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Yes, despite the promises, the excuses, the lies (oh the lies!), I haven’t posted as regularly as I once (often) promised myself.

I’ve been in the depths of creativity (which is not as well lit as you’d expect).  As a result I’ve got a short story done, bar the shouting, screaming, wailing and crying – which is also known as editing.  The fruits of my labour will appear in an anthology to be published February 2012 alongside esteemed names like Mel Teshco and Tracey O’Hara and Rhian Cahill.

I’ve also entered one of RWAus’s most prestigious awards – the Emerald.  Now I need to write 60k by February on the off chance I get into the next round (which requires a full ms – of which I have, um 30k from 90k done).  This not only illustrates how busy I shall be over the coming months, but also that I have a good grasp of basic mathematics.  Which I’m rather chuffed about, as maths in general makes me break out in a rash and look around helplessly for a calculator or someone else to blame.

Because of upcoming events, I’m investing in Dragon Dictate.  This has caused many a laughing comparison (not on my behalf I assure you) in our household to the children’s movie ‘How to Train Your Dragon’ as I will now have my own Dragon to train – i.e. recognising my speech patterns so I don’t end up with ‘He shitted nervously’ when I really meant ‘He shifted nervously’.

I shall leave you now – to slide silently and mysteriously back into the writing abyss.  Yes, okay, it’s more like wallowing in a kiddies wading pool and throwing a tantrum after too many lollies.  But you get the basic gist.

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Yep, I’m about to make excuses for being awol from not only this blog, but my other blog and my writing loop.  Just to make things interesting, I shall be giving a variety of excuses for you, dear reader, to choose from.  Just in case one doesn’t gel with your view of things, you can choose one that might.

So here they are, in no particular order:

The dog ate my laptop. A new spin on an old excuse.  (My dog is definitely big enough to do this).

I came down with an illness that did not allow me to use my fingers, legs or brain.  Sadly, it also precluded me from using any sort of household device that involved cleaning.

I was abducted by extremely attractive aliens with a gorgeous sense of humour and a suggestively shaped *wink* space craft.  Oh what fun we had taunting those nitwits from the Andromeda Galaxy.

The CIA entered my home (and remember,  I don’t live in the US so this highlights the importance I have with this agency) and confiscated all electronic devices.  Including the fish tank filter and the toaster(?).

Due to an error on behalf of the Education Department, I was forced to re-attend primary school for a month.  I failed maths, again.

My muse stole my credit card and went on a round-the-world trip (without me).  I’ve been working with Interpol to track that @#$%! down.

And finally: I’ve been on the run from the authorities after an incident involving a gerbil, a sandwich maker and those idiots from the Andromeda Galaxy.

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A while ago a tale consisting of ‘purple prose’ made its way onto my paranormal romance writing email loop (try saying that fast after a few drinks) and has since appeared on Liana’s blog: http://crummynovels.wordpress.com/2011/03/31/semen-at-sea/

The author of Semen at Sea – Katalina Leon, did such a wonderful job of writing this excellent example; I left a comment suggesting she try her hand at more wet and salty adventures. Or perhaps even a period cod-piece. (more…)

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Muse, inspiration, creative obsession, an inability to shut up – call it what you like.  But whatever gets us up in the morning and producing some form of artistic expression can be damn elusive at times (mostly when we really need it and that is NOT at 3 am in the morning).

In the writing group I belong to we’ve had a rash of missing muses.  It’s like some form of epidemic has struck and no one is immune.  (There is a theory that said muses are possibly in Barbados and having a damn good time without us.) (more…)

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I was talking to a friend today about my big love scene – you know, the one I’ve been struggling with?  And as is the way of conversation, we drifted from the main point (my struggles with my difficult hero) into our experiences and views of love scenes – both filmic and literary.

We discussed what is sexy and what isn’t and agreed very quickly that sensuality is often skimmed over by writers in a quick spurt to get to the sex scene, therefore robbing the reader of the wonderful build up of sensual tension and ultimately, sometimes the desire to reach fulfillment – by reading the rest of the book. (more…)

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Why is Mr Darcy so attractive?  And I’m not just talking about Colin Firth in a wet shirt.  I mean, what is it about him (Darcy) that is so compelling?  And why do vampires have the same magnetic allure?  I’ve been giving this some thought (mainly this morning at around 2am – which is always a good time for thinking about sexy, aloof heroes).

I have come to the conclusion that it is two things: (more…)

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So little sleeep – yes that’s my excuse for not prodding my vampire hero into action this morning.  That and I fear that he might just not be that good in bed…

This character has turned out to be sweet, caring, hot, intelligent, but just not bad.  I don’t mean BAD bad just, you know, naughty enough to be really fascinating.  And he won’t be wicked, no matter what I throw at him.   No, he handles it calmly and determinedly sticks to being honourable (and not even in a dark brooding way like Mr Darcy). (more…)

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