Writers are a kooky bunch. Here's an interview my friend and colleague from Rebel Ink, Sharita, sent me. It's one of her alter egos being interviewed by one of her other pen names, BL Morticia... If you're confused by that, join the club, but read and enjoy all the same!
BL: How long have you been writing?
Rawiya: Well, Sharita created me in late 2009 before Michael. She wanted a muse to represent her more sensual side.
BL: When did you decide that writing erotic fiction was for you?
Rawiya: Um, pretty much when I figured out that regular romance doesn’t really do it for me. I like the gripping emotion of it but our grandma’s Harlequin’s isn’t what I’m interested in writing. Even though you are the snarky muse, I like to push boundaries too. Typical romance writers stick to the same m/f stories with a few diversions but not many. I like to write some m/m, m/m/f, even some f/f but with a more sensual erotic theme.
BL: Are you comfortable with writing the sex scenes?
Rawiya: Yes but I struggle with keeping them fresh. I’d like to start adding more in the sensual area as well writing something new for my characters in the bedroom.
BL: Are you willing to try something like BDSM or another subgenre?
Rawiya: Sure, but I’d do it in a more sensual way. To be honest, I’m not into the more painful aspects. I can read them but I’m not sure I can do them. You can. *grins*
BL: Heh, yeah perhaps. Is there anything that inspires you to do these? Other books, porn…*laughs*
Rawiya: Everything inspires all of us including Shar’s everyday life situations. She puts a little of herself into all our characters. They face some of the same stresses she does and in that way, it makes it more realistic.
BL: Who is your biggest supporter of your career?
Rawiya: Hubby and good friends who told Shar to go for it.
BL: What do you feel about erotica suddenly becoming more mainstream? Harlequin has a line and now, Avon will have a line of erotica romance books as well.
Rawiya: I think it’s great that the big time pubs are finally noticing that erotica is not just smut. That’s the misconception a lot of writers face when they’re trying to talk about their work to friends, coworkers, etc. Everyone thinks its straight porn. That’s not the case anymore. A lot of the stories have a backbone just with more sex than the typical romance.
BL: As an author, do you feel it’s important to be part of the national writer organizations like RWA?
Rawiya: I do but I don’t belong yet. Hopefully, I will eventually.
BL: What storyline of yours, that hasn’t been released yet are you pretty excited about?
Rawiya: That’s a great question, BL. I’d say the one that’s bugging the hell outta me to write which is an m/m called Something Like Jayden.
BL: Tell us about it, even though I know. *snicker*
Rawiya: It’s a story about a man on the down low who is married to a woman strictly for professional reasons. He’s afraid of coming out completely because he doesn’t want to lose his status with his company. However, a new employee, a gay male who is out, might convince him otherwise. Jayden wants this story written. Talk about a busy muse!
BL: Yes even the character muses bother us, the writing muses. Anyway, what frustrates you most about being a published author?
Rawiya: Even though I’m patient in most aspects I’d say waiting for the submission. I know it’s part of the business but it’s like when you’re waiting to open up your gifts at Christmas. You really want to see if you get a great gift or coal. *laughs*
BL: What genre would you like to do that you haven’t tackled yet?
Rawiya: Um, I’d love to do some f/f. First I’d like to read more of it, though. I’ve read a couple but not enough that I’m ready to tackle it.
BL: Recently, an author went after a blogger for a two star review. How would you have handled that and what is your stance on authors answering their critiques.
Rawiya: I don’t answer reviews, especially not on public forums. All of us subscribe to this. We’ve emailed and thanked them for their time. Simply that.
BL: Tell us a little about your latest projects and what books you have coming out next.
Rawiya: You know but I guess others don’t. *laughs* Well, the 2nd book is mine in the Something New on the Menu series, Time to Make the Donuts, coming in February. Then Smooth Like Latte book 3, another storyline with loud muses, book 5 in the collection, Sugar Daddy as well as Living in the Now my first MMF will be out with NNP in April. I have many in the hopper, the next one to work on is my M/M Lessons in Ink and the Masquerade series which I’d like to work on and get submitted somewhere.
BL: What advice do you have for writers to be or those new to the industry?
Rawiya: I’m still new too but I can add, never give up. Always listen to your editors because they know more than you and learn all you can while writing. Don’t be afraid to pick up another authors book. Surely they’d be an influence on you and teach you something along the way.
BL: Where can we find you?
Rawiya: http://www.thelitriad.com and my blog http://rawiyaerotica.wordpress.com
Fun Questions
BL: Boxers or Briefs?
Rawiya: Boxers.
BL: What celebrity man do you wish you could have but can’t?
Rawiya: Ooh that’s a toughie. I’d say right now the answer is Jason Momoa.
BL: Good choice! What’s your fave part of Jason besides the obvious?
Rawiya: His eyes. He has the most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen.
BL: A perfect date?
Rawiya: My hubby would be a romantic dinner at a five star restaurant. Afterwards, a little dancing then back to the hotel for a serious lovemaking session that included desert. *winks*
BL: Okay, who is the character in one of your books that you identify with?
Rawiya: Well, the Living in the Now book would be me, Mara Devine. She’s fun, outgoing, and not afraid of anything. I love fun and fearless females.
BL: What is one sentence to sum up Rawiya?
Rawiya: Sweet and sensual with a sexy side.
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Thursday, January 26, 2012
Double Header: Excerpts from BL Morticia and Rawiya
Available in February at Amazon, All Romance, and Smashwords
Andre, a customer, comes in and pays him a visit. The two lock eyes and immediately connect on a personal level. Because of this, Christopher decides to pursue when Andre passes him his card. He wonders what the young man does for a living however, he’s so smitten by him, Chris doesn’t give it much thought.
Little does the shop owner know, Andre actually works for his biggest competitor as a secret shopper and has been told to use any method necessary to find out the secrets of the shop as well as convince him to sell his shop and become part of the national chain.
When Christopher finds out, he has a surprise for Andre and deals with him in a rather humorous way. Will he trust Andre once he finds out this fact? Will he give up his shop under the pressure the well known franchise?
With the song Manic Monday by the Bangles playing on the overhead, Jesse stood behind the cashier Wanda, getting orders for customers while Christopher finished putting the third batch of donuts in the oven. The owner always felt better when the store officially opened for business making him forget about the lack of sleep he got from the night prior or the fact he’d been in the restaurant since two a.m.
He pushed the double doors open as he came from the kitchen, watching the customers lining up in front of the register. They were ready to give their morning rush orders of coffee and donuts or bagels. Others who had time sat at the long laminate counter waiting for one of the waitresses to take their requests. Bigger groups of people or those who liked to take in the atmosphere sat in booths to sample the diner’s finest delicacies. Part of the charm of Christopher’s place was it catered to everyone in some form or fashion while offering great service. Something he knew that other place could provide.
While waving at a couple of regulars, Christopher started to help Jesse bag a few orders. Unlike most owners, he always chipped in to help on the front lines regardless if it were busy or not.
Jesse smacked him on the shoulder. “Yo dude, you look like you haven’t sleep in weeks.” The husky redheaded woman poured a cup of coffee for a lady in front of her.
“Well thanks,” he frowned. “I’m still being bombarded by calls from that place to get me to sell. They won’t quit. Don’t they get the message?”
“Apparently not. They been callin’ ya at home?”
“No on the cell and all because that one girl that used to work here got employed by them. They thought by doing that, they’d be able to pick up some secrets or learn something new about me, or the restaurant. Didn’t they know I brainwash my former workers,” he laughed.
“You wish. You just don’t share anything important which is smart, now me on the other hand,” She cocked an eyebrow. “I could be an asset to someone if they swayed me to leave.”
Christopher stopped immediately and glared at her. “You’d never.”
She drew up her lips. Within seconds she guffawed and smacked him on the back pretty hard. “Babe, no, never. I’m just messin’ wicha. I’d never leave your side. I told you the day Jayson died I’d help you run the place till we couldn’t do it anymore and I meant it. You know I’m a rebel at heart. I couldn’t go anywhere and work for “the man” and feel comfortable. I ain’t wearin’ no suit and tie for nobody.”
Christopher choked a little from the slap and let out a small sigh of relief. He didn’t know what he’d do without Jesse if she left. Good thing she always had such a good sense of humor and because he liked her as his second in command, he vowed never to piss her off if he could help it. Yes, they’d had run-ins a couple of times over various decisions but he knew most of the time the two of them would come to an agreement in the end.
“Well I’m glad about that.” He straightened his tie and shrugged his shoulders. “I need you here, Jess. No bones about that. Most days, I’m not sure what I’d do without your intellect.”
She blushed and chuckled. “Aw, Christopher, I swear if I didn’t like women and you didn’t like men we’d be a match made in heaven, right?”
A woman with a baby in front of them giggled and took her bag.
Christopher sighed, “Jesse, we really need to stop talkin’ about our personal business up here, huh?”
“Yes, duly noted boss man. Sooo…maybe we should go in the back so I can ask you about the dude I hooked you up with last week.” She nodded and turned to him.
“Um, nothin’ really to tell. I’m sorry Jesse, he’s just not what I’m looking for.”
The manager rolled her eyes. “Just what the hell are you searchin’ for in a man, Chris? You gotta lower your standards just a little don’t you? Ain’t no pretty boy with money and a squeaky clean disposition comin’ into your life any time soon.”
“That might be true but, well, he just didn’t do it for me. I liked that he’s self-sufficient, he’s pretty burly which I, erm, well, I’m not into overly muscular men. He doesn’t have to be a model but he does have to be easy on the eyes.” Christopher paused, “Didn’t I just say I didn’t want to talk about my business up here?” He cocked an eyebrow.
“Oh sorry, let’s go in the back a moment then. I gotta hear the rest of this. Wanda, you okay hon, since the rush is about done?”
The younger blond nodded, “Yep, I’ll call ya’ if I need ya.”
“Great.” Jesse gripped Christopher’s shoulder. “To the back then chief to get another batch ready then, huh?”
“Yep. We’ll be back, Wanda.” Christopher went through the doors and Jesse followed him. He really enjoyed when he and Jesse could work and talk at once. Made the day go by a lot faster. If only he had something other than his seemingly desperate romantic situations to converse about.
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Coming Feb 3, 2012 BLMorticia with her snarky series about a man looking to shed his "gayness" The Army's the place to get right, right? Think again!
A gay, curious young man, Cody McCayne has fallen over the fence more than a couple of times. He's hoping the armed forces can help him become more of a straight man given he's under extreme scrutiny from his family. To make it happen, Cody leaves behind his on and off again lover, Dari Kirk.
At the local recruiting office, Cody meets Corporal Justin Belvidere who can tell Cody’s hiding something, running away from something he needs. And Justin knows just what training facility to send Cody to, the one part of the army everyone knows as one of the finest and most upstanding platoons.
Captain Morris Dunst runs Army company 9669, a proud group of men known for their tenacity, wit, and strength. In fact, Dunst has produced some of the best soldiers in his ten year tenure, teaching them how to be real men.
Book one begins with the introduction of Cody McCayne and his childhood friend Dari Kirk who’ve been having sex on the down low for a while until they’re found out. This scares Cody and he decides to cease their relationship.
Due to the constant taunts and chiding of his father and peers, he decides that joining the army is the answer for him to “get right” in his words. He thinks this will dispel his gay persona and make him a real man.
However, during his ten week tenure he’ll meet the characters at Fort Jackson of company 9669, the only all gay and lesbian platoon who operate as straight soldiers by day but play and teach at night. This section is run by Captain Morris Dunst and his lover, first Lieutenant Darios Bright.
Unedited Excerpt Subject to Change
When he straightened the wheel, he got out the truck, sprinting to the place he hoped held his ticket out of here. He opened the doors, letting a couple of army men out before he went in.
“Wow,” he mouthed, glancing about the place as if he were a tourist. Large hallways, cream colored walls with decorative crown molding. The floors were made of linoleum. Everything was so clean. The glare blinded Cody.
His eyes fixed of the small line of men huddled together to hand their papers to a soldier sitting behind the desk. Cody tightly gripped the application in his hands.
Do I really want to do this? How will I handle being yelled at by someone basically the whole time I’m there?
Suddenly, young McCayne began to question his decision. He tapped his feet, fumbling with his free fingers as he eyed the men talking with the representative.
Why am I doing this?
Yes, why the fuck was he? Joining the army just so he could gain acceptance? Make his asshole dad proud of him? Would this be worth it?
“Iknowiwantthisiknowihaveto…damnit!” He grit his teeth.
What if he didn’t like army life? What if the captain was an asshole he wouldn’t be able to tolerate?
What am I saying? They’re all assholes. None worse than my dear old dad.
The men in front of him inched closer to the recruiter’s desk.
Cody could feel his palms sweating along with his brow.
What the fuck? I need to man up. That’s my whole reason for doing this right?
He straightened his shoulders and cleared his throat.
Only one more ahead of me. I can do this!
The young man shrugged his shoulders and gulped hard. He stuffed one hand in his pocket and eyes darted from left to right.
Oh my fuckin’ God, I’m gonna…
“Next!” The man in front of him moved away and suddenly it was Cody’s turn. “Yes…um…Sir?”
The guy behind the desk gave him a wry smile. “Yeah, you ready to come serve your country, boy?” He has a slight southern accent and piercing blue eyes.
Damn, the man is hot.
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RAWIYA is the more sensual erotica writer in the BLRawiya duo. Rawiya's first book, Time to Make the Donuts will be out in Feb of 2012 from Naughty Nights Press and her first MMF Living in the Now will be released in April from NNP. She has several shorts in anthologies, the latest, That Thing in the STARbooks collection, Tall Dark and Delicious. A lot of her shorts are also on Every Night Erotica. She blogs regularly at Erotic Dairies and Wicked Sexy Writers. For more please visit the Rawiyas blog on Wordpress.
BL is currently a published writer with Rebel Ink and Naughty Nights Press. Her first two novellas, My Lieutenant and Something Fresh Served Hot have Silver Stars on All Romance. She writes bi-weekly for Erotic Diaries with Rawiya and a column twice a month on Blak Rayne Books
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The Literary Triad - http://www.thelitriad.com
The Literary Triad on FB - https://www.facebook.com/TheLiteraryTriad
Rawiya – http://rawiyaerotica.wordpress.com
BLMorticia - http://blrawiyaerotica.blogspot.com
Twitter - http://twitter.com/#!/rawiyamikembl
Kindlegraph - http://www.kindlegraph.com/authors/rawiyamikembl
Monday, December 12, 2011
Sneak Peek: SANTA, CUTIE by Cerise DeLand: A holiday tale of great expectations! (18+)
Susanna Corrigan believes in Santa Claus. Always did. So a Christmas-time flight to Alaska for a one night stand with a man chosen for her is a perfect gift. Fun and great sex with Mr. Right Now fits her bill for no strings, no commitments.
Then hunky Gil Santana laughs with her, buys her dinner and take her dancing–and Susanna asks herself if she can resist the temptation to make Gil more than a temporary affair.
Need a nibble of my cherry? Of course, you do!
18+ Excerpt:
Gil Santana promised himself one more lap in the pool before he treated himself to lunch and for a chaser, a snifter of Armagnac. He extended his arm in the pool, ready to push off once more, but his eyes snagged on movement at the far doors. His gaze glued to the perfect vision who walked through them and his mouth fell open.
Through the ladies’ spa entrance came a female who took his breath away. The way she walked. Like a queen. The way she pushed back her shoulder-length hair into a ponytail and rubbed her hands together in glee like a kid eager to jump in the creek on a hot summer day. She was, undoubtedly, the most beautiful woman he’d seen here at the resort or in fact, anywhere.
Even in Hollywood.
Hey, Santana, that is the plan, man. You’re here to find a woman who isn’t like the aggressive types in Los Angeles. So what if this one strikes you as….
Luscious.
He blinked. She strolled to a lounge chair and inched out of her flip-flops.
Five-five or so. Red hair. Lush, wavy hair the color of merlot. Never-from-a-bottle, intoxicating red hair. Oval face. Dark eyes. Damn! What color?
She looked around. Didn’t spot him, thank goodness. Then she smiled to herself. Padded over to the shallow end, stuck her toes in the water, and grinned.
He swallowed hard and didn’t make a move. He wanted to enjoy her. She shook back her hair and pulled at the bottom of her suit. Snapped it beneath the crease of her gorgeous, firm ass and took the steps down slowly into the water. She was quite incredibly lovely.
Quite incredibly built.
Madre Mia. With breasts. Half moons. Nipples pebbled beneath the white spandex of her conservative, one-piece suit. Hips like God should give all women. And thighs. Trim. Knees. Cute. Long, long, long legs.
Down boy. His cock did not obey. And Gil had to agree with the big guy. This woman was worth the salute.
Stop it, Santana. You act like a drooling teenager.
Yeah, but, wow, did he hope she was his for this 1Night Stand thing.
How could she be?
Yeah, true.
She looks exactly like the type you don’t want. She looks like a wannabe movie star who’ll do anything to get a part. Including wearing a sign, Casting Couches R Us.
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