Friday, February 28, 2014

Guest Blog: "I don't scare easily" by Lynn Townsend

Today I have Lynn Townsed aka KT Hicks on my blog. I learned a few things from reading this. I did some Googling. I'll never be the same. Heh. But while she's here today *I* promise to be gentle.

XOXO
Sommer
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My first time wasn't gentle.

(Oh, stop it, I wasn't talking about that.)

I grew up in the world before the Internet. (I also grew up in a household that didn't really believe in modern conveniences like VCRs, microwaves, disposals, dishwashers, etc... )
Which might be why I was a freshman in college before I actually saw any porn. (If E.L. James had set her trilogy in the 1990s, I might find the whole virgin-college-student-never-exposed-to-porn more realistic.) I wasn't completely clueless; my bestie had given me a subscription to Playgirl as a "you're leaving home" present and I delighted in "reading it" very openly in my college dorm. 

Somewhat related aside: While I wasn't a virgin by the time I got to college, a lot of my frosh hall was - and determined to stay that way. I remember walking through the hall at one point and heard Claire saying "Ew, you french kissed a BOY? How gross!" I stuck my head in the room and pointed out that I'd personally been kissing girls, too. 

I... didn't fit in well.

In any case, the internet still didn't really exist for day-to-day student activity for another couple of years. (I remember days when you had to download a .gif - which could take up to an hour or more, depending on the resolution and your dial up speed.) The summer after my freshman year, I went to bed with this insanely good-looking dude who had all the stamina of your average college guy. Which was to say... it was disappointing.

As a consolation prize, we went into his living room and watched a porn video in our underthings.

You know, I went combing through the internet to get some pictures of Urotsukidoji "Legend of the Overfiend" and was reminded of just how hard core it is. So, look it up on tumblr if you want. I'll wait.

Back already?
That was my first experience with porn, with hentai (that's a Japanese phrase that means hardcore porn), and with anime (Japanese or Japanese-inspired animation). It might not be surprising to you that I didn't watch any more for quite some time. (And then it was non-subtitled Akira...and that movie will blow your mind even with adequate translations!)

I did eventually become quite a bit more comfortable with the genre, both porn and hentai. (Trigger: Hentai tends to be rather rape-tastic and feature a lot of non-human genitalia because laws in Japan are just as weird as the ones in the states, they're just weird differently... )

So, fast forward about, six years, maybe. And I've still never read a romance novel or any erotica. I have been, however, writing sex scenes back and forth with my best friend - usually male-male, although we had a set of characters who were male-male-female. Talking about this with another friend led her to make a gift to me of Anne Rice's Beauty trilogy.



Still, the idea of writing my own erotica for consumption by someone else other than my friends, that took a while to grab hold of me.

Now that it has, however, I've been really busy writing more and more....

Sommer's delightful to host me for my first book release blog tour - I actually have three publications coming out in the next five weeks, starting with Roll that was released on Tuesday - 



Blurb:
A farm boy from Tennessee, Beau Watkins spent high school living the dream: the cute girl, the popular, jock lifestyle, a loving family. As a freshman at an out-of-state college, he's determined to find out who he really is behind the Fake It 'Til You Make It attitude. He joins Rainbow Connection, the gay student alliance, hoping to find himself. Instead, he finds Vin Reyes. Raised by his grandparents and heir to a prosperous company, Vin has been out of the closet since he figured out what that meant. He has it all: fashionable clothing, fancy cars, huge houses, a real party lifestyle, and even a bodyguard. Most of all, he has a secret.

Uncomfortable with Vin's generosity, Beau fights his growing attraction for the president of Rainbow Connection, chasing instead a series of shallow affairs. Vin's never been denied anything that he wants, though, and now he wants Beau. But it's not until an old rival puts Beau in the hospital that Vin realizes that Beau means more to him than a simple love affair. Can the two of them bridge the gap between their worlds and roll with the all the punches life will throw at them?

Buy Roll HERE

But that's only the beginning! On March 23rd, my best friend (yes, the one I wrote erotica with!) and I are putting out a collection of short stories, Whetting the Appetite



and then at the end of March, I have the first of my Urban Supernatural novels, Blood Sight, coming out...

Bio:
 Lynn Townsend is a geek, a dreamer and an inveterate punster. When not reading, writing, or editing, she can usually be found drinking coffee or killing video game villains. Lynn's interests include filk music, romance novels, octopuses, and movies with more FX than plot.

(okay, seriously, this talking in the third person about myself is just weird...)

My name is Kellylyn Townsend Stafford Hicks. K.T. is what my friends call me. Lynn Townsend is my writer's name. But they are all my "real" name. All of those names do, actually, belong to me. In addition, people have been known to refer to me as: Mom (my child, her teachers, and apparently every pediatrician ever. sigh.), Jayne, Tisfan, Tizzy, Kelly (certain family members who are older than I am and I would feel bad about smacking them senseless only), Shameless, and Spouse (husband only).

I grew up half in central Virginia, half in way-upstate New York. I went to college at William & Mary, where I met and later married a guy who grew up half in Kentucky and half in Utica, so while we're both a really weird mix of southern and northern, at least we understand each other. We have one child, one murder-death-cat, a turtle, and two chinchillas. I currently live in Chesapeake, Virginia, just along the Elizabeth River, where the phrase "drag your ass out into the swamp and leave you there" is not just an idle threat.

I am into random geekery, Cthulu, all things tentacular (squids, octopuses, Japanese hentai anime), cooking, reading, gaming (both paper & dice and MMOs), Sci-fi, Fantasy, good coffee, romance novels, flavored chapsticks, Hello Kitty, Squishables, Jane Austen, Lego's, Nathan Fillion, cop shows, cheese, zombies, chocolate, good beer, filk music, action movies, steampunk, funny cat pictures on Facebook, and the dancing mushrooms in Fantasia.

I am NOT into social conservatism, Game of Thrones, gatekeeping, first-person shooters, console games of any sort, tea, "chick lit" or anything endorsed by Oprah, long walks on the beach, pina coladas, fashion magazines, Bruce Campbell, James Bond, My Little Pony, Tom Cruise, or bagpipes.

Links:

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Thursday, February 27, 2014

Yay cover and oh, baby, stay tuned...

Don't quote me on this but I think this is the first "subjects facing the camera" cover for me. But I've had a lot of covers. So, like I said...don't quote me. #TheAccidentalCougar is a fun book and Willsin Rowe so managed to capture that in the cover. Yay cover!

And speaking of yays! Stay tuned because day after tomorrow kicks off my 9 years of Sommer celebration. Hope to see you there!

XOXO
Sommer

Tuesday, February 25, 2014

Oh so much done-ness over here...



in Sommer-land. That's right! Huzzah! I finished The Accidental Cougar. I love it so much that I can't help but hold my breath a little and hope you do too. Should be released from Excessica early April. I think once my beta readers have gotten a hold of this I'll be posting the first chapter as a preview for newsletter subscribers.

Not a subscriber? No prob. You can sign up right there~~~~~~~>

I promise I will not storm your inbox. I tend to update a few times a year. I'd wager a guess of less than once a month on average. Cross my heart and hope to fry.

Hope to see you there in my list! :)

XOXO
Sommer

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Monday, February 24, 2014

18/19

So 19 years ago today we met. At a bar we both frequented regularly. We met in a bar. Isn't that a cliche? ;)

And then 18 years ago today this happened. If I have my way there'll be 18 more. Or 36. Or 54...



Happy Anniversary, baby.

XOXO

Sunday, February 23, 2014

I'm teasing you with my teasers...

This is just one of the fabulous daily prizes up for grabs during my 9th writing birthday celebration! All the hoopla starts March 1st with a kickoff from me.

This prize is from the lovely Kiki Howell. Are you teased? Are you?


Tuesday, February 18, 2014

I'm so excited and you're invited!

Believe it or not this coming March I will be nine years old! Nine! For nine years I've been writing dirty. I was writing before that, without a doubt, but it wasn't until March '05 that Sommer was born. You know what that means, right?

Party!

Here's the scoop (click it...it gets bigger):


Starting March 1st there will be daily 'door prizes' on my blog from my birthday guests. At the end of March I'll be giving away a prize pack that includes a $50 gift card to Amazon.

Guests offering door prizes will include: Katie Salidas, Alison Tyler, Willsin Rowe, Teresa Noelle Roberts, A.R. Von, Selena Kitt, Charlotte Stein, Kiki Howell, Bronwyn Green, Giselle Renarde, Rose Caraway, Victoria Blisse, S.A. Meade, K.D. Grace, Tenille Brown, Lucy Felthouse, Lily Harlem, Justine Elyot, Abi Aiken, Lynn Townsend, Brien Michaels, Cora Zane, Kristina Wright, Tamsin Flowers and Sacchi Green.

Whew! Can you believe it!

How does it work? Easy:
*Every time you comment on a blog post (in the blog comment section) you earn a chance to win that day's prize AND you get a chance at the grand prize.

*Every time you Retweet on Twitter or Share my party info on Facebook you earn a chance at the grand prize.

*Every time you mention the shindig on Twitter with #9YearsofSommer you get a chance at the grand prize.

*Every time you mention this shindig on Facebook and tag me you get a chance at the grand prize.

*If you review and/or rate one of my books during the month of March send me a link and that will get you a chance at the grand prize.

There are unlimited ways to earn as many shots as you like.That's it! Show up to party and you basically have a chance to win daily prizes and the big shebang. When all is said and done I'll fish around in that giant bowl of slips and draw a name. I hope you'll come celebrate my 9 years with me. And tell your friends!

XOXO
Sommer

Monday, February 17, 2014

My writing process..."And supposedly my ass will shrink a bit from being vertical so much!"



I was asked to do this thingamajig by Alison Tyler. And then I forgot what day it was today. So tada! Better late than never.




1)     What am I working on?
I’m working on a book for Excessica called The Accidental Cougar. I got the idea when a very handsome young man—and I mean young—gave me a double take and a friendly flirty smile. At first I was shocked, I had no makeup on and was dressed like a character from Rent seeing as we’d had an ice/snow storm. But after the shock of someone being flirty with me wore off my brain started to spin a tale like none other I’ve told. I tend to favor older man, younger woman if my characters aren’t around the same age. I’ve never done a cougar. And I have to say…rawr! I like it.

2)     How does my work differ from others of its genre?
I have no idea. That would imply that I’ve read my genre in its entirety. I can tell you that I have been told I’m good at mixing humor with heavier emotions. I’ve also gotten some cheers for dialogue. Which is quite pleasing!

3)     Why do I write what I do?

Because I accidentally found out I can. And not only that I can, but it seems to be what I flourish in. The erotic genre. So why mess with something if it makes you happy and is working out for you, right? I do write other things, but I always end up back in erotic fiction. It’s my home. My dirty-dirty home.

4)     How does your writing process work?

I have no idea. Isn’t that a terrible answer? I don’t think I have a ‘process’ per se. A process indicates I do X,Y and Z every day. I don’t. I tend to work—especially right now—in the center of a swirling vortex of chaos. My process involves desperately attempting maybe an hour or two if I am super lucky alone per day. Ironically, that time is spent going to all ‘my spots’. I go Email #1, Email #2, Email #3, Twitter, Facebook, Amazon, Google. Every day. So that’s my process…maybe? I only do Pinterest if I know I have an hour to kill. No shit. I have a Pinterest problem. Then I write for a hard and fast sprint. After that, people are starting to get up and my other responsibilities are starting to rear their heads and I end up working whenever I can shove it in for the rest of the day. Right now, I am so in love with The Accidental Cougar I am wedging it in wherever possible. I recently bought a standing/rolling desk so while dinner is cooking/baking/sautéing or whatever, I can stand there and work. Pretty nifty. And supposedly my ass will shrink a bit from being vertical so much!
Beyond that, I write about 6 days a week. Sometimes 7. I often work on more than one book at a time. Sometimes I have two books going as far as writing and one for editing. Other times I have two under edits and am writing one. Or once in a great while, like right now with TAC, I’m working on just ONE thing. Alert the media!

I like background noise like Supernatural or Bones. I layer chores in with my writing because I can’t focus on the writing for too long a stretch by itself. My brain needs room to figure out the next step so that’s when folding laundry or stitching some fabric for a quilt or doing the dishes turn out to be lovely distractions.

Oh, and I talk. A lot. Online. I run my mouth all day. I am amazed that I get anything done at all, to be honest. But somehow the craziness works for me.


Alison hit me up to do this so I went and banged on (ahem):

Kristina Wright
Kiki Howell
S.A. Meade

Check them out next week (February 24th) and find out their process. Because if you're anything like me...you're nosy as hell!

XOXO
Sommer

Thursday, February 13, 2014

The Delicious Alison Tyler...



Is here to feed us a nibble of her book The Delicious Torment. I promise you it'll be tasty.

Yay for Alison Tyler being here! Yay for snow! Yay for tomorrow being Valentine's Day. Yay for all the flavors. Um...my flavor today is apparently the caffeine flavor. *ahem* Anyway, go forth and read. And then go forth and buy this next book in Alison Tyler's filthy BDSM saga.

XOXO
S
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Love Comes in Many Flavors

The characters in my stories crave understanding. They want someone—or occasionally several someones—to understand their needs. Their urges. Their late-at-night desires. And I realized recently that ultimately they want to be loved.

That may seem deceptively simple. A little sugary. A bit pink around the edges. Especially, for a writer like me who delves into kink on a daily basis. But truly I think I’m obsessed with this one desire.

Love.

(Okay, I’m also obsessed with handcuffs, and spanking, and bondage, and naughty schoolgirl outfits. But for today, the day before Valentine’s Day, let’s go with love.)

A scene from The Delicious Torment:

Jack took a step closer, and he ran his fingers through my hair. “You want me to say it, don’t you? You couldn’t tell by the way I act? You want me to say it.”

            I caught my breath. I thought I knew. But…

            “Jesus, Kid. I love you. Isn’t that clear yet?” And the tears came steadily now. Different tears. But enough to wet my cheeks, to taste salty on my lips.

            “I’m not done with you, though,” Jack said, taking a final step closer. “We have unfinished business.”

*****

            I was 18 the first time I heard “I love you” from a man. Brock whispered the words to me on our second date, his hand tight in my hair, tipping my head back, anchoring me in place. His voice was gruff. His mouth was so close to my ear that his breath tickled my skin. I shivered all over at the tone of his voice, at the way he held me, and at the words he said. We were out on a park bench, in the dark, and I felt that anything could happen.          

            Anything at all.

            My best friend said later that Brock couldn’t possibly have meant the words—not really. Not yet. How could he, when we’d known each other for fewer than 48 hours? 

            He needed to say them. And I needed to hear them. That’s all that mattered.

            But when Jack said he loved me, everything seemed to click into place. How brutal he’d been all night—emotionally brutal. Had he been trying to drive me off? Was this whole evening one more complicated, intricate test, in which he had tried to see if I could withstand this sort of pain, whether I would sign on for the ride or flee the chateau?

            I wanted to say the words back. I wanted to say, “I love you, I love you, I love you.”          
           
So the scene is bracketed by canings and a puppy cage… love comes in many flavors.
Happy (almost) Valentine’s Day!

XXX,
Alison

Alison Tyler is the author of more than twenty-five risqué novels, most recently Dark Secret Love and The Delicious Torment (both from Cleis Press). She has edited erotic anthologies for Harlequin, Plume, Cleis, Masquerade, and her own Pretty Things Press. Please check out “Happily Ever Anal”—a perfect Valentine’s gift to anyone’s Kindle you’d like to kink. And visit her at alisontyler.blogspotcom.