I Can See Her Eyes Looking From A Page In A Magazine

Take a gander right here, and zoom in to see the upcoming issue of Filament Magazine featuring my story, Cold Turkey. It's interwoven with a tremendously hot pictorial, which just about blew my mind. I'm so excited to be a part of the new issue, my second appearance in this fine periodical based in the UK. It hits stands March 1st, and is available for purchase right here.

Also, College Boys, is now available at Cleis Press and will be March 1st from Amazon. I'm so excited to be a part of this collection, and can't wait to see the finished product. My story, Right Way, Wrong Way, is all about a liberal professor and his opinionated, conservative student. Sounds pretty good, right? Check it out and see!!
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Like A Band Of Gypsies We Go Down The Highway

Another weekend has come and gone. Which brings another Man Candy Monday. I'm finally feeling better, and I'm ready to get more work done. Lord knows every time I think I have a handle on stuff, more stuff comes down the pike. But, I'm trying to keep up and succeeding, just barely.

Well, enough Internets for now, the laptop has other things in mind today.

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I'm So Sick And Tired Of Being Sick And Tired

My, my it's been a crazy couple of days. My reading in Philly on Wednesday went really well and I had a wonderful time reading and answering questions at the Erotic Literary Salon. Susana was a wonderful host and I met some great, supportive people. It is always amazing to hear, first hand, what people think of what you do. I was pinching myself all night listening to every one's kind words and praise. I would do it again in a heartbeat, despite my nerves.

Unfortunately, my high from Wednesday night was soon gone as I picked up a case of food poisoning along the way, and was nasty-sick on Thursday. While my recovery is nearly complete, I'm still feeling ever so slightly crook.

But, back on the positive side of the game, my contributor copies of Best of Best Women's Erotica 2 arrived and they are gorgeous. I'm so honored to be a part of this collection and have so much respect for everyone in it and for the editor, Violet Blue. I also got a bit of good news over the last few days, that I will share, once the time is right. Those things were just what I needed to help me feel better and boy have they.

So, on to the weekend, and hopefully some relaxation. Lord knows I could use it.

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My Mouth Is Dry, My Face Is Numb

Today is the day of my reading in Philadelphia, and hopefully the weather will cooperate enough so I can get there without a hitch. I'm really looking forward to sharing some stories with people and getting more comfortable reading my work in public.

I still get so nervous standing in front of a room full of people and reading something I wrote. It doesn't seem to matter how much I practice or how good I think the story is. My hands still get sweaty and shaky, and my mouth goes dry. I'm hoping that the more I do these types of events, the more these symptoms will subside.

Wish me luck!! And, if you are in the area, stop by the Erotic Literary Salon!

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If You See Johnny Football Hero In The Hall, Tell Him He Played A Great Game

After a false start penalty, I'm ready to repeat the first down. For those of you who don't know what I'm saying, I apologize, but a football reference seemed apropos. After all, today is the day that Tight Ends, an anthology of hot football stories, drops at Ravenous Romance. In it, you will find my story, An American Tight End in Australia. It's all about international relations, so to speak.

So, check it out, if you're into hot dudes in tight pants who pat each other on the ass. Who says I don't understand football?

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Mountain Tops, Level Like Parking Lots

Isn't the Winter Olympics inspiring? If all skiing was like this, I'd watch it a lot more. Some chilly Man Candy for this Presidents' Day. Sweet land of liberty, indeed.

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I'm All Grown Up Now, Baby Can't You See

Happy Valentine's Day!! I hope you are having a wonderful day full of chocolate, flowers, sex, gourmet dinners, stuffed teddy bears, etc. . . .

If you have a free moment, please head over to Logical Lust today and check out The Cougar Book. It is now available in both paperback and e-book form, and contains my story, Spring Training. It is about a hot, young college baseball player and the older woman who catches his eye. It is super-hot and I'm so proud to be a part of this collection with the likes of Craig Sorensen, Emerald, Jeremy Edwards, Shanna Germain, Donna George Storey and Rachel Kramer Bussel.

I can think of a better gift to give this Valentine's Day. Smut is always a solid choice. Here's an excerpt to get you started.


I looked out the window, watching the fluid, easy motion of his arm. He barely looked at the ball when he caught it. It was as if he were on autopilot; until the ball thrown by his partner sailed past him, and went careening off the wall of the building where I was sitting. My heart skipped a beat as I watched him running straight towards my window, his legs pumping hard. The ball skipped up against the base of the building. Before I knew it, Derek was standing right in front of my window. He bent down to pick up the ball and stood up, his eyes staring right through the glass at me.

I froze, unable to move an inch in my chair. I expected him to just run off, but he didn’t. He just kept staring, his eyes fixed on mine. A deep flush rose up in my face. His smile surprised me, as did his apprising gaze. His hand reached out and touched the window, just for a second. His hand truly was large, his fingertips leaving smudges on the thick glass. It felt like he was touching me, a jolt of electricity shot through me. He turned and ran away, returning to his buddies and their game of catch. Nothing had happened, but it felt as real as anything ever did.

Turning away from the window, I tried to calm down. But, my breath was ragged and quick. I could feel a rush of moisture between my legs. My reaction seemed out of proportion, somehow odd. I looked at my clock. It was almost lunch time again. I cast one last glance out the window, before heading to the break room. Somehow a boring sandwich seemed like just what I needed.
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Pierced Every Flap Of Skin

Just a quick stop to mention this nice review of my story, Poking Holes, in the Toy Box: Prince Albert short collection from Torquere Press over at Tam's Reads.

Now, back to work.

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Well, Go Get Your Shovel, And We'll Dig A Deep Hole

We finally made it out of the house yesterday, and joined the world of the living again. If I never shovel snow again, I'll be a happy woman. Things are finally starting to return more to normal, and that is fine by me. The snow piles will surely be with us for a long time, as they are now taller than me.

I haven't gotten as much done with all my blizzard free time as I would have liked, but things are starting to look up. I mean, it is always easier to type when my arms are fully functioning. Here's hoping I can finish up a few things before the deadlines hit me square in the head. And, maybe find a little time to snuggle with my Valentine.

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I Feel A Little Shaky, I Can't Control My Nerves

I'm getting excited and a little nervous for my reading next week. This wonderful article appeared in yesterday's Philadelphia Inquirer, giving the Erotic Literary Salon some wonderful press. Here's hoping the Daily News is as kind on Tuesday.

The snow has not swallowed us up completely yet, but I dread heading outside to start shoveling. This winter has been a real bitch.
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I'm Gonna Have To Penalize You

It's a done deal. The Saints have won the Superbowl. It was a great game, and we filled up on wings, queso dip and beer. I am sore from shoveling snow two days in a row and my mind is swirling with new story ideas. I have a million things to do this week, but hopefully it will be a good one. Man Candy, however, is always good.

(By the way, the picture is courtesy of Just Beautiful Men. They do God's work.)

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Walking Like You're Stuck In Velvet Snow

We are in a full-on white out, but luckily, we have no place to go. There are just a few things I wanted to mention before I go back to vegging on the couch.

The Cougar Book is now available for pre-order. And, if you order it before it comes out on Valentine's Day, you will also receive the e-book version of the collection Swing! Sounds like a pretty good deal, no?

My contributor copy of Coming Together: Into The Light came in the mail yesterday. It looks fabulous and I can't wait to get down to reading it. I'm trapped and all, I might as well enjoy it.

Tomorrow is the debut of Tight Ends, the brand new anthology from Ravenous Romance. It the perfect start to the biggest football day of the year. Check it out!!

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some more loafing to do.

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From That Point On I Reach My Destination

Anyone who knows me knows that I am loathe to talk about the weather. I just hate it so much. Especially snow. The intense panic that has settled over the area is making me crazy. My weekend plans are shot, but I am truly okay with it. I finally have the chance to kick back after a very hectic, but wonderful week. I can sit in my house, cuddle up, relax and not have to worry about doing a thing.

So, let the world go mad. I've been to the grocery store, ran all my errands and have nothing to do but sit and watch the world go by. Here's hoping you can do the same.

How about some good news for the weekend? In addition to watching the big game on Sunday, take a moment to check out Ravenous Romance and the book of the day, Tight Ends. It includes my story, An American Tight End in Australia. The story combines two of my great loves. Cute, athletic boys and Australia. How can you lose?

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We Both Know I'm Too Young For You

My world is a whirling dervish right now, and I'm trying to keep things from falling through the cracks. So to that end, today over at the Logical Lust Blog, you can read an interview with me about my story, Spring Training, which appears in the upcoming Cougar Book. I'm really happy to be a part of this amazing collection and in such an outstanding line-up.

Also, I just found out that the Philadelphia Daily News will be in attendance at my upcoming reading at The Erotic Literary Salon. I'm the featured reader on February 16th. I just had some kick-ass postcards printed up for the event, and I'm ready to roll. If you are in the area, please come by. Doors open at 7:30. Click the above link for all the info.

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Don't Drink, Don't Smoke - What Do You Do?

For a while, after we moved into our house, we received mail for the previous tenants. That's pretty typical, and we tried our best to send it on it's way. But, long after the normal misdirected mail window, I came home from work one day to find a gorgeous gift basket on my front step. I realized quickly that it was not for us, but for the people who had moved out over a year before. Now, I knew what the right thing to do was. But, soon enough, the little devil appeared on my shoulder and told me that I could take that goody-filled basket inside and no one would ever have to know. However, the damned angel on the other side made me take it to the rightful owner, who happened to work right down the street.

I was recently presented with a similar dilemma and reluctantly let the angel direct me yet again. Damn me and my overactive conscience. Sometimes, doing the right thing really sucks!!

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No Time For The Intricacies Of Explanation

Too much to do. Man Candy is all I can deal with right now. Check out yesterday's post if you missed it. It will let you know what is happening. Back to work.

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