelly, that man over there would be dead."

Nate took a step back and looked toward the ambulance where the man was being triaged. Kelly could see the vein pulsing at Nate's temple. He wasn't happy and Kelly knew he would be hearing all about that unhappiness later.

Nate looked back at him over Luke's shoulder. "You and I will talk about this back at the station house." Nate pointed a finger at him and then walked away.

He was so screwed. Every time he made a mistake Nate made sure to tell him how and why he screwed up. Granted, it was Nate's job to go over the mistakes they made so they could learn from their errors, but his lectures were becoming a broken record. Kelly wasn't looking forward to this discussion.

Page Link for Silver
https://spsilverpublishing.com/index/book_authors_id/144/typefilter/book_authors

 A.J. Jarrett's contacts
http://ajjarrett29.blogspot.com   
http://twitter.com/AJJarrett29     
http://www.facebook.com/ajjarrett29  


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Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Enough with do-it-all devices!

I was already a satisfied Kindle user in November 2011 when I ordered the new Kindle Fire. As soon as it arrived, I deregistered my Kindle 2nd Generation and passed it on to hubby. There was a lot to like, the color, the touch, the apps…

But then frustration set in. I was able to create collections on my old Kindle and believe me it's a much needed feature when you have as many books as I do—both for reading pleasure and for research. The carousel, favorites shelves and book listings on the Fire did not cut it for me.

And I missed the 3G connectivity big time. The Fire requires a Wi-Fi hotspot when you want to connect.
And the battery needs charging a lot more than my second generation Kindle did. I know the Fire uses a lot of energy but it seems to need a recharge way too fast.

Then I noticed that when I purchased something on the Fire, I didn't need to enter a password. Whoa! What if I happen to leave my Kindle somewhere? Whoever finds it has instant access to my credit card.  

Even though it wasn't in color, I really liked the e-ink display on my 2nd Generation Kindle better than the Fire. The text appeared sharper—in my opinion. Okay I dealt with all these frustrations until I took my Kindle Fire to the beach. WTF! I couldn't read it in the sun like I did with my old Kindle. That did it. I'm a beach person.


So, I asked myself—why do I want an e-reader? And the answer is—to read. That's what it's all about. I don't want a do-it-all device. I want an e-reader that performs one primary purpose—reading—and performs it spectacularly well.

Luckily, DH was agreeable to a trade. What a pleasure to dip my toes in the ocean and start creating collections again.


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Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Kris Andersson: Soldiers and Lovers


I'm happy to welcome back erotic author Kris Andersson, who's sharing an  excerpt from his new book, Soldiers and Lovers.


Kris Andersson is an award-winning writer – and occasional actor – who specialises in gay erotica. His work has been described as both pacy and steamy. His current titles include While The Wife’s Away – a collection of three stories – Acts of Passion and A Special Gift. His fourth title takes Kris in a very different direction, a gay love story set against the horrors of the First World War and its aftermath.

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In the twilight year of the Edwardian age, two young boys, Eddie and Bertie, embark on an erotic adventure at the Great Hall, discovering the pleasures of male love as they explore their emotions and their bodies for the first time. But two acts of sexual betrayal will shatter their sensual idyll and soon the horrors of the Great War will change their lives forever. Only one of the boys will return from the trenches of the Somme to begin a fresh journey that will take him from the hidden gay bars of Soho, to the decadent bohemian world of artistic Chelsea and the pleasurable possibilities of life aboard a luxury liner. Soldiers, servants, businessmen, tycoons, artists and models – it seems like every man is a more than willing partner in this lusty, sex-fuelled romp through the early 20th Century.

Available from:http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-soldiersandlovers-727820-144.html

http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B007BSCKB6/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&tag=lucyfelthouse-21&linkCode=as2&camp=1634&creative=19450&creativeASIN=B007BSCKB6

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http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/soldiers-and-lovers-kris-andersson/1109541490?ean=9781781660874&itm=1&usri=soldiers+and+lovers+kris+andersson

http://ebookstore.sony.com/ebook/kris-andersson/soldiers-and-lovers/_/R-400000000000000644361

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Chapter One
It was a cold damp November late afternoon, the first traces of fog beginning to fill the air as I walked along Regent Street, trying to look as though I belonged, as if I was part of the crowd that bustled in and out of shops, hailed cabs and jostled against each other, trying not to drops parcels as they hurried for the warmth of home.


I had been out since early morning, wandering the streets of the West End, looking in windows for the cards that suggested there might be work inside then, as the need to succeed became more desperate, finding the courage and the nerve to walk into shops, bars and restaurants and ask if there was work of any kind to be had.

The answer was always the same, a polite no from the kinder ones and a brusque refusal from those who had forgotten what it was like to be cold and hungry in a strange city where you have no friends and no prospects.

So now I was heading towards Piccadilly, wondering yet again why I hadn’t gone back to the Great Hall once I had received my Army discharge, one of the lucky thousands to have survived the trenches more or less intact while the men we had fought alongside remained in the mud of the French killing fields.

The answer was that there were too many memories back at the Great Hall, images that cluttered my mind as I stared without really looking at shop window displays of goods I could not afford, feeling the wet rising through the hole in the sole of my shoe, the damp of the thickening London fog taking hold of the fabric of my thin, shabby jacket.

Eddie would have laughed if he could see me now, tell me that I didn’t belong here, that London wasn’t the city for a country boy like me, that there would be a warm welcome waiting for me if I could only forget the past - a past that he could never return to.

We had arrived at the Hall together, two young men embarking on new lives as footmen, thinking we were about the escape the drudgery of rural life and only too late realising that domestic service was an even greater drudgery.

Every night we would escape to our tiny room up in the attic and collapse onto our thin iron bedsteads, falling straight into a deep sleep, knowing that in just five or six hours the hard daily routine would begin all over again, the austere Jordan, butler and master of the Servants’ Hall, watching out for every little mistake, every failure of protocol.

It was another night like this, the end of a wearying day of domestic chores in the cold and damp that Eddie first came into my bed.

“You don’t mind Bertie, do you?” he asked, as he pressed up against my back. “It’s so cold, I know I’ll never get to sleep – and nobody need ever know.”

I didn’t mind at all – in fact, I even enjoyed the sensation of his chest pressed against me, the feeling of his breath on my neck, his arm casually around me.

It reminded me that we were no alone, that there was a friend who felt just as lonely and far from home as I did.

It continued that way for a few nights, the simple pleasure of no longer feeling cold and alone but then perhaps a week later, I felt a movement against me that I recognised straight away.

Eddie seemed to be asleep but I could feel his cock stirring against the fabric of his nightshirt, pressing against the back of my leg –and I have to confess that, much to my surprise, I enjoyed the sensation and I had to stop myself from simply reaching back to grasp that fledgling boner in my hand and begin to stimulate it.


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Thursday, April 12, 2012

Scarborough, UK to Host Saucy Seaside Smut Convention


Convention for erotica readers and writers to be held in the seaside town of Scarborough on June 22nd, 2013.


Do you like to be beside the seaside? Or more specifically, do you like to be smutty beside the seaside? If so, then the Smut by the Sea Convention and Erotic Marketplace is for you!


The brainchild of Victoria Blisse and Kevin Mitnik, with help from their glamorous assistant, Lucy Felthouse, Smut by the Sea promises to be a smut-filled extravaganza in the beautiful seaside setting of Victorian Scarborough. The town's library will be hosting the event.


Forget fish and chips, candy floss and ice cream – visit the dedicated Erotic Marketplace, including exhibitors Xcite Books and House of Erotica, with many more yet to be confirmed. Buy toys and books and all manner of saucy things. And don't forget to get those books signed by the authors in attendance!


You'll be wriggling in your seat when you attend a range of sexy readings from erotic authors including Victoria Blisse, Lucy Felthouse, K D Grace and Lexie Bay.


Or perhaps you'd like to attend informative panels on getting published, marketing your work and other smut related activities? It's all covered, so you can check out whatever tickles your fancy!


It's certainly going to be a fun-filled day – but it doesn't stop there! In the evening will be the official launch of the Smut by the Sea anthology (calls for submissions available at http://smutbythesea.co.uk/call-for-submissions/, closing date 1st June 2012 – edited by Victoria Blisse and Lucy Felthouse), with readings from the authors, and some seriously saucy swag bags with gifts from sponsors Sh! Women's Erotic Emporium, Total-E-Bound and Lovehoney, to name but a few.


Just as you're settling down from hearing all those fabulously naughty stories, your heart rate will be rising once more as the result of an intermission with burlesque dancers!


Finally, there will be a Q&A panel with a range of authors, book signings and some good old fashioned networking and socialising.


It's still early days so there will be lots more authors, sponsors, exhibitors and attendees coming on board as the conference draws closer, but hopefully this has given you an idea of what to expect from Smut by the Sea.


So, what are you waiting for? Mark your diaries for Smut by the Sea, 22nd June 2013. Early Bird tickets have been released, and there are less than 200 available at this bargain price, so make sure to grab yours quick, before it's too late! http://smutbythesea.eventbrite.co.uk/ 


Keep your eyes on the following links for further information on sponsors, attending authors, exhibitors and more:






Also, just for a bit of fun, you can share your seaside themed photos on the Pinterest page: http://pinterest.com/mitnik/smut-by-the-sea/


The event is still taking on more exhibitors, sponsors, speakers and readers, so if you'd like to get involved, please http://smutbythesea.co.uk/contact-us/


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About Smut by the Sea


The brainchild of Victoria Blisse and Kevin Mitnik, the Smut by the Sea Erotic Readers & Authors Convention & Erotic Marketplace takes place in Scarborough in June 2013. It will be a smut filled extravaganza with readings, burlesque, panels, Q&As, workshops, erotica and more. See http://smutbythesea.co.uk for more details.


About Blisse UK


Blisse UK is the team of Victoria Blisse and Kevin Mitnik. Specialising in bespoke creations, working together they strive to bring originality and excellence into all that they do. Victoria is an award-winning author & Kevin is a twice Webbie winning web designer. They have over 15 years experience of creating successful websites with a portfolio of recent works available on http://blisseuk.com. Smut by the Sea is a new venture as they combine their love of the seaside with a love of erotica.



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