Tuesday, October 7, 2014

NEWSLETTER Meg Amor - Sensual Erotic Romance Writer!

Aloha everyone!

I’m out of my schedule, sorry. We have another Conversations with Spencer coming up at the end of week or so, but in the meantime I thought I’d give you all a rundown on where I’m at with things.

My publisher Muse It Up Publishing is celebrating their 4th birthday this month and there are lots of lovely discounts on books available. Mine included. DARK WAR is at .99 cents.



This is a committed polyfaithful m/m/f romance. I took my guys I have in a main series and darkened them up slightly for an anthology call. So if you fall in love with Henry, Izzy and Charlie, they will be back soon in a new book coming this Spring 2015 with Muse It Up Publishing. They’re not quite as dark, although their main personalities are still there. When you get to know Charlie, you could see this being one of his self-destructive bents when he’s feeling unlovable and not good about himself.

AMAZON .99 cents
I imagine they find Charlie in a big old Plantation like this, but more ramshackle.

There's a storm brewing, thunderheads roll in off the bay, lightning sparks the sky. They find Charlie and cleanse him lovingly in a deep bath while the storm rages outside. Inside, emotions are exploding too...


He’s my most complex of the three of them. The one everyone falls in love with. He captures people with his vulnerabilities, all maleness and his deep emotional intelligence.

This is very much Charlie when he was younger. Slighter darker in skin tone, but oozes sexuality. Add in Smokey Robinson eyes and you have Charlie. :-) This is actually Adam Ant, a Romani who I just love. :-)

Of course, people also love Henry. My beautiful Southern gentleman, a Creole like Charlie. His gentle deep nature and loving toward Izzy and Charlie are really the backbone of the relationship between all of them in many ways. When Izzy and Charlie are frothing at the mouth, Henry is quietly keeping everyone together.

Morgan Freeman is very much the prototype for Henry. Sex on a stick. Very beautiful man

And Izzy… J Izzy is essentially me. She is younger, can throw well, and dance Swing. Other than that, she’s me. Would I really tell someone to fuck off out of my house if they were being racist, homophobic or bigoted? Oh hell yes. LOL. I cannot abide that sort of thing for a second.

Izzy :-) 

Would I make love in the open, in a park with someone… Oh hell yes. J

And would I love Henry and Charlie the way Izzy does… Oh hell yes. 

Without question. I have a deep belief in love. I see people’s souls, their hearts. That’s who I love.

So that book Henry and Isolde is coming out in Spring 2015.

It will be the first novel of the trilogy in the Troika Love Series. Troika is a Russian word that means three equal things and that’s what these three are in their relationship with each other. It’s very beautiful. I write about deep soul connections with people. It’s how I live my own life.

Troika horses are harnessed side by side in equal harness. 

If you want a taste of what’s coming up, grab a copy of Dark War to meet Charlie, Henry and Izzy in one of Charlie’s bad moments of self-loathing. But he’s so loved that I hope you’ll see the redemption for him. They’re very sensuous lovers with each other too. That sultry heat you get in the South in New Orleans is in their bones. Even though, yes, Izzy is a New Zealander. She is a Southern Kiwi and was born for the city of New Orleans. The city fits her like a glove.


A little closer to the end of the year, my Christmas story comes out in the Ohh Santa series for Muse It Up Publishing. This to date is my ONLY male/female romance. LOL. Saint Nicholas 


A beautiful heartfelt, sensual erotic romance story—New Zealander, Daisy struggles with the death of her husband, and the days become blurs of unreality. Her one bright spot is buying a lotto ticket twice a week from the gorgeous Greek store owner, Nicky Constantine. He’s flirty and fun—he’s probably nice to everyone. Good Greek Boy, she thinks in her sarkier moments.

But one day, Nicky touches her hand and she’s transported into another time and era—she sees a flash of a heavy sheepskin flight jacket and peaked service cap. In her confusion, she leaves her cash card at the store.

Unbeknown to Daisy, Nicky’s only flirty with her. He’s been watching her for months, concerned for this lovely, fragile woman.

Finding her card, he takes up her challenge that men aren’t romantic anymore. He arrives at her door with an invitation to drive down to the river.

He’s packed champagne and candles…

The magic of the bubbling waterfall and enveloping darkness, entice them into the world of passionate lovers.

Not just present day lovers, but past lovers, from another lifetime…

Christmas is right around the corner, has Saint Nicholas come early this year...

This is as close to Nicky Constantine as I can get... but pretty sexy Greek... Yummm




I love this story because I wrote it at a time when I was struggling badly with my own loss this year. I’m still having a hard time with it, but it is getting better. I’m not as ‘crazy’ as I was. I feel slightly saner. LOL. I’m still not up to speed, but I’m on the mend, piece by piece. What I desperately need right now, is somewhere I can go and live for free and just have some time to rest and recuperate. Being on my own and coping by myself has been a bit of a test in endurance. If it wasn’t for my online friends and phone calls from people, I would have gone stark raving mad here by myself. I like my own company, but 24/7, month in, and month out has taken its toll. I’m ready for some human contact again. I’m actually, like Daisy… ready for a lover, partner and friend again. I’m inviting him into my life. It’s time.

I’m not really keeping up very well with things in the outside world still… but somewhere a new story birthed itself recently. Prompted as always by the wonderful Michele ‘Mikey’ Rakes, I wrote my first gay male/male romance and ohhh, it’s so lovely. I just love these characters and the setting so much. Hawaiian Lei. 

This is how I imagine Beau Toyama looks, but he's older and has long hair. 

This is as close as I can find to Mattie at the moment. He's part New Zealand Maori/Norfolk Islander, lighter skin with freckles. This is very much Mattie's face, the eyes, smile, the build. Hair's probably slightly thicker and skin slightly darker. I haven't really been able to find a picture of Mattie, but I borrowed this from a fellow Kiwi writer E.S. Skipper who writes sexy interesting male/male romances.

His book Flight of the Kiwi: London Calling is excellent. 


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I wrote this for Aaron, my husband who died. He was a New Zealand Maori from the very tough Ngati Raukawa tribe and came from an abusive background. Some of his stuff he never got to work out or face. I often wonder if he’d still be here today if he could have worked through some of this stuff. I think he might have been. And that’s sad, to pass on from this life, with a song still in you. So this book is dedicated to him. There are parts of my own things as always that I’m trying to work through and integrate back on board with my life.

I have to say, I am always a little startled at the writers who say that there’s not much of them in their characters. I’m unsure whether that’s really true and people are oblivious to their own stuff. Or whether some of us write from ourselves and some write from outside ourselves. I can’t decide.

Hawaiian Lei has just been put in for submission TODAY!!! Terribly exciting when you finally hit that SEND button and quite terrifying. You’ve gone over every single thing you’re sending about 153 times to check there’s no spelling mistakes, glaring grammatical errors, and other hideous balls-up that the admin editor is going to take their figurative big red pencil and go NO across. You've double checked everyone name is spelt right. That you haven’t called the publishing house Moody Publishing instead of Mood Publishing. Honestly, it’s amazing how haywire the brain can go sometimes. LOL. I don’t want to write ‘We’re thinking of going pubic hair,’ instead of public here. And other terrifying things you’ve convinced you might have done once you’ve hit that SEND button. And yes, it really does look that big when you hit it. LOL.

So, my latest ‘baby’ and in some ways a very personal heartfelt one for me has gone out today to see if someone will give it a new home. Stay tuned. I hope to have some good news soon. J It’s a very soul deep story and the connection between Beau and Matt is just gorgeous.

Beau Toyama flies one of these gorgeous Stearman biplanes

This lei pattern is somewhat particular to Tahitians

Bora Bora... gorgeous

Tiare flower - Tahitian gardenia. Gorgeous scent which features prominently in this story. 

Here’s the wee blurb for it:

Hawaiian Lei is a heartfelt soul connected, sensual love story. Two stunning Polynesian men, each experiencing existential crisis, meet and fall in love. They find healing against the beautiful backdrop of the mystical Hawaiian Islands.

Beau Toyama, a “mixed plate” Hawaiian/Japanese/Tahitian man is a flight instructor on the Big Island of Hawaii. He’s a lovely gentle shy soul from a dysfunctional island family. He was married until one day his wife Mikey said, “I love you, babe, but this isn’t working. I need a good man…” she’d paused. “And so do you.”

Matt Quintal, a New Zealand painter with a Norfolk Island and Maori background has been living the “gay scene” in LA for a year and knows it’s a crock. Feeling the need to escape the scene, his Polynesian soul is drawn back to the Pacific. He decides to visit his sister Rach in Kona on the Big Island of Hawaii.

When his heart is drawn to the sound of radial engines in a biplane flying overhead one day, his life is about to change. There’s an instant soul connection between Beau and Matt.

They both have things they bring to the relationship which get triggered. Family dysfunction, abuse, redemption, healing, trust and love come to light, as Beau and Matt work together. They both need to profoundly love and trust again. There are deep emotional vulnerabilities between these two men who both want a loving committed relationship. But they must allow their hearts and souls to open.

So, I’m hoping by Spring next year, I will have four books out there in the world. With more on their heels.

Here's the beautiful Ahi Stack that you can get at Jackie Rey's in Kona on the Big Island of Hawaii (my American home state) I think I have everyone eating one of these in every book that features Hawai'i. LOL. They're so amazing!!!

Now, that Hawaiian Lei has been sent out, I’m about to put The Chi Circle back into edit. I am a VERY verbose writer. I know you’re all thinking, really? Yes, I am being a trifle sarcastic. I had to fire up the chainsaw and take 66,000 words out of Henry and Isolde to get it into the 110K ceiling for Muse.

It is the way I write. I just get down what the Muses (my own personal set) are saying and later go back and take out all their ‘that’ ‘and’ ‘is’ ‘ing’ and the list goes on words. LOL. I usually work with an edit list of about 130 words when I’m going through a MS. I have learnt to make it tighter as I’m writing too. But I never want to break up my flow. So I just write whatever is there and go back later to edit. It’s much easier. I’m a pantser writer, so I need the looser structure. It’s a very organic process.

The Chi Circle or Chi is the second book in the Troika trilogy series. We see the full relationship between Henry, Izzy and Charlie, another past life is revealed and we have Charlie’s high octane sexual energy adding steam and heat to this book.

If you imagine the yellow gold band carved with plumeria flowers, you'll know what Charlie buys Henry and Izzy in Hawaii representing the three of them.
I currently still have about 30K of words to still chainsaw out. J I'm hoping that perhaps my publisher will let me have a slightly higher ceiling. With three people in a book, you do need more word allowance. Especially when you write the sensuous love scenes. You have to make sure that everyone is being looked after and that requires more pages, more words. 

Plus, Charlie has such BIG energy, that we really get to see what makes him tick in this novel.

The last final thing that’s happened lately is that I just received news a couple of days ago that I’m going to lose my must loved editor Susan Davis. She is going to be devoting more time to her own writing, which I am really glad for her on. But of course, sad for me that I’m going to lose my wonderful editor who has helped me so much. She’s become a friend too, so I won’t lose her entirely, but she’ll be sorely missed as my editor. To find someone you click with is never super easy for me and Susan and I just clicked. J She’s a gentle lovely soul, with fairie like ethereal energy and it’s been a joy. THANK YOU!!! Much love and hugs.


So… that’s what’s been happening on the writing front for me. On the personal front, I’m getting there piece by piece. As many of you know, my husband Aaron died in January this year. It’s been, honestly… a pretty shitty year. But… the one thing that has stayed with me, even in the worst moments has been my writing. It’s sustained me when not much else was. And for that, I’m very grateful.

As well as every single person, too many to mention who help me in ways you’re probably not even aware of. Thank you. J

I’d also like to thank my mentor who knows who he is. J Love you, babe. J

And last, but by no means least. Thank you to the wonderful readers who sustain all of us as writers. We all deeply appreciate you as writers. It is so nice to know that someone has read your book and enjoyed it.


Thanks and aloha Meg J


You can find me at 
www.troikaromance.com

Wednesday, October 1, 2014

SS Hampton Sr - Fantastic interview with erotic romance writer!!! A new suggestion for a marriage one summer...

Aloha and a warm welcome to SS Hampton Sr., one of my fellow Muse It Up Publishing authors and another HOT writer! Stan is a prolific writer, with a variety of genres, from fantasy, science fiction to erotic romance. With Stan's Choctaw Nation and military background, his books have many different elements in them which give them an interesting edge. He's also involved in photography and would love to photograph the cenotes in the Yucatan Peninsula, the underwater archaeological site there. So please say a big welcome and aloha to Stan, glad to have you here! :-) Aloha! 

Tell our readers a wee bit about yourself. What are 5 things you wished you’d done, have done or are still to do, on the Bucket List? J

1.  I hope to visit the Hastings Battlefield in southern England, where William the Conqueror won England in a day long battle in 1066 A.D.

2.  I hope to visit Ireland, a place whose history goes so far back you might really believe it came to be as mythological legends describe.

3.  I would like to discover a photographic Muse, as I once had in Colorado Springs, Colorado (in the same vein, though different field, discover an artist Muse). A Muse can’t be hired, but has to be discovered unexpectedly. That special Muse can inspire a photographer or artist to expand and create beyond what he would normally expect of himself. Even better is when the Muse understands what the photographer or artist is hoping to accomplish.


Cenotes are sink holes

4.  I plan on photographing underwater archaeology, primarily as a result of my studying for a Bachelors degree in Archaeology. Areas I would like to photograph in are the Yucatan Peninsula (the cenotes), Europe, and the Middle East.

5.  Someday I want to own a plot of land and a home somewhere in the Rocky Mountains where I can photograph, paint, draw, and explore any number of artistic options that appeal to me.




Tell us about the genre you write, why do you love it and how did you get into it?

         I write in several genres—military fiction, horror, erotica, science fiction, fantasy, and even a little bit of dabbling in Greece, Rome, and the Old West—because I enjoy those type stories. Each one offers something different, and that appeals to me as a reader (though I haven’t read fiction for relaxation and enjoyment in years) and a writer. Of all of these genres, the military fiction is easiest because of my serving almost 30 years in the active duty Army, Army Reserve, and the Army National Guard.


What’s your most favorite restaurant in the world? Where, why and the best dish/es they make?

         Well, not that I’ve traveled and eaten out that much, but as memory serves, it would have to be the Cracker Barrel in Colorado Springs, Colorado, and Flagstaff, Arizona. Again, as memory serves, they make the best biscuits and gravy and hash browns that I have tasted. There is also a small place outside of Reno, Nevada, that comes close. Sometimes I am an ordinary, simple man, with simple tastes.





Remember those ads for Expedia (if not, just play along) that asked, ‘If you could go anywhere in the world, but have to go right now?’ Where would you have gone and would you have said to YES to right now? What pulls and entices you to that country?

         I would have responded with “Yes” when asked if I wanted to leave immediately. And I would go to the Himalayas. Even in the 21st century that region of the world sounds mysterious as if it is a wild border at the edge of the known world. And beyond the Himalayas, only legends might hint of what lay beyond that wild border. Imagination aside, I would love to explore the mountains, the trails and passes, mountain valleys, rivers, and villages. Who knows, maybe there really is a Shangri-La somewhere out there.





What parts of you, are incorporated into your characters?

         None that I am aware of. But, I have read that writers do include a part of themselves in their characters. It may be that if I do look back on the many characters I have written, I might discover an occasional personality or physical trait that is me.


Favorite male hero/public figure you admire in the world, dead or alive, and why?

         This is a difficult question only because I have never identified anyone I admired, nor do I have heroes. I only consider a question like this when I am guesting on various blogs because the question comes up from time to time. Anyway, one person would be George S. Patton who, for all of his faults, understood himself and his men, and led one of the best armies in the world. Perhaps Julius Caesar, for the same reasons.



Favorite female heroine/public figure you admire in the world, dead or alive, and why?

         Well, actually, there is none, really. Golda Meir might come close for her accomplishments on behalf of her nation, though something she once said during the Yom Kippur War with the Arabs (1973) remains with me. To paraphrase her, she said, “We can forgive them for killing us, but we cannot forgive them for forcing us to kill them.”

Jacqueline Kennedy impressed me, probably because she was so beautiful and such a wonderful counterpart to a young war hero during “America’s Camelot.” 

Maybe Princess Diana because, in spite of being rich, famous, and a member of royalty, she didn’t seem to be full of herself. She came across as being a kind and caring person. And the same for Princess Kate.




Have you ever had a character just “do their own thing?” Have you ever had an argument with one of your characters? Or anything else odd happen?

         The only odd thing is when the plot, or sub-plot, suddenly makes more sense even if it is deviating from the outline. Combined with my “gut feeling,” such an unexpected story shift usually seems to work out better.


What’s your passion in life?

         Art. In this sense, that includes photography and writing. And I want to learn how to paint, draw, and sculpt, even write on real parchment with a real quill feather pen.





What’s your writer’s routine? Do you write whenever or at certain times? Are you a pantser or plotter? Where do you like to write?

         Unfortunately, I do not have a set routine. I write when the mood strikes me, or when a deadline is looming before me. I tend to write the most from late or early evening until dawn, or shortly before. I’m generally a plotter, relying on an outline with Beginning, Middle, and End, with “action/event points” within each area. I have a desk set in the corner of my bedroom where I do most of my writing; when smoking I move to the island that separates the living room and kitchen, with the front door open to let some of the smoke out.


If you could pick a past life, what time period would appeal to you and why? Would you be male or female? Rich or poor?

         So many possibilities. Rome or Greece? Probably Greece before its own Dark Age descended upon it. Probably a warrior. Anyway, before the Greek Dark Age the world was still young and mysterious, and though we judge their superstitious belief/mythology as being just that, it was all very real to the people. I’m sure there were rich warriors, probably through individual looting, or from a defeated tribe or conquered town, the distribution of goods by the army commander.



What new things have are you working on?



I have to decide between stories about a haunted Tiger tank in North Africa during World War II, a science fiction story about what makes a man “great” in the eyes of others; an erotic romance story set in the Bronze Age, or the second sequel to Sharing Rachel. There are others as well, but the above is a sampling of the various works among which I have to decide which one to start next.


CONTACT STAN:

Amazon.com Author Page

Amazon.com. UK Author Page

Goodreads Author Page




“Sharing Rachel.” MuseItHOT, MuseItUp Publishing, forthcoming 17 October 2014.

TAGLINE: Sometimes people choose to live life to the fullest…


BLURB: 

Burt and Rachel Markham are ordinary small business owners of a feed & seed store in a small Kansas farming and ranching community. Many years before, as young university graduates eagerly anticipating exciting overseas employment, a lifetime in Kansas was the furthest thing from their minds, particularly Rachel who was raised overseas and dreamed of going back. By July 2013 their twin 18-year old daughters, having graduated high school several months before, go east to attend a university. Burt and Rachel settle into their new life of an empty house and a predictable and unchanging routine that threatens to stretch far into the future. One summer evening Burt has an idea—but will Rachel accept the idea? If she does, will the idea add new excitement to their marriage, or destroy it?


EXCERPT: 

She stood and grasped his hand. “It’s a little windy out, but it looks like there’s only a slight drizzle. We won’t get too wet walking home.”
         Burt glanced at the steaming dancers again and smiled. “It’s been a long time since we walked in the rain.”
         “It has been,” she said and leaned against him.
         “I always liked walking in the rain. A light rain that is. A slight drizzle is better.” They stepped into the cool twilight. “Anyway, when your blouse is soaked your nipples really stand out.”
         “Oh God,” Rachel giggled. Silent lightning lit the wet road as if showing the way home.
         Burt slipped his arms around her and kissed her cheek.
         “Hi,” he whispered in her ear. She responded with a little sigh and reached back to place her hands on his hips.
         The greeting was their signal when in public that one or the other was horny. They began whispering “hi” to each other shortly after they became lovers; now they also whispered it after he slipped into her or when she seated herself on him and they were looking into each other’s eyes.
         The storms passed and the humid summer heat returned. The feed store remained busy. The trains rumbled past Four Corners, past their home, as they had done for the past two decades. Burt always thought that the late night train whistle that echoed across the moonlit prairie was one of the loneliest sounds he ever heard.
         One night during their dinner walk they passed by the dark school. Rachel paused and stared at the small wooden building. Twinkling fireflies floated through the schoolyard.
         “Are you going to volunteer this year?” he asked. Classes would start in a few days.
         She was silent for a few moments before shaking her head. “No. I enjoyed being a volunteer teacher’s aide, but with the girls gone…” Her voice trailed into silence. “It wouldn’t be the same.”
         Burt brushed her long hair away from her face. “What about soccer?”
         “They asked me and I said I’d help on special occasions, like the end of season awards banquet.” She folded her arms around herself as if she were cold, though a warm breeze blew across the moonlit prairie. “But otherwise, no.”
         “It wouldn’t be the same?”
         “Jah, jah,” she whispered.
         “Well, okay. I mean, there’s been a big change in our lives, but it doesn’t have to mean cutting most ties.”
         When they returned to the farmhouse Rachel announced she was going for a swim. She poured a glass of Sauvignon Blanc for herself and picked up a CD player. She usually listened to classical music, waltzes, and operas when floating in the pool. There was a chakra wind chime hanging near the pool for the times when she felt like floating in near silence except for the chimes and the sound of the prairie wind.
         A few moments later Burt followed with beer in hand. Maggie trotted behind him, rawhide bone in her jaws. Classical music floated through the night; fireflies played hide and seek among the neatly trimmed hedges along the perimeter of the yard. Others drifted in and out of the nearby cornfield, while the insects of the night droned on in disharmony.
         He saw Rachel drop a dark robe to her feet. In the silvery light of the moon her nude fleshy form had a ghostly white sheen to it. She glanced over her shoulder, flashed a lusty smile at him, and dove into the pool. He stood by the edge of the pool and watched her gliding beneath the sparkling moonlit water. Then she surfaced, rolled and floated on her back with closed eyes. A pair of fireflies circled above her face.
         It was the second time she was skinny dipping. It was like she was shedding the older, busy exterior of motherhood so that her younger carefree personality could reassert itself.
         He sipped his beer and watched her face with Bettie Page bangs plastered to her forehead, surrounded by a fan of long hair and the glimmering water. She looked so content.
         A thought was born.
         A surprising thought.
         A thought he never entertained before about his wife of 21 years—and the mother of his children. He walked unsteadily to a wooden chair with thick cushions and sat down heavily. He gulped his beer. A warm breeze flowed through the night; the trees rustled and the field of corn swayed like watery currents. Fireflies sailed past him.
         “Dammit,” Burt whispered to himself in disbelief…disbelief and excitement. And trepidation. What would her reaction be? What would she say? Could he even find a way to suggest it?
         “Burt?”
         He returned to the poolside. Her eyes were open. Moonlit water droplets on her beautiful face sparkled like tiny diamonds.
         The thought wouldn’t let go. It took root…

Pre-order:

MuseItHOT, MuseItUp Publishing:  http://bit.ly/1nzi91i


         Stan Hampton, Sr. is a full-blood Choctaw of the Choctaw Nation of Oklahoma, a divorced grandfather to 13 wonderful grandchildren, and a published photographer and photojournalist. He retired on 1 July 2013 from the Army National Guard with the rank of Sergeant First Class; he previously served in the active duty Army (1974-1985), the Army Individual Ready Reserve (1985-1995) (mobilized for the Persian Gulf War), and enlisted in the Nevada Army National Guard in October 2004, after which he was mobilized for Federal active duty for almost three years. Hampton is a veteran of Operations Noble Eagle (2004-2006) and Iraqi Freedom (2006-2007) with deployment to northern Kuwait and several convoy security missions into Iraq.
         His writings have appeared as stand-alone stories and in anthologies from Dark Opus Press, Edge Science Fiction & Fantasy, Melange Books, Musa Publishing, MuseItUp Publishing, Ravenous Romance, and as stand-alone stories in Horror Bound Magazine, The Harrow, and River Walk Journal, among others.
         In May 2014 he graduated from the College of Southern Nevada with an Associate of Applied Science Degree in Photography – Commercial Photography Emphasis. A future goal is to study for a degree in archaeology—hopefully to someday work in and photograph underwater archaeology (and also learning to paint).
         After 13 years of brown desert in the Southwest and overseas, he misses the Rocky Mountains, yellow aspens in the fall, running rivers, and a warm fireplace during snowy winters.
         As of April 2014, after being in a 2-year Veterans Administration program for Homeless Veterans, Hampton is officially no longer a homeless Iraq War veteran, though he is still struggling to get back on his feet.

STAN'S OTHER BOOKS CAN BE FOUND AT: 

SS HAMPTON Sr


Dark Opus Press

Edge Science Fiction & Fantasy Publishing

Melange Books

Musa Publishing

MuseItUp Publishing

Ravenous Romance


Saturday, September 27, 2014

ELIZABETH SAFLEUR - Fabulous interview with erotic romance writer ~ Elite Doms of Washington series

Aloha everyone! Today I have the fabulous fellow erotic romance writer and one of the original five of The Flush and Blush Club here with me!! Elizabeth Safleur. She writes the steamy Elite Doms of Washington series. The classy seductive tales out of the nations Capitol. 

So a big warm aloha and welcome Elizabeth, great to have you here today. :-) 


Tell our readers a wee bit about yourself. What are 5 things you wished you’d done, have done or are still wanting to do, on the Bucket List? J


1.   I have always wanted to go to the Cannes Film Festival. I’m probably over-romanticizing the reality of it. But I love the idea of hanging with celebrities on the French coast, wearing something chic and French-like.



2.   Learn to pay the guitar.

3.   Throw a masquerade ball, complete with jester dressed up in harlequin outfits and a modern, string orchestra.



 4.   Build my dream house. My husband and I have our dream land, now we just need to win the lottery (or I sell a lot of books!) in order to build our “final resting place.”

5. Along with number four, I’d like to adopt several rescue Westies and Scotties and give them their forever home.


Tell us about the genre you write, why do you love it and how did you get into it?

I write erotic romance. I can’t imagine writing a genre where people don’t love, have sex, and connect on a deep intimate level. I have always written stories in my head; in fact, the first Elite Doms of Washington book came to me in 1996. It wasn't until 2014 that I finally got it down! I took a six week sabbatical from work due to burnout, and I ended up writing the first draft. Let’s just say erotic romance can be quite therapeutic for both reader and writer.


What’s your most favorite restaurant in the world? Where, why and the best dish/es they make?

My most favorite restaurant is Momma’s Fish House in Maui. I don’t recall the exact entree I had, but it as fish and delicious. The desert I could never forget – The Black Pearl Chocolate mousse dessert.



Remember those ads for Expedia (if not, just play along) that asked, ‘If you could go anywhere in the world, but have to go right now?’ Where would you have gone and would you have said to YES to right now? What pulls and entices you to that country?

I’d drop everything (provided I could make time stand still here at home, so nothing would pile up!) to go on a yacht sailing trip in the Mediterranean. Notice, I wrote “yacht.” Extra luxurious, please.



What parts of you, are incorporated into your characters?

I’d say the independence in my heroines are definitely “me.” But, they are much braver than I am. They explore, stand up for themselves more than I do, and most definitely lay their heart on the line. Their desire to have a career and express themselves either through their job or other endeavor is probably like me, as well. Other than that, their lives are a whole lot more interesting than mine!


Favorite male hero/public figure you admire in the world, dead or alive, and why?

Tough one. Today I’ll say Bono. The man has used his life well – a musician, philanthropist and empowering force on humanitarian issues. He also spent a lot of time really getting to know the issues. He’s not a celebrity figure head.


Favorite female heroine/public figure you admire in the world, dead or alive, and why?

Eleanor Roosevelt. That woman created her life, from top to bottom, under the most difficult circumstances. Her level of service is unsurpassed, all while people made fun of her. Well, didn't she have the last laugh?

Can you tell I admire people who “use” their lives well?


Have you ever had a character just “do their own thing?” Have you ever had an argument with one of your characters? Or anything else odd happen?

OMG, yes. I’m having a battle right now with London Chantelle, the heroine in my second Elite Doms of Washington novel (out March 5, 2015). It turns out London has a masochistic streak. I did NOT see that coming. I kept asking her, “are you sure? I mean, like really, really sure?” She looked me dead in my mind’s eye and responded, “Hey, you’re the one who said characters have to ring true, right? So give Carson the cane. Now.” She’s my alpha sub.


What’s your passion in life?

Creating. I love to write, choreograph dance routines, throw dinner parties, decorate the house, you name it. Engaging in the “something-didn’t-exist-and-now-it-does” kind of creation is my most favorite thing in the world. P.S. I also am passionate about my dog, a little Westie. No one will ever love me as much as my dog.


What’s your writer’s routine? Do you write whenever or at certain times? Are you a pantser or plotter? Where do you like to write?

I can write for long stretches of time – like eight hours. But not every day allows for that. Given I have a full-time day job most of my writing is done on Sundays and evenings. I am NOT good at writing anything good in small increments. Hats off to the mommy-career woman writers who write at soccer games, at ballet practices and in the dead of night. I’m also a hybrid plotter/pantser. I start with a rough outline of the novel and then just start writing. It often ends up vastly different than anticipated. (See London Chantelle above.)


If you could pick a past life, what time period would appeal to you and why? Would you be male or female? Rich or poor?



If I could import hygiene practices and a personal space heater, I’d like to go back to the Viking era. Of course, this could just be my Eric Northman fantasies. :-) But, seriously, the idea of exploring the world with a tall, gorgeous, virile Viking by my side? Yummy. Oh, and most people don’t realize that women went with the men on voyages, fought with them, and basically had more equality than you’d see in an early civilization like that. Maybe that’s why the Scandinavian countries are light years ahead of us in women’s health, equality, and environmental issues?



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Link to YouTube video of Lovely, first novel in the Elite Doms of Washington series: http://youtu.be/yv8chGWS2Z4


LOVELY



Can you have love and power at the same time? At 19, Christiana Snow is about to find out. Always uncertain and shy, a chance encounter with Congressman Jonathan Brond could finally fulfill her longing for adventure. He proposes a summer of sexual submission that proves to be both rewarding and dangerous.

Jonathan, seductive and selfish, lures Christiana to his country home where he blindfolds and lashes her to his bed, slowly awakening her senses and her natural submissive desires.

He promises her many more unimagined pleasures over long, hot Washington summer weekends. But, she must be his exclusively and keep their relationship secret – especially from her father, Peter Snow, a well- known political reporter. Christiana agrees, sure her father would sacrifice even his daughter for a good story. He has never been the same since Christiana's mother died many years ago.

When Peter leaves Washington to cover the presidential primaries in neighboring states, Christiana believes it's a sign from the Universe that she is free to explore with no one watching her back. But, is she?

Christiana’s friend and budding socialite Avery Churchill has set her sights on Jonathan, sure they would be perfect together. Beautiful and vain Avery is not used to losing, and Christiana finds keeping her relationship with Jonathan from Avery, difficult at best.

While Christiana’s courage - and desires - grow under Jonathan’s intense sexual instruction, involving hard spankings, silk gags and being taken, everywhere, she wonders if she can keep up. Then when Jonathan uncovers other facets of his mountain home, revealing hidden, suspension units and unique sexual desires, she finally has to admit Jonathan’s proclivities may have a dark side.

HOLIDAY TIES 

AMAZON 


Debut author, Elizabeth SaFleur offers you the latest in D.C. discipline

When Yvette Sava takes a spill on the ice outside of her Washington, D.C hotel, she knows the handsome man that helps her up spells trouble.

Ryan Knightbridge is strong, passionate and demanding—and far too young for her. But Ryan has waited a year for his chance with the lovely submissive, who withdrew from society following her high-profile divorce. Unable to resist his charm, 

Yvette agrees to spend two days and two nights with him, allowing herself to indulge in desires shuttered long ago—but with a clear deadline.

Now, Ryan has one wintry weekend to prove to her she’s worthy of love—and he’s worthy of her submission.