Excerpt from Her Shelter The ghost of Christmas Future…
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Can a strong Alpha learn lessons of the heart from someone who refuses their own emotions or will the Ghost of Christmas Future be forced to interfere?
New pack alpha Reinhold struggles with control over his pack, trying to provide the best for them while maintaining his relationship with the Sisters of the Moon.
Mistress Crissy is the solid, logical member of three sisters that have been granted possession of all wolves in this world by Diana, Goddess of the Moon. Her connection to Reinhold is purely lust based, or so she thinks until he pulls a stupid stunt and injures himself and her heart.
Can either of these two see heart to heart or will it take a little intervention from the ghost of Christmas Future to force them both to realise that they need each other as Mistress and switch?
http://www.total-e-bound.com/product.asp?strParents=&CAT_ID=&P_ID=397
We’ll also discuss WriteSEX at http://www.writesex.net and talk more about this writing game.
Don’t forget to visit me at http://www.saschaillyvich.com
WriteSEX Update
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This Week on WriteSEX.net~Jean Marie Stine~ How To Maximize Your Income From Writing Erotica By Jean Marie Stine Many books, websites and courses tell you how to write and sell erotica. But they stop there. The fledgling writer is left with the impression that these two steps are all there is to it. In short, that successful writers of erotica earn enough to live on by simply writing and selling an erotic tale, and then moving on to the writing and selling of next one, never looking back. Most of us would be starving to death if that was, indeed, all there was to it. Try it yourself and you will soon discover, via starvation, how absurd this idea is. In fact, for many of us, especially those who write erotic short stories and novelettes, writing and selling the story are only the beginning of wringing the maximum income from it. When my friend Harlan Ellison (primarily a short story writer, whose example, while he does not write erotica, is germane) finishes a story, he first sells it to the highest paying magazine market he knows of. Then, a year or so later he sells it to some anthology it seems right for. A year or so later he puts it in a collection of his own stories. Next, he typically sells it to a magazine that pays it lower rates but whose contents page would be enhanced by a story with his name on it. Later other anthologists may also purchase the story. These steps sometimes transpire in a different order, but you get the general idea. He gets paid four or more times, usually more, for each story he writes. That’s why when I sell a short erotic story the first time, if the magazine or anthology wants any kind of exclusivity on it, I insist on a one or two period of exclusivity, after which they can still keep the story in their anthology, but I can sell it wherever I like. At the very least, I absolutely insist on being able to put it in anthology of my own stories, after a one or two year period. This is, in fact, how many short story writers enhance their income and manage to pay the rent/mortgage. Read the rest of her post here: http://www.writesex.net/
March 8th Update - WriteSEX and Rants!
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Update on WriteSEX, share excerpts from latest in the Mistress Turned series and talk more about author behavior. Particular to me is a rant about how authors talk on twitter and other forms of social media such as Twitter. Using Yasmine Galenorn and Dakota Cassidy as examples, we cover some of the behaviors authors SHOULD emulate and why those of us who have been around a long while are truly wise. This is one rant you won’t want to miss!
On Today’s Show, we’re BACK!
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We’ll recap what caused my hiatus and how we’re moving forward with the show. No guest today but we’ll discuss a few things that I have to say about the writing industry in general. We’ll discuss http://www.WriteSEX.net and talk about why you should follow us as we define Erotica for authors of all genres. A brief mention of who is involved in WriteSEX and why I asked them to join the panel will be covered. We covered author/book pricing and why it doesn’t make sense to yell at the author for the price of their book. We even rant briefly about Amazon.com’s issue as of late! May be an excerpt at the end of the show!
It's been a long few weeks with me having taken time off from the show to catch up on writing and teaching. But we're back for awhile 
Excerpt from Siddella’s Surrender
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Chapter One
She ducked into the shadows, using the large buildings as cover against the onslaught of electric bolts being fired at her by the Cyber-Fae. Heaving breath, sweat covered and barely clothed, she had only herself to blame for trying to steal data from a high ranking Comrade in this part of town.
What little magick she could summon, she pulled from deep within and used it with a cloak chant. The Cyber-Fae chasing her wouldn’t be able to sense her unless her temperature fluctuated much.
In this cold weather, that was unlikely.
Fae in the Unseelie Kingdom knew only one temperature. Freezing.
Lights from hover cars zoomed past her, the whirling sirens of the Cyber-Fae’s elite police force speeding past her.
Siddella’s heart pounded loudly against her chest. In these lands she could not call enough magick to warm her body or still her beating heart since the grid took ever little bit of energy from the inhabitants to power the computers used to run the city-state.
Sinking deeper into the shadows, Siddella remained still as a brick while silently praying for the return of the Goddess and God to these lands.
Another moment passed in what seemed like an eternity.
Using her magick feelers, Siddella picked up the presence of others who were not Fae nearby.
They wouldn’t help her but their scents would help mask hers once she mingled in with them.
The trick was, did she have enough glamour to change her appearance and get into whatever event was going on.
A little food would help. Disappearing from this hateful realm and into the Seelie Kingdom would be a better fate than dying under the thumb of a merciless ruler who sold his own people out for technology in an attempt to provide security against a non threatening enemy.
Or, perhaps she could get to Earth and masquerade as a Goth while living out her days in peace.
The money her contact promised for this information would certainly get her out of the Unseelie City-State.
Siddella crept along the building side until she reached the back wall that ran along the length of the high rise. Peering up between the buildings, she noticed a sliver of light between the brick wall and back edge of the building. She could slither through, race along the line of the wall and bypass being spotted if she kept her balance.
Her stomach grumbled.
Siddella set a hand on her tummy and clutched at it. A shiver ran through her.
She swallowed hard.
The sky opened up and began to pour white snow from the clouds. The sounds of other Fae yelling and scurrying inside to avoid the snow echoed through the alleyway.
Siddella didn’t have a choice. She had to make it into one of the nearby buildings before the electric snowfall zapped her.
Since the weather had changed so drastically in the Unseelie, Gods and Goddesses left. The land which lived at will no longer reflected Faery culture. Random beautiful storms that showered Faery with colorful liquid and made flowers bloom in the darkness became acid rain storms. Snow that once coated the land in a blanket of white and blue now fell with heavy voltage of electricity.
Not all of Faery had changed, the Seelie Kingdom was still a Kingdom, not a Fascist city-state. Granted, the Fae there were prudish and Victorian but that part of Fae still retained the blessings of the Court of Light.
Siddella clutched the flash drive in her pocket and made a dash for the wall. She hoped her speed could get her up on top and keep her balanced until she found an opening.
With a quick jump, she now perched on the single layer brick wall. The tiny amount of room would give her some shelter from the electric snow, but not enough to keep her completely uncovered.
If snow hit her skin, it would zap her with several hundred volts of electricity.
She swallowed another lump in her throat and took off down the line of bricks, darting over gaps.
Snow fell with a buzz around her ears.
She stopped just in time to see the end of the wall and a light blanket of snowfall cover the road before her.
“Shit.”
Panting, she dug her hand into the pocket of her jeans and shoved the flash drive deeper inside, making sure to protect it from the outside static that accompanied the snow.
The soft buzzing became a loud hiss.
Looking around, Siddella saw the giant hotel across from where she perched and saw doors open. Guests in suits hung around the glass windows watching the snowfall.
She could probably make it across the street without getting hit by snow.
Hover vehicles zoomed down the street at a fast pace. The cars provided protection from the electrical storm but nobody liked being out in it.
Her nose picked up the scent of white pepper and cayenne.
She ran a hand through her shoulder length white hair and hoped she could summon enough glamour to get passed the doorman into shelter.
This would require the rest of her energy. She’d spent what she had on getting to this point.
Every nerve was on edge. She calculated the distance from here to the hotel opening. Just one hundred meters. With the wind blowing that would probably knock her off course slightly, at best. At worst, she’d make it to the awning but get hit with a few flakes.
“Fuck.”
She had no choice. She had to survive the next few hours in hopes of meeting her contact.
One more, she swallowed down the bile that rose in her throat. Taking a deep breath, she figured out that heading slightly to the left of her target would probably get her to the door and inside with just enough time to spare that she could throw up her glamour and fit in with the others.
Tattered black and pink cloth covered her top and because of her breasts hug just above her belly button, tight blue shorts hugged her hips, leaving most of her legs exposed. Ankle length boots with holes in the soles completed her rag tag outfit.
She shrugged and prayed once more to the Gods who used to live here that she wouldn’t get struck down by electric snow.
Inhaling a deep breath, Siddella lowered herself to a sprinting position.
With a whoosh, she let out her breath and took off into the street.
A car horn blared to her right.
Lights flashed to her left.
Gunfire sounded.
The electric bolt buzzed by her ear, distracting her.
She veered off course but kept up her pace.
Her legs pumped hard and fast, sending blood through her body to help movement.
A loud thud caught her off guard before she realized she’d hit a column inside the hotel.
Patrons stared at her oddly. Staff looked at her, then returned to dealing with customers.
A grin almost crossed her lips as she realized she underestimated her speed and ran straight through the glass doors and into the middle of the large foyer.
Marble columns like the one she ran into towered above her head. Gray and black seemed to be the predominant theme here, with high metal walls that rose to the sky. Above her, snow fell and landed on the glass fixture several stories up.
She’d made it to the proper hotel to meet her contact. She let out a sigh of relief. Only a few more minutes remained before she could escape this nasty hell.
“Miss?”
A hand tapped her shoulder. She looked up to see another Faery, his eyes slightly slanted and closed much like the Asians of Earth. His form fitting gray uniform showed off broad shoulders and narrow hips.
She licked her lips. “Yes?”
“May I help you?” He spoke politely, keeping an even tone while his gaze roamed over her body.
Patting herself off, Siddella stood.
She remembered the gunfire outside. She had limited time before whoever shot at her came into the hotel. Think damnit! “I’m here waiting for a friend.”
He smiled kindly. “Can I get you a coat? You hardly look dressed for this weather.”
That smile didn’t quite reach his eyes.
His accent was definitely that of a Halfling. Words came out low and drawn out. “You look like you’re not even from here.”
She ran a hand through her blonde hair. “Because I have dual colored irises?”
“Because you’re shivering and dressed highly inappropriately for the Unseelie City-State.”
She snorted. “Yeah. Well, it’s laundry day?”
He chuckled. “Fair enough I suppose. At least let me get you a house robe then.”
It wasn’t like the fae didn’t encourage nudity but this hotel swarmed with businessmen and women who most likely weren’t here for the freak show or the club scene. She nodded. “Is there a washroom I can use?”
He pointed down one hall towards a row of elevators. “Yes. Come with me and we’ll get you that robe.”
She straightened and looked around. The fae standing before her stood several inches taller than she. He extended a hand to her.
Seeing a chance to use what little glamour she could on him, she blinked and focused her energy on changing her appearance. White hair spiked and became a blood red. Her dual colored eyes became tri colored, silver with white and red flecks. She stood an inch taller with darker skin.
Her clothes she couldn’t change so much.
PEARL Nominations - Congrats!
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Here they are at long last, the finalists for 2009 Paranormal Excellence Awards for Romantic Literature (PEARL). Congratulations to all the writers who were nominated and those who made the roster of finalists. We also want to thank each reader participating for nominating their best reads of 2009.
2009 Finalists are:
FANTASY
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THE SHADOW QUEEN by Anne Bishop
NIGHTWALKER by Heather Graham
UNHALLOWED GROUND by Heather Graham
THE SWORD AND THE PEN by Elysa Hendricks THORN QUEEN by Richelle Mead QUEEN OF SONG AND SOULS by C. L. Wilson
FUTURISTIC ROMANCE
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OBSIDIAN PREY by Jayne Castle
HEART CHANGE by Robin D. Owens
GUARDIAN by Angela Knight
SCARLET by Jordan Summers
BLAZE OF MEMORY by Nalini Singh
MAGICAL / FANTASY ROMANCE
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THE PERFECT POISON by Amanda Quick
ANGELS' BLOOD by Nalini Singh
WHITE STAR by Elizabeth Vaughn
POSSESS ME AT MIDNIGHT by Shayla Black
BURNING ALIVE by Shannon Butcher
SCIENCE FICTION
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THE WARLORD'S DAUGHTER by Susan Grant
DIAMOND STAR by Catherine Asaro
HOPE'S FOLLY by Linnea Sinclair
BEYOND THE RAIN by Jess Granger
SHAPE SHIFTERS
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ETERNAL CRAVING by Nina Bangs
BURNING WILD by Christine Feehan
DRAGON MOON by Rebecca York
MORTAL SINS by Eileen Wilks
BRANDED BY FIRE by Nalini Singh
LEADER OF THE PACK by Karen MacInerney
WILD HIGHLAND MAGIC by Kendra Leigh Castle DESTINY OF THE WOLF by Terry Spear
TIME TRAVEL
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TIME FOR ETERNITY by Susan Squires
GUARDIAN by Angela Knight
CREIGHTON MANOR by Karen Michelle Nutt
WHAT WOULD JANE AUSTEN DO? by Laurie Brown TIME PLAINS DRIFTER by Cheryl Pierson
URBAN FANTASY
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TURN COAT by Jim Butcher
FROSTBITTEN by Kelley Armstrong
BONE CROSSED by Patricia Briggs
DEMON MISTRESS by Yasmine Galenorn
WHITE WITCH, BLACK CURSE by Kim Harrison DESTINED FOR AN EARLY GRAVE by Jeaniene Frost PREY by Rachel Vincent RED-HEADED STEPCHILD by Jaye Welles
VAMPIRE
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OVER MY DEAD BODY by Michele Bardsley
DARK SLAYER by Christine Feehan
THE RENEGADE HUNTER by Lynsay Sands
LOVER AVENGED by J.R. Ward
STAY THE NIGHT by Lynn Viehl
BAD TO THE BONE by Jeri Smith-Ready
RAPHAEL by D.B. Reynolds
ANTHOLOGY
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THE LOST by JD Robb, Ruth Ryan Langan, Mary Blayney, Patricia Gaffney MEAN STREETS by Jim Butcher, Thomas E. Sniegoski, Kat Richardson, Simon R. Green STRANGE BREW by Charlaine Harris, Jim Butcher, Patricia Briggs, Karen Chance, P.N. Elrod, Rachel Caine MEN OF THE OTHERWORLD by Kelley Armstrong BELONG TO THE NIGHT by Cynthia Eden, Sherrill Quinn, Shelly Laurenston MUST LOVE HELLHOUNDS by Iona Andrews, Charlaine Harris, Meljean Brook, Nalini Singh
NEW AUTHOR
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Chloe Neill
Kimberly Frost
Tammy Kane
Gail Carriger
Cheryl Pierson
OVERALL BEST PARANORMAL ROMANCE
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DARK SLAYER by Chrstine Feehan
THE GIFT by Deb Stover
DEAD AND GONE by Charlaine Harris
MORTAL SINS by Eileen Wilks
BLAZE OF MEMORY by Nalini Singh
LOVER AVENGED by J.R. Ward
DARKNESS CALLs by Marjorie M. Liu
PREY by Rachel Vincent
Remember:
* Only listers, fans and friends of the PNR Groups can vote for PEARL. (includes fans on Facebook, Twitter followers, Shelfari friends and MySpace Friends in addition to the Yahoo Groups).
* Listers may vote only once.
* No ballot will be accepted without a valid email address. All emails are verified with an active subscription to one of the five PNR lists or if you're registered on http://paranormalromance.org/reviews.
* Voting ends at midnight March 7th, 2010 (poll closes at Midnight Eastern Time). Ballots are hand checked so don't wait until the last minute.
* Results will be announced live at a PNR Chat. More info to come.
The URL For the Voting Form is:
http://paranormalromance.org/pearl/pnrballot.php
As only listmembers are eligible to vote, please do NOT post this link anywhere!
If you are a finalist and wish to put the PEARL logo on your website, please send a note to pnr4staff@yahoo.com with PEARL LOGO in the subject and we'll send you the information.
Thank you again to all the readers who nominated the best reads of 2009, you're terrific!
The PEARL committee and PNR Staff
Savvy Authors got picked up by the Ft. Worth Examiner!
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SavvyAuthors First Annual Bootcamp for Writers is please to announce their workshop line up for the bootcamp. The bootcamp itself is open only to members but anyone can take our workshops. Every time you register and pay for a workshop you get an entry into the raffle for free prizes ranging from a license for Liquid Story Binder to free tuition for one of Holly Lisle's online classes to books, subscriptions and other fabulous items.
Sign up for Savvy Authors from the Savvy Authors homepage. Once you join Savvy Authors, you can also sign up for a lot of our workshops for free.
If you have any questions about membership write to liz@savvyauthors.com
Questions about workshops write to workshops@savvyauthors.com
The February classes are:
Workshop — Presenter — Start Date — Cost
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Who Are These People — Jen Safrey — 14-Feb — $15 Members/$25 Non Members
GMC and Stakes — Raquel Rodriguez — 14-Feb — $15 Members/$25 Non Members
The Basics of Romance Writing — Tambra Kendal — 14-Feb — $10 Members/$15 Non Members
Plot — Beth Daniels — 14-Feb — Free to Members/ $5 Non Members
Breaking Things Into Threes — Beth Daniels — 21-Feb — $15 Members/$25 Non Members
Thinking — Lea Schizas — 21-Feb — Free to Members/ $5 Non Members
Writing from the Male POV — Sascha Illyvich — 28-Feb — $10 Members/$15 Non Members
Characters and Conflict — Todd Stone — 28-Feb — $15 Members/$25 Non Members
Love Scenes — Tambra Kendal — 28-Feb — Free to Members/ $5 Non Members
Pre Order the Cougar Book
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The Cougar Book is now available for pre-order and I am giving anyone who pre-orders The Cougar Book a copy of SWING! in ebook.
http://www.logical-lust.com/cougar.html
Featured at Logical Lust's blog: Interviews with Cougar Book authors! See them here
I'll share an excerpt from my story "Whiskey Tasting" which features a rather sexy yet familiar woman in my world, who just happens to own a cigar bar. Her favorite client comes in frequently. One night he comes in with a younger woman and Morganna gets irritated. Determined to establish and keep him, she arranges to have the bar open for him alone for a special type of tasting…
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Pushing her at arms length, he offered a shrug. “I’m sorry about last night.”
Her lips pursed together in a thin line. “What do you mean? I have no claim on you.”
She covered her mouth at the realization that she’d blurted out something that sounded completely obnoxious.
Tilting his head, Nicholas blinked. “Actually you sort of do. See, last night was the three year anniversary that we met and I wanted to bring you a treat.”
Her heart thudded loudly in her chest. “Really?”
He nodded. “Yeah. I figured you might not remember because you see tons of people come through your bar but…” His voice trailed off.
An eyebrow arched. “But what?”
He set his hands in his pockets. “But fucking Shannon…she’s been after me for weeks. I tried to brush her off but she was persistent until last night.”
“Oh?”
Nicholas nodded slowly. “Turns out, she can’t stand the fact that I don’t go to church, like fine cigars and scotch and even worse? Apparently I flirt with the older women.”
Heart still pounding, her lips curled upwards in a smile. She wasn’t going to give into her desires this early, but she was going to have some fun with him.
Running a hand through his thick mane, Nicholas continued, looking downward at the ground before setting his gaze on her lips. “I wanted to spend the night with you and close down the bar. I even planned to take the next day off.”
She saw color appear on his cheeks and had to stifle a giggle. “What happened?”
“Shannon drove me back to my place and tried to seduce me. She got sick because I smelled of cigars and whiskey. I had to drive her back to her car. Ended up coming back here only to find you’d left for the night.”
Morgan’s eyes widened. She hadn’t thought he’d come back. He never did. “You always leave just before my shift ends.”
He cupped her cheek, his hand warm against her skin. “I hate disturbing you at the bar. I love your company honey but…” His voice trailed off.
She leaned into the palm of his hand. Sensing he was holding back information from her, she decided to press him. “But what? Come on, spill it.”
Nicholas dropped his hand. Inhaling a deep breath, he let it out slowly. He muttered the words Morganna barely caught. “The only way…”
Her breath caught in her throat.
Grabbing both her shoulders, Nicholas pulled her to his and dropped his lips against hers.
Pressing into him, she tasted the faintness of cognac on his breath along with the velvety steel tongue of his that plowed between her lips.
Her body responded to his kiss, every nerve steadied to alertness. Her hands clutched at his biceps, pulling him deeper into her.
Their tongues wrestled for control of the kiss and even though Morganna was a good six inches shorter than Nicholas, she won out. Molding her body to his, she shifted so her thighs trapped one of his between hers. She wasn’t a hussy, but damn did she get what she wanted!
Hands tangled in her mass of hair, pulling her head back to expose her neck.
Kisses trailed down along the line of her jaw, down her neck and back up to meet her mouth. His lips were pliant beneath hers.
She swirled her tongue over his bottom lip before invading his mouth, exploring, touching, caressing his until he’d pulled back and smiled.
Her heart pounded against her chest and she staggered until he reached out and caught her with a gentle grip.
“Wow.” Morganna’s pussy clenched in anticipation of more to come, but Nicholas just stood there.
The goofy look on his face didn’t disappear but he wiped a hand across his lips. “I’m going to remember that taste forever. I almost need a smoke after that alone.” He wriggled an eyebrow.
She smiled, licking her bottom lip. “I have an idea,” she reached for him, twirling a fingernail around his chest.
A sparkle appeared in those deep sea blue eyes. “Yeah?”
“Come by the bar Sunday. We’re doing a special scotch tasting and I think I have some stuff you’d be definitely,” her voice dropped several notches, “interested in.” She patted her stomach for emphasis. Fingers slid into the waistband of her jeans and down lower until she reached her pussy. Dipping her fingers in just slightly, she kept them there a moment, watching him watch her.
His eyes remained fixed to hers though she swore she could see his mouth watering at the prospect of whatever she had to offer.
“You’ve got it. But wait, isn’t the bar normally clos-“
She pulled her fingers out and pressed them against his lips.
He inhaled sharply, letting his tongue dart out over her fingertips just to taste.
The sensation sent her hormones racing. “Yeah it is. But this is a private tasting. Be there at 2, okay?”
By now he’d drawn more of her fingers into her mouth.
She didn’t want to move, other than to go to a private place and continue their game.
His tongue swirled around her fingertips, cleaning her scent from him.
Pulling her fingers out of his mouth, she smiled and pushed past him. “Remember,” she ran nails across his flat stomach.
He shivered and cupped her ass with a hand, squeezing her.
She giggled and walked past him, letting the taste of his mouth linger on her lips during the rest of her day.
Male POV Course being offered at Savvy Authors in February
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And anyone else you may know that is interested:
Writing from the Male POV
Presented By Sascha Illyvich. In this workshop, learn the ins and outs of character creation from a side of romance we rarely hear from, the male romance reader/writer! Kinky Erotic Romance author Sascha Illyvich shares with us tips on how to create more memorable heroes, avoid some common pitfalls and have more fun with our writing!
What you’ll learn from this class
o Male Archetypes and how they affect our characters
o How (il)logical men think and why they act the way they do
o How to take any male character from any movie/story and modify him to fit your story
o How to get your man to express his true “self”
o What men REALLY care about and how to work with that for your characters*
o A man’s self view*
o The GAY MALE Viewpoint*
o The Male Cycle of Emotions and how it compares to the female cycle of emotions
o A man’s journey in life
o What men really think
A few extras
Using character creations sheets (don’t groan!) that have all the relevant information you’ll need, you’ll be able to craft male characters that are just as deep as your female characters. Getting inside the heads of your male characters is the most important aspect of “how to write” them.
Cross gender writing can make or break an author’s career if they cannot portray the opposite gender clearly and accurately. With the growing popularity of M/M romances, it’s becoming increasingly important for males to be portrayed in the proper light! We’ll cover all that here and a lot more over the next week.
WHEN: Feb 28 - Mar 6 COST: $10 for Members
$15 for NON-Members REGISTRATION: Early Bird registration will open after February 1st. WHO:
Sascha started writing ten years ago, releasing poetry and an occasional short erotica story before focusing on kinky erotic romance in various subgenres. His books have been listed under the Road to Romance’s Recommended read list, as well nominated for the CAPA.
He is also the host of the Unnamed Romance Show on Radio Dentata and continue to write for Renaissance E-books, and Total E-bound. Readers can find his work, plus free reads at http://www.saschaillyvich.com
He’s also part of the WriteSex Panel, a blog group that’s defining erotica for writers in any genre! Find us at http://www.writesex.net
Link for more information: http://www.savvyauthors.com/event.cfm?EventID=122
Still on Hiatus but check out last week’s WriteSEX update!
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Jean Marie Stine: Publisher of Renaissance E-books and Sizzler Editions talks about Erotica, eBooks and Economics this week on WriteSex.net
**In January 2010 Amazon.com announced that, for the first time ever, ebooks had outsold print books during the previous December.
It was an epochal announcement. It was not only a first for Amazon, it was a first ever for the entire publishing industry. The long-heralded era of the ebook had finally arrived.
Although print books continued to outsell electronic books over all, the tide was clearly turning. Meanwhile, sales of ebooks were booming at Sony’s own ebook store, as were sales at B&N’s new ebook store.
These sales were fueled largely by the availability of a new generation of ebook reading devices that could wirelessly download books from ebook stores, and several of which, notably Sony’s newest iteration and the new Nook from Barnes & Nobel, were multiplatform, capable of reading ebooks in a variety of formats.
Amazon claimed to have sold 200,000 units of the Kindle well before the holiday shopping season, while Sony reports having sold over 300,000 of their ebook reading device, and B&N recently said that the Nook was the single bestselling item at their site over the holiday shopping season. Between these three companies, then, about one million or more ebook reading devices will have been sold to readers by the end of 2010.**
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Erotic Romance by Sascha Illyvich
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Sascha’s Secrets…let me whisper them to you
WriteSex~Defining Erotica~A Guide For Writers Of All Genres
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