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Seriously, you’d think I’d learn.

I made the first half of edits to Under His Roof part Trois (yet unnamed, because goddamn it, I’m bad at titles, too). About a third of the way through the edits, I started jotting down pretend dates, just to be sure things lined up. This novella covers Christmas, Valentine’s Day, a birth, and a wedding. As I was reading it, I realized that there’s no way it could work the way I’d written it.

Damn it.

Luckily, I’m used to this, because every book I write has this exact same problem. You’d think I’d learn. After getting slightly more frustrated than I should’ve, I closed my laptop, walked around the block, took a few deep breaths, and then returned. Ordered a refill coffee, sat my ass back down, spread out the pages, and fixed the things.

I pushed around an accident, killed a scene, and changed some minor details. I think it’s squared away now.

The next book I write, I’m gonna try to actually outline. Think ahead. If I pretend I’m capable of that, and maybe it’ll work?

Fake it ’til you make it, baby.

(Hey GUESS WHAT?! I worked today! It was glorious. Almost three whole hours. Boom.)




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Relationship Advice [Should Not Be Coming From Me]

I can think of a handful of reasons why I’ve had failed relationships (platonic and romantic).

Maybe more than a handful, actually. Whatever.

Anyway, the main reason, I think, comes down to a lack of focus on self-improvement, and an unconscious assumption that the other person is obligated to make me happy.


I do not fully agree with the above, but I do agree with it for most of the time. :) Just, sometimes I need to be taken care of. Sometimes others need to be taken care of. There are exceptions. There are emotional meltdowns (uh, usually on my end), there are logical meltdowns (usually not on my end), etc etc.

But meltdowns aside, most of the time I think we should be working on making ourselves happy and awesome. Our friends and partners will do the same, and we can motivate each other to be better people. Zoom.

So, in the self-improvement realm, I’m gonna start Starting Strength and get me some muscles, because I’ve never been able to do a push-up and that’s just stupid.

Also, I’m going to continue editing Under His Roof 3 today, even if it’s only a few pages. I haven’t picked it up in two weeks. I am afraid of it. Time to get over that.

Twenty-one days until the New Year, which is resolution time. I have one main resolution (fix my fucking head) but I’ll make some small easy ones too. Any fun ideas for good New Year’s resolutions? Resolution success rate is pretty awful, but it goes up significantly if we share our goals with each other. Get support in taking care of you!



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End Of Writing Hangover (Plus Random Things!)

When I finish a project (in this case, Under His Roof 3, still untitled), I push it aside for a week or so (almost there!) so I can start editing with fresh eyes.

This week is Hangover One. Hangover Two happens after publishing.

Hangover is perhaps a misnomer, because hangovers are bad, they hurt, and they are generally icky for productivity. Still, though, there are parallels. For example, a fun night out with drinks and merriment can lead to a low in the morning–all that excitement gets balanced by non-excitement.

When I write write write write write and boom done, I don’t know. I’m lazier in the morning. I’m writing slightly less.

I’ve been working on this new story, which will be part of a collection, and it’s BDSM, and it’s reminding me how much I enjoy writing BDSM. The story is stylistically different than most of my stories, which means it’s super fun to write but also means it’s likely kinda sucky, because new things are experimentations and first experiments don’t typically result in successes, but whatever. It’s hangover time. I’ll allow it.


  • Check out Amanda Palmer and Neil Gaiman, they did an AMA on reddit. I like that they’re open about their open relationship. As Amanda noted in the AMA, it’s not as if people in open relationships are ostracized in the same way as the LBGT folks, so it’s not like ‘coming out’ as open is a huge deal, but it’s nice when people in the spotlight can shed some light on alternative relationships. Also, she did a fun Open Letter To The Daily Mail (nsfw). Also also, she did an amazing TED talk. Also also also, Neil Gaiman gave a great commencement speech in 2012, totally inspirational, it’s here (scroll down for the video). Can you tell I’m a fan? I’m a fan. Of them both. And I love that they’re married, it’s a fairy tale.
  • Reading binge! My writing hangover is a nice excuse for binge-reading. It’s weird, I’ll go a month or two without reading a drop of fiction, and then I’ll pick up a book and suddenly it’s two days and three novels later and I have to remind myself I live in the actual, non-fiction world. Right now I’m halfway through Survivor by Chuck Palahniuk. Incidentally, he did an AMA on reddit recently, too.
  • For writers attempting NaNoWriMo, Chuck Wendig has been creating some inspirational dialogues on his blog. He’s a good follow, recommended.
  • Fatal’s post, ‘Deal With The Devil‘, reminded me of a personal fantasy, though mine is less hooded. Mine involves a blindfold, headphones, and rope. I’ll let you know how it works out, because It Will Happen. (Eventually) Her blog is hot, also recommended.
  • Lastly, the new Questions page has elicited interesting stuff so far, but I’ve yet to finish an answer. I have three drafts of answers but damn, y’all ask tough questions. They’re coming.





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And The Next Book Is…

Under His Roof #3.

I can say that with confidence because I’m finishing up the last chapter so I actually know I’m going to really truly finish it.

Erm, knock on wood. :) I’m 99% sure it will be my next release, though there may be a non-novella, non-novel release sooner. Under His Roof #3 will take a while to edit, so crossing fingers that goes smoothly.

Yay! I love how the story worked out. Mostly everything that happens was pre-planned, but a couple things happened that surprised even me.

I need a title. I have a few that I’m considering. It has to be within the same frame as the first two, ____ his ____. And, due to Amazon’s new restrictive policy on covers, titles, and descriptions, it can’t be dirty. That also has to do with common sense, although I think Sucking His Cock would sell well. Or Banging His Bones. 

Humping His Hard-on.

A-hem. I’d love to hear any great ideas…



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This Is Kinda Exactly Me…

When you see the words “kinda exactly” in a title, you know you’re in for a treat!

I think I thrive on routine because I very much like to know precisely what will be happening.

This might be part of why I like being a sub, too. I can’t coherently make the connection, but okay, for example, if I make plans with a friend, I will ask them enough questions about the possible scenarios to understand (a) how many people I should expect to meet and/or socialize with and (b) the location I should expect to be…well, be located in. I like to know in advance how long things will be happening for, and as many details as possible, because my routine is my safety net and if I’m going to be pulled away from it then I…well, this is all making me sound quite neurotic, but whatever.

Anyway. So, I think I can make the stretch that part of the reason I enjoy submitting (and not just bedroom kinky-time, but like actually submitting) is that those expectations are less important. I know my general needs will be met. I know I might not always be comfortable, but I’ll be safe. It makes the excitement (noted in the comic above) more fun and less overwhelming.

I dunno. Just a theory. Routine is pretty splendid, though. Now that I’m settled into the new digs, I’ve got my routine down and it’s mostly good (when I follow it). I’m almost done with the rough draft of my next novella (squee!) and I’m thinking about what I’ll work on after. I’m kinda hankering to write something that isn’t erotic.


Not sure yet. I will change my mind three hundred times before I become sure.

Goodness. If this blogpost is a reflection of my current writing ability, it’s a damn good thing my wordcount was really low today…cannot…form…sentences…

I’ll blame it on the Monday.
Happy Monday!


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Happy Anniversary To Me

While chatting with a pal about my past life, I realized that exactly a year ago today I made a strange move to a new situation and started a new, albeit similarly bizarre, life.

A number of other dates could be my personal anniversary. This one was just a particularly giant move in a completely opposing direction. So I’m dubbing it my anniversary. MINE.

Other news:

  • I found an apartment. It’s not very nice, it’s very expensive. Sounds awesome, right? Well…the location is pretty killer, and that’s what I care about. So, I’m happy. Tomorrow I’ll find out if my application is approved. Ten years of not building any credit…at all…hasn’t been the best thing. :/ Ruh-roh…
  • This week I’ve been bopping around between friend’s houses and AirBnB places. During the days I’ve been apartment hunting. It’s been a royal pain in the ass…and an actual pain in the back and shoulders. Walking with a duffel bag to various appointments, combined with sleeping on air mattresses…maybe I’m just getting old. No, no…that’s not it. Can’t be.
  • All the movings to the various abodes of other humans has reminded me that I’m making a good call to get my own place. I’m sick of creeping to the bathroom at four in the morning, not wanting to wake anyone up. It’s different with a partner, for some reason…roommates are tricky.
  • OCTOBER!!!! October is my favorite month. Hello, favorite month!
  • Writing the things: I’ve decided I’m not capable of predicting the next book I’ll publish. Ever. I always think I know. People will write and ask when the next Rock Creek book is coming. I’ll say, “November! Definitely!” Or they’ll ask when the next Under His Roof book will be out. “By the New Year! For Sure!” Yeah, disregard my bullshit, please. I think I know my next release, and it’s neither of those two things, so yeah. Predictions of this sort are not my forte. My apologies.

Reader love:

  • Quick shout out to MK who brightened my morning with this note:

    After I finish a book of yours I gasp and ask for more…thus I read them again.The descriptions are so detailed that I was wondering how would it be if you would write non-fiction education bdsm books…Thank you for the amazing characters and situations you depicted in your books

    I’ve thought about various avenues for writing non-fiction Sex and BDSM. Future. But, as stated above, I’m no longer going to make a prediction of when this will be…it will be. Maybe. I think. I hope. Yes.




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Ain’t No Thang, Babe

I went in for a check-up.

So, I have a slight anxiety problem. Annoyingly enough, I get anxious when talking about anxiety, so today, at my doctor’s office, when she asked me about anxiety I got all anxious and started crying.

Which I’d predicted would happen, so I just kinda shrugged, took the tissue she offered, and told her not to worry about it (she felt awful, like she’d induced the anxiety…which she had, but like, it was predicted, so no biggie).

Here’s another thing, though: When I get anxious, I also get horny.

WTF, right? Well it makes perfect sense, actually, given my kinks. A dominant guy makes me nervous about an impending punishment, or warns me about how hard he’s gonna pound me later, and boom, horn-ball happens.

While my doctor didn’t make me psychologically horny, I did get physiologically horny. Meaning I was quite wet by the time we got around to the exam. I’m nearly *always* wet, too, so like…I was slippery. Moreso than normal.

I wonder what she thought. If I was more forward, I would’ve just asked. But like, that speculum just slipped right in to my dripping cunt, no problem at all. And she said it would be uncomfortable. I was like, “Bitch, please. This is half the girth of a normal cock, it ain’t no thang.”

Good news is: I’m healthy, as expected! Woot! And also, thinking of getting an IUD. Do any of you have one? What do you think about ’em?

The other thing I got was an epi-pen. I’ve been stung by plenty o’ bees, and the last time I got stung, my thigh swelled to twice its size and it was ridiculous. I’m worried about getting stung on my neck. Bees like to sting me. Because I’m sweet.


P.S. Under His Roof is free right now. Pick up a copy! Yay!


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