Thank you Lissa for having me.
My topic is about writing erotic/erotica romantic fiction and enjoy what you write.
Writing erotic/erotica fiction gets an audience, whether its “OMG that’s disgusting,” or “Wow, you really write that stuff, that’s naughty,” giggles. It comes with mixed reactions whether you’re shocked or intrigued. Sex, lovemaking is natural, a majority of us do it and actually like it, unlike the ones who like to be washing their hair! Whether you see Erotica as porn, hardcore, explicit disgrace, or shy away whenever the subject comes up, we are all entitled to opinions. However, on the other side, its lovemaking, passion, erotic, sexual intimacy and has its unique ways of having exciting fun, between consenting adults!
Erotica is a genre on its own, and not all about explicit sex, but if the story is structured well, with a good plot, setting and characters, it leads of into its own little word. The build up, the tension, passion and excitement and without the sex the story cannot be told, and would be missing the main highlights, it would be made boring, the sex is there to feel the appreciation and intimacy. But remembering to keep the story flowing and not just have it about the sex, add fantasises whether its dressing up or BDSM keeping the reader focused and enjoying the scenes, it’s the drive from the characters that make it special.
“Romantica” is used in romance and erotic, making it a huge category, but in these its not just holding hands these boundaries are removed, no limits, take it further and make the passion hotter than ever. They also like adding fantasy, mystery, science fiction or paranormal, keeping the story on its toes, just like any other fictions out there.
Erotica is unlike pure romances and looses the poetic euphemisms, making sure the story built up of the language and sexual imagery and these are used to drive the sexual tension.
After the recent success of Fifty Shades Of Grey it has finally opened the erotic/erotica world up. Finally able to go in a bookstore and see a novel of the genre on the shelves, and bookstands was exciting, yet again their was arguments and the book should only been seen on the top shelf, yet again the sex stigma. Young children can see it, yes they can, but they can also see thrillers with explicit murders being given step by step!
Now sitting down and actually writing an erotic/erotica, romantic novel with a good plot and characters can be challenging in itself. Personally keep writing as a hobby, write it for the pleasure, enthral the characters, plot and setting and love the journey. Submit to publishers with an open mind, become aware that if you get that contact it’s a bonus. It is hard no matter how many rejections you get and how disheartening it can be and you have low and high points, keep writing, keep sharing your imagination with your laptop, pen and paper. However, keep writing, hang in there! It is daunting the hours, time, and the research you put into the fiction but do it for the sake of your pleasure. I after years of writing secretly, I finally told my best friend about four years ago. Yes shocked, but she read my work and loved it. I never expected to be where I am today and thanks to Secret Cravings Publishers my second novel with Nikki Blaise is out there.
Getting everyone to agree to read erotic/erotica is a matter of opinions and it will always get the stigma. If you enjoy writing it, keep going, whether you write under a pen name or your own, keep going. Remember write for pleasure as the story unfolds within your heart. If it don’t fit, take it out, if it’s out of character get rid. You create these characters you know what they like and dislike, make them exciting and do crazy things it makes it more compelling, but keep the drive and enjoy what you write. I have learned greatly that also once you become published, there will always be someone who doesn’t enjoy your work and will criticise, expect it, not everyone will enjoy your hard work.
Happy writing and reading no matter what your genre!
Touching Angel’s Desires is the second book in the Desires series.
Touching Angel’s Desires blurb
Angel’s life was one, big, long, dream come true. Young, beautiful, sexy, and in charge of Desires—the best sex club in the country. An entire staff of delicious men and delectable women was at her beck and call, ready to indulge her every carnal whim.
When vulnerable abuse survivor Stacie Clifford tentatively approached Desires for help getting her sexual confidence back, Angel had no qualms about assigning her secret favourite Dan McVeigh as her tutor. Gentle and sweet, Dan was just what Stacie needed.
Angel hadn’t realized just how powerful her suppressed feelings for Dan were until she noticed Dan and Stacie were getting on a little too well. Despite Dan’s insistence that all was strictly professional, maybe it was time to persuade Stacie that Desires was not for her. Just how far would Angel go to keep Dan to herself?
No one touched Angel’s Desires.
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One of my fellow Military Romance authors is offering two new box sets that I thought I would introduce you to.
The first box set features:
Prequel: SEAL Encounter
Novel: Accidental SEAL
This boxed set contains the prequel to and the full length novel Accidental SEAL. In the prequel, the reader is introduced to the characters, Kyle and Christy. It is a small investment of time and money on your part, like the first course to a much larger meal.
This is a private glimpse into the hearts and minds of these fictional SEALs, their community, and the women who are lucky enough to be loved by them. Their brotherhood, loyalty and mission to protect and defend, sometimes at great personal cost, is what makes them heroes. They do so quietly, not seeking public recognition.
If you enjoy this piece, I hope that you will continue along the journey in my full length novel, Accidental SEAL, and read how these two get together, and fight dangers that threaten to keep them apart.
Christy and Kyle meet quite by accident in the very first chapter, and not in any way you could predict. But rest assured, they will find themselves together at the end in an intense and passionate relationship on purpose.
In the full length novel, Accidental SEAL, Christy Nelson embarks on her new career in Real Estate by holding her first open house. Entering the wrong house, by accident, she finds the nude sleeping body of a young man.
Navy SEAL Kyle Lansdowne, on a mission to find his AWOL Team buddy, is staying at his buddy’s home while investigating the disappearance. When someone breaks in, he takes protective measures. He doesn’t expect to find that a beautiful young woman is responsible for his teammate’s abduction.
What starts out as a meeting by accident becomes a hot affair neither one is ready for. Kyle is conflicted about getting Christy involved in his mission, but his hand is forced when he learns the same San Diego gang responsible for his teammate’s abduction has kidnapped her.
Battling a cadre of dirty law enforcements hell-bent on getting military equipment, especially state-of-the-art firepower, Kyle is forced to admit that he would die to protect her.
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The second box set features:
Prequel: SEAL Endeavor
Novel: Fallen SEAL Legacy
This boxed set contains the prequel to and the full length novel Fallen SEAL Legacy. In the prequel, the reader is introduced to the main characters, U.S. Navy SEAL Calvin Cooper and Libby Brownlee. They have a chance almost-encounter in Monterey. Cooper and his best SEAL Team 3 buddy, Fredo, are on a mission to buy a new drone prototype. Libby is taking a much-needed day off from her studies at the University of Santa Clara to visit the Monterey Bay Aquarium. Find out about two main characters in the SEAL Brotherhood at SEAL Team 3, and why Cooper wants to see more of the lovely Libby Brownlee.
In the full length novel, Fallen SEAL Legacy, Nebraska born and bred Navy SEAL Calvin “Coop” Cooper, after his own family has perished in a tornado, is ordered to meet the family of a prominent San Diego psychiatrist. The doctor’s brother is a fallen SEAL medic who died in Grenada. There, Cooper meets Libby Brownlee, the beautiful niece of this fallen hero. Heavily influenced by her father, “We don’t speak military here,” is her comment about the military in general, and the SEAL community in particular.
What starts out as a frosty debate between two people privately dealing with their own personal grief, turns into a passionate affair neither expected. Just as Cooper realizes perhaps Libby is the woman he’s always been looking for, she is snatched out from under him by a psychopathic killer bent on revenge.
Dr. Brownlee is forced to rely on Cooper’s help, along with his buddies in SEAL Team 3. Will Cooper be able to survive the loss of the woman he loves, or will his self sacrifice be enough to keep her safe?
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Hi all! Lissa, thanks for having me! I always have so much fun when I visit you!
Today I am celebrating the release for my sexy funny short story, Man Hungry, the tale of what happens when two practical jokers are matched up on a blind date. This book was so much fun to write, I just had to share. It’s a really quick, fun read. I’ve attached the blurb and excerpt below so you get a taste!
I also wanted to urge you to enter my contest, which is closing on the 31st of March…there’s still time to enter to win my Tiara and a copy of Man Hungry! To enter, just sign up for the Royal Hotsheet (Sabrina’s Newsletter). Newsletter subscribers are eligible to win all coming contests as well as random giveaways. Because, have I mentioned, I am addicted to buying bling but my tiara closet is getting full?
Send an email with “Enter Me” in the subject line (this is erotica, after all) to firstname.lastname@example.org. If you want to win a copy of Man Hungry, mention that in the body of the email!
The drawing will be March 31, 2013.
One entry per person.
Refer Your Friends Bonus Entries
Tell your friends about Sabrina York, Her Royal Hotness. If they sign up for Sabrina’s Hotsheet you earn another entry, plus a chance at a Referrals Only drawing for more bling. (NOTE: They must tell me that you referred them in the message box so I can give you credit).
***SECRET INFORMATION JUST FOR LISSA’S READERS***
I’m not telling everyone this, but I may also be giving away a tiara in April in honor of the one year anniversary of the release of my first book, Adam’s Obsession.
***AND AREN’T YOU GLAD YOU STOPPED BY TODAY?***
Now that we have that out of the way, here’s the taste of Man Hungry I promised!
MAN HUNGRY by Sabrina York
Blind dates are hell. At least that’s what Justin thinks before he’s set up with Jessica, a sizzling-hot schoolteacher who captures his heart—or at least his lust—at first sight. He can’t let their date fail so he does what any sane, rational prankster would do—he pretends he’s there to meet someone else. A man-hungry schoolmarm.
Jessica knows full well that Justin is her date, so she decides to have a little fun and show him exactly how man hungry a “schoolmarm” can be. And Jessica’s hunger is all for Justin. On the dance floor, atop a table, up against a door…she just can’t get enough.
This is an Ellora’s Cave Quickie, so be ready for a wild ride with lots of action—and ultimate satisfaction—packed into a sizzling short story.
An Excerpt from Man Hungry
Copyright © 2013 by Sabrina York, 2013
All Rights Reserved, Ellora’s Cave Publishing , Inc.
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“You’ve got to save me.”
Jessica blinked as the most gorgeous man she’d ever seen slipped into her booth and grabbed her hand. She barely registered the intrusion. His grasp was that warm.
“I beg your pardon?” She lifted her voice above the blare of the band. It was a country band and a country bar—not her preference but a girl had to do what a girl had to do to meet a decent guy.
“Please. You look like a compassionate soul.” His crooked grin, ringed as it was by a scruffy beard, made rivulets of excitement trickle down her spine, as did the tantalizing dent in his chin. His eyes, large and brown and fringed with long, thick lashes, glinted with humor. A deep dimple sliced through one cheek. His Stetson, from which dark curls erupted, was tipped at a jaunty angle. He batted his lashes—a move that frankly should be against the law. “Can’t you find it in your heart to save me?”
His Dallas drawl made her mouth water—she’d always had a thing for cowboys with dented chins—but she stiffened her spine against his appeal.
She did not need another puppy dog lover. She’d had enough of those in her life. That’s why she was here. To meet her friend Penny’s staid, stick-in-the-mud lawyer cousin. A guy she could have a future with. Who liked country music. And country bars.
He was probably a Republican.
Good. She hoped he was.
She hoped he was a grown-up as well.
Nope. No more puppy dogs for her. She’d made an oath. And she was bone-tired of cleaning up their messes on the carpet. Against her will, her lips twitched. She did love those puppy dogs. And this one was damn cute.
She cleared her throat. It was clogged with arousal. “Save you from what?”
Her cute cowboy slash puppy dog shot a look around the crowded bar and hunkered lower like an outlaw hiding from the sheriff. “The dreaded man-hungry spinster.”
A laugh bubbled through her. As pickup lines went, at least his was original. And entertaining. She lifted her beer to disguise her amusement.
“Oh. Sorry.” His gaze danced back to hers. “I meant to say the dreaded man-hungry spinster schoolmarm.” He offered a charming, self-effacing grin.
Jessica stilled, bottle halfway to her mouth. She was a spinster schoolmarm. Well, an unmarried teacher at least. Close enough.
The cowboy leaned in. His warm breath skated across her cheek. It was all she could do not to nestle right up against him. Melt, maybe. “Just dance with me. Please? One dance before I have to resign myself to the misery of a blind date?”
Jessica’s belly lurched. “You’re meeting a blind date?”
Oh. Crap. So was she. She was a spinster schoolmarm here to meet a blind date.
Oh. He couldn’t be Justin. Could he? She narrowed her focus on his face, nearly distracted by the lazy droop of his lids, the full lips, his scent as it wafted toward her every time he moved. He didn’t look like the guy in the tux down the line from Penny in her wedding photo, the guy with the short-cropped hair and formal posture.
The stodgy lawyer.
Her attention snagged on his jawline and a shiver raced through her. She had a thing for a hard, square, dented chin. Yeah, his hair was longer, he was definitely scruffy and he was dressed in a very unlawyerlike long-sleeved t-shirt, jeans and cowboy boots. But she’d recognize that chin anywhere.
“Ho yeah.” He nodded and an unruly curl escaped onto his forehead. “My cousin’s friend.” He sent her a pleading look. “Did I mention she’s a schoolteacher?”
Certainty stirred in her gut—along with the little demon of mischief that lived there. He was Justin, her date.
He just didn’t know it.
Oh, this was going to be fun.
About Sabrina York
Sabrina is an award winning author of erotic romance with nearly a dozen titles available, ranging from sweet & sexy erotic romance to BDSM to erotic horror. Connect with her on twitter @sabrina_york or Facebook.
Check out Sabrina’s books and read an excerpt on her webpage (www.sabrinayork.com) or explore on Amazon or at Ellora’s Cave.
- Adam’s Obsession: Contemporary Erotic Romance
- Extreme Couponing: Contemporary BDSM
- Folly: Erotic Regency
- Man Hungry: Erotic Contemporary
- Pushing Her Buttons: Contemporary BDSM
- Rising Green: Steamy Erotic horror
- Training Tess: Contemporary BDSM
- Trickery: Magical Domination
- Tristan’s Temptation: Contemporary Erotic Romance
Coming Soon from Sabrina York: Rebound, Book One of the Tryst Island Series.
Fall in Love on Tryst Island…
When a group of friends share a vacation house, wild hijinks, unexpected hook-ups and steamy sex ensue. And true love. Did I mention they all find true love?
Rebound by Sabrina York
A Tryst Island Erotic Romance
Kristi Cross has had the hots for her friend, Cameron Jackson as long as she could remember, but she knows she’s not his type. She’s nothing like the women he dates. So when he suggests they play for a kiss over a game of Hearts, Kristi can’t resist. Even if she loses, she wins. Because she’s finally going to taste him.
Of course, one kiss can quickly become something altogether steamier, especially when both parties are on the rebound…
When I was speaking with Lissa recently about my first male/male release,
See the Light, I asked her if she wanted me to do a guest blog on a
specific topic. She suggested “why I write m/m”. I love it when people do
my work for me, so thanks to Lissa! 😉
I love m/m stories. I love reading them, and I loved writing See the Light.
So without further ado, five reasons I decided to write a male/male story.
1. I love men. And what’s better than one man? Two men! Especially when
they’re gettin’ down and dirty with each other.
2. There’s something rougher about the way men relate to each other. Sure,
we love reading those scenes with (to borrow a line from Crash Davis in
Bull Durham) long, slow, deep, soft, wet kisses that last three days, but
there’s also something to be said for the rough, teeth clashing, lip biting
kisses that men seem more likely to engage in. Men don’t hesitate to slam
each other into walls, grab a butt roughly…
3. While there are always commonalities in any two people falling in love,
two men pose unique challenges, not the least of which concerns whether
they’re “out” or not. The two men in See the Light are definitely not
“out”, since one is a professional hockey player and the other is an
adviser and scout. I liked bringing the issue of gays in sports to the
4. Men are oftentimes ruled by their penises. We know this. If it’s
interesting watching one guy struggle with that, it’s even more interesting
to watch both of them try to deal with it.
5. In romance novels, there tends to be an emphasis on the happy-ever-after
– marriage! Kids! With a male/male, though gay couples certainly get
married and have children, the happy-ever-after tends to focus more on the
So what do you think? Why do you love male/male stories?
Title: See the Light
Release date: 2/26/13
Publisher: Loose Id
Word Count: 41,702
Hockey player Jason Monroe lives a double life—star defenseman and
soon-to-be Olympian on the ice and closeted gay man outside the rink. A
serious relationship is out of the question, and Jason makes do with
anonymous sex in barroom bathrooms, not willing to take the chance on
coming out as gay in a decidedly macho sport.
Advisor to the US Olympic hockey team Patrick Parker knows a thing or two
about being a professional hockey player who’s not out. He’s fifteen years
older than Jason, and when he senses the sexy younger man is interested, he
knows he shouldn’t give in to the attraction. The two men can’t keep their
hands off each other, though, and with each heated encounter it gets harder
to hide their relationship. Then their world blows up around them, forcing
them into the limelight. Will their love survive or be put on ice?
Jason stared at the other man, the lust burning him where he stood. He
moved even closer, like a moth to a flame.
*What the fuck am I doing?*
Apparently Patrick didn’t know either, because his expression became
*I can’t stop.*
“I need to do this.”
Not giving Patrick a chance to react to his words, Jason grabbed him, one
hand palming the back of Patrick’s head as Jason’s other arm snaked around
the man’s waist, pulling him into Patrick’s rock-hard body. It was obvious
the man kept in shape, despite his playing days being over, and a tortured
moan escaped before he could stop it. Jason dived into Patrick’s mouth as
the passion flared, melting him from the inside out. He hadn’t kissed a man
in years, and he realized how much he’d missed it as the kiss went on and
on, neither man willing to let the other go.
He could feel Patrick’s cock as it lined up with his, and even through
layers of clothing Jason felt the heat pouring off the other man. It made
him want to submit to anything Patrick desired, which confused him.
Honestly Jason couldn’t remember the last time he’d had a man’s dick in his
mouth, but right now he’d give just about anything to suck Patrick off.
Patrick pushed them backward until they crashed into the wall, never
letting their lips separate as he took control of the kiss. With a growl,
the older man reached down and cupped Jason’s ass, pulling their cocks
even closer and rubbing them together. Jason turned his head to the side
with a gasp to break the kiss before he passed out, but Patrick kept at
him, scoring his teeth down Jason’s neck to his pulse point.
“So fucking hot.”
Copyright 2013, Cassandra Carr
Cassandra Carr is a multi-award winning erotic romance writer with Ellora’s
Cave, Siren Publishing, Sybarite Seductions, Decadent Publishing, and Loose
Id. She lives in Western New York with her husband, Inspiration, and her
daughter, Too Cute for Words. When not writing she enjoys watching hockey
and hanging out online. Cassandra is the co-founder of two successful group
blogs, Romancing the Jock and Dirty Birdies, and participates in several
others as a contributor. Recently she was re-elected president of Western
New York Romance Writers.
For more information about Cassandra, check out her website , “like” her
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Characters who engage us strongly, whether we agree with them or not, share a characteristic — commitment.
The commitment might be to a cause (saving the world/ruling the world), a person (protecting a loved one/destroying the family of someone who’s wronged them), a job (an assassin, an agent, etc.). But they have a purpose, and they follow that purpose with “steely determination”. Part of the reason we stay with these characters is because they are MORE than we are, better (or worse) than we are, and that unswerving determination, the ability to overcome obstacles and setbacks, no matter how daunting, give us something to hold onto. We might admire it. We might distain it. We might fear it.
Because most of us don’t have that kind of commitment.
However, we can learn from these characters. We can learn to make choices, make commitments, and keep them.
How many people do you know who say they’d write a book “if they had time”? The truth is, they wouldn’t. If they wanted to write a book, they’d put the butt in the chair every day and write the book. They’d make the commitment. There’s no such thing as “no time to write.” There’s a choice to write. There’s a choice not to write. They aren’t willing to do that, and therefore, they won’t write the book. They like the idea of HAVING WRITTEN, but they don’t want to make a commitment to the actual writing. Those who write only when it’s convenient don’t build their craft and build a body of work. Those who make a commitment of time and work find they grow and improve, and eventually, with a combination of commitment, persistence, and craft, they can succeed.
Good actors spend years honing their craft. They pay their dues in no-money and low-money theatre, always seeking out good projects that challenge them and make them grow. Those who make the commitment, even when it’s rough, keep working and working, and eventually earning their living at it. They might not ever be “stars” — but as someone who’s worked with actors for many years, most working actors who aren’t stars have a much happier and more balanced life. They’re committed to the work, they keep working, striving, but it’s about the work, not about the fuss around the work.
Painters, doctors, engineers, accountants, astronomers — whatever someone’s passion is, without the commitment, there is no achievement. Even those who pretend that they were “discovered” while just puttering around — still, they put aside the time to putter. They made time for the work.
If you claim you want to write, then write. Create the time and space to write. If you’re going to sign up for a workshop, you are in someone else’s playground, with someone else’s rules. Respect that. Follow directions. Meet deadlines. Take risks. Commit. You might surprise yourself.
Or, you can spend the rest of your life on the periphery, reading/watching characters who commit deeply, and separate from their creators, who do the same thing.
Devon Ellington publishes under a half a dozen names in fiction and non-fiction. She writes the Jain Lazarus adventures: http://hexbreaker.devonellingtonwork.com, and her paranormal romantic suspense, set backstage on a Broadway show, ASSUMPTION OF RIGHT (as Annabel Aidan) is available from Champagne Books. Her plays are produced all over the world. She offers a wide variety of business writing and editing services, and teaches both online and in-person. Her blog on the writing life is Ink in My Coffee (http://devonellington.wordpress.com) and her main website is www.devonellingtonwork.com.
Blurb and Links:
OLD-FASHIONED DETECTIVE WORK
Detective Wyatt East finds himself the primary suspect when hex breaker Jain Lazarus disappears after their romantic weekend in Vermont. In spite of the suspicions, Jain’s boss, Maitland Stiles, hires Wyatt to track her down, forcing him to face aspects of his own painful past and revealing more about hers.
Saddled with two rebellious runaway paranormal teens, he’s embroiled in a shapeshifter pack disagreement, and must learn to work with both a caustic dragon and a cantankerous mermaid to not only find Jain, but help her help an old friend who’s in over his head. Wyatt learns he is not without psychic abilities of his own, although he prefers old-fashioned detective work.
Releasing on March 4, 2013 from Solstice Publishing:
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Excerpt from OLD-FASHIONED DETECTIVE WORK, the second Jain Lazarus Adventure:
“Again, Mr. Collins,” said Wyatt. “What can I do for you?”
“When did you last see Jain Lazarus?”
“We spent a four day weekend together about six weeks ago in Vermont.”
“Have you spoken to her since?”
“I left a few messages on her voice mail, but I haven’t heard back.”
“Yes, we know that. We have her phone.”
Wyatt felt a chill run down his spine. “Why would you have her phone?”
“Was she in good health when you parted?”
“We went skiing in the morning. We went back to change. She got a phone call – on the landline, not her cell, and said she had to go. She left before I did.”
“No one’s seen or heard from her since that weekend in Vermont.”
“Are you looking for her?”
“Yes. She was due in our office the very next morning to get briefed on a new assignment. The proprietor of the inn tells a different story.”
“What do you mean?”
“He says the two of you left in the morning, but you came back alone.”
“That’s not true.”
“And there’s no record of a call going through to your room.”
“That doesn’t make sense.”
“Did you argue with Jain that weekend?’
“No. We had a great time.”
“Don’t lie to me, Detective. I’m every bit as capable of discerning a liar as you are.”
“Then you know I’m telling the truth.”
“Either that or you’re even more talented than Jain believed. You are the last person we know who saw Jain before her disappearance.”