 Now Sue Lyndon's gotten into the Liebster act. Who can I speak with to arrange a spanking for her?
My questions: 1. What is your favorite song? So many...I guess right now, and it's been this way for many years, Don't Ever Wonder by Maxwell 2. What was the last thing you ate? Pea soup and a Monte Cristo sandwich 3. Do you prefer to read from a Kindle/Nook/etc. or a paper copy? I just got a Kindle and I cannot believe how much I'm loving it 4. List your five favorite movies. 1) Godfather Pt. 1 2) Godfather pt. 2 3) Godfather pt. 3 4) Steel Magnolia 5) An Affair to Remember 5. What writing project are you working on now? A romance/suspense full length novel with about ten tentative titles. 6. Are you allergic to anything? I am SENSITIVE to many things, but no Epi Pen for me 7. Do you have any real life stories that start with, "This one time at band camp..." ? Sadly...no. 8. How do you handle telemarketers? Do you hang up, politely say 'no thanks', or curse them to the depths of hell? I screen with a marvelous device called an answering machine. 9. When was the last time you wrote someone a letter by hand and snail mailed it? 5+ years 10. Besides writing, do you have any other artsy talents? Please refer to #3 under Things About Me in the prior post. It's as artsy as I get 11. What's your favorite kind of candy? Dark Chocolate and Lemonheads
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 I was nominated by Cara Bristol for The Liebster Award. Here are rules, stolen verbatim from Ana Vitsky's blog:
Alright, now I suppose I need to answer Cara's questions first, so here goes:
Now, stuff about me you might not know: 1. I have never been seriously spanked as an adult 2. I have a fear of falling but not of heights 3. Using just my mouth, I can tie a knot in the stem of a Maraschino cherry 4. I love Barry Manilow and The Carpenters 5. I love single-malt scotch 6. I love the smell of single malt scotch on my love's breath 9. I'm a great cook but a lousy housekeeper 10. My love and I have been together in several past lives 11. I was raised Mormon--no joke. While I had a ball answering these questions and telling you a bit about myself, I cannot bring myself to pester 11 people with this much fun, so on this part, I shall respectfully pass. I was tagged by Anastasia Vitsky.
Here are the rules:
DAYS WITH YOU 2. What genre does the book fall under? ROMANCE/SUSPENSE WITH, YOU KNOW... :) 3. Which actors would you choose to play your characters for the movie rendition? NO ACTORS, BUT I DO USE PICTURES 4. What is the one-sentence synopsis of your book? COP TRIES TO PROTECT A WOMAN FROM AN UNKNOWN KILLER 5. Will your book be self-published or represented by an agency? I DON'T SELF-PUB 6. How long did it take you to write the first draft of your manuscript? A YEAR 7. What other books would you compare this story to within your genre? ANY ROMANCE SUSPENSE WHERE HERO PROTECTS HEROINE, EXCEPT IN MINE HE SPANKS HER, TOO 8. Who or what inspired you to write this book? IT STARTED OUT MANY YEARS AGO AS FAN FICTION FOR A TV SHOW. IT MORPHED FROM THERE. 9. What else about your book might pique the reader’s interest? THE CHARACTERS ARE VERY REAL AND THEY AREN'T PERFECT. THERE'S MAJOR CHEMISTRY BETWEEN THE TWO, AND THEIR RELATIONSHIP IS COMPLICATED BY AN EX-HUSBAND AND CHILDREN, IN ADDITION TO THE KILLER WHO IS AFTER HER. Question #10 Tag, you’re it! I'm tagging these five authors: ALTA HENSLEY CARA BRISTOL SUE LYNDON RENEE ROSE MAREN SMITH  DEAR BONNIE:
It's hard to know where to start when one begins tossing themselves out there into the wind like we know what we're doing. When someone like that (certainly NOT me!) comes across someone like YOU who, through simple acts of kindness (like adding a writer's website to her blogroll) causes others to take notice, it cannot go unnoticed. On this day, BONNIE APPRECIATION DAY, or BAD, I'd like to thank Bonnie for her support, her kindness, and her wit. Love you babe. (Click the pic and check out Bonnie's page)  IF THE BROOMSTICK FITS, RIDE IT!!!
Looking for some holiday reading? Wish that you could get a sneak peek of your favorite authors’ fiction? You’re in luck! For the first time ever, the Spanking Fiction Authors’ group is presenting a collective Halloween short story extravaganza. It’s trick-or-treating for adults, and we do mean adults! Even better, participation could earn you a GRAND PRIZE!
What’s the catch? Absolutely nothing! We love writing for you and want to thank you for your readership. Perhaps someone might get a spanking or two, but that’s a reward rather than a catch, right? ;) Here are the rules:
As an extra treat, all Spank-or-Treaters are eligible for free books!
Participating Authors (subject to change) and story questions Alice Dark What kind of spanking do you think you deserve? *Anastasia Vitsky Describe one of the "lesson plans" you would recommend to Natalie. Prize: A s hort-short story (500-1000 words) describing you or me getting/giving the spanking of your choice. Limits negotiated individually. Only one spanking in the story, please! *Cara Bristol What is your fantasy Halloween costume? Prize: $10 gift certificate to Amazon or Barnes and Noble (winner's choice) *Celeste Jones If you had magical powers, what would you do first? Prize: $10 gift certificate to Amazon Claire Colinsgrove Should submissive wives be spanked if caught reading “vanilla porn”? *Constance Masters Who came to the door and caused Jenny’s big lie to come crashing down around her? *Prize: $10 gift certificate *Emma K. Gardner What monster would you like to be spanked by? Prize: Halloween-themed Lush products *Patty Devlin Have you ever frozen your tushy off in costume like Cami for your husband? Prize: $10 gift certificate to Blushing Books Renee Rose Has your costume ever gotten you into trouble (the good or bad kind?) Prize: $10 gift certificate to Amazon Rollin Should Sam have left before things got so crazy? *Starla Kaye What kind of business does Kareena own? Prize: Eden Fantasy mask *Sue Lyndon Do you think Tammy deserved extra spanks for attending a Halloween party panty-less while her husband was out of town? Prize: $10 gift certificate to Amazon *Denotes authors hosting an individual contest on their blog. In addition to the grand prize, commenting on these authors’ blogs enters you in a separate contest for the prize liste. Like our Facebook page! http://www.facebook.com/SpankOrTreat Tweet about the fun! #spankortreat The fine print: Only one entry per person, please. Late or incomplete sign-ups (i.e. only visiting some of the blogs) will not be accepted. Participants must be age 18 or older. Attempts to spank the authors will be met with ridicule or giggling, depending on the individual. If the winner does not claim his or her prize within one week, another winner will be randomly chosen from the original participants. For updates, please visit: http://governingana.wordpress.com/2012/10/06/spank-or-treat-2012-halloween-contest/  I have been participating in a great back-and-forth over the last couple of days on a blog site called governingana. Visiting Author Cara Bristol wrote about the nature, or in her words, the 'Catch 22' of Domestic Discipline fiction, and pointed out that 'Domestic discipline requires an approval from the reader that other contemporary fiction doesn’t. A reader has to accept that spanking for discipline is okay on a basic level for purposes of the story to enjoy it. (They don’t have to accept it in real life.) To some people, the idea that a man punishes a woman is totally unacceptable even in fiction and you’ll never find an offense that warrants a spanking in their minds. But they’re not your audience.' Then Cara went on to say the following: 'What intrigued me about TTWD was the aspect of living a double life, keeping TTWD secret from vanilla friends & colleagues. Being in the closet. That’s what inspired the Rod and Cane Society series…what if within a context of closed society, people could be open about TTWD?' This launched the discussion about what VANILLA actually means.  When I first heard the term, many years ago, I thought it was clever. I got the metaphor. Plain. Ordinary. Regular. When I started writing romances that contained spanking scenes I believed I had not yet crossed that line from vanilla to whateverelsethereis. In my early work, and even in my published work, especially The Point of it All, the sex, while hot, was...regular. The relationship between Val and Diana was very passionate, yet I did not write the sex scenes with lots of erotic descriptions. Vanilla all the way. That he spanked her and she allowed it, though...where exactly did that fall? So what does VANILLA mean, exactly? Well, if you look it up on Wiki or whatever, it's as you'd figure: VANILLA SEX is regular, conventional sex, without the kinks and labels.  Ah ha!!! Without the kink. So, then, if you have a hero (or heroine) who spanks for discipline and/or sex in your book, it is kink? Have you crossed that line into theoppositeofvanilla? Good question, and one we pondered over at goveringana. Pick up a Johanna Lindsay romance from the 80s or even the 90s, and you'll find a spanking scene, or at least the threat. Grab a book by Linda Lael Miller or Kat Martin from this decade and you'll find the same. The brilliant Tai Pan by James Clavell has two scenes. Kinky? I'd say not. The sex in all these books is pretty much fade-to-black, but the hero spanks the heroine for some misdeed and they move on. It's not what the story is about. Vanilla? You bet.  So, then, when is that line crossed into another flavor? To me, it's when convention is set aside, when normal is not the norm, when regular turns to irregular. Now, one can argue that regular is in the eye of the beholder. True, but for yuks, let's all assume that regular is tab-A into slot-B sex, with oral tossed in for kicks, that there is no tying up of hands or feet and no whips, paddles, hairbrushes or leather of any kind is used. Oh, and she can be on top as much as he can. So then NON-VANILLA sex would be implements, binding, some humiliation, some age play...we could go on and on. I think we get the picture and we can agree on some sort of dividing line, and how faint that line is lies with the beholder.
So as writers, when defining our audience, does VANILLA play into it at all? Cara answered a commenter's musings on audience with this: '...interesting points by touching on audience perception and predisposition toward spanking. The question is who is the audience? What is considered “spankable,” to a Spanko audience can be very different to a vanilla audience who only wants to read a little kink. An author has a greater burden to prove that the spankee deserves to be punished with a vanilla audience.' I can attest to the very real fact that if the wrong person gets hold of a book with non-consensual spanking in it, you, the author, will hear about it. It isn't for everyone. Can an otherwise VANILLA reader become titillated by reading a spanking scene? Yes. Does that make them suddenly NOT VANILLA? I don't think so. The vanilla sensibilities are still there. We can talk about wiring, how some of us are predisposed to spanking, BDSM, domination, submission and the like, yet our lives day to day are decidedly normal. VANILLA. Clearly I've just muddied the waters here. I have no answers, and a vanilla person can indeed become turned on and turned around by reading a well-written spanking or BDSM scene. When I first started writing I was not comfortable with words like pussy and cock. Never used them. My sex scenes, while hot, were more about feelings and romance. Things got a bit hotter with To Love A Woman, but I think in the erotica genre I have a ways to go. VANILLA. That's me. Where do you stand on the issue? I'd love some other opinions.  I'm chatting with Cara Bristol today over on her blog. We talk about the unique and sometimes highly-charged relationship between Diana Kenyon and Val Rios of The Point of it All. There IS a Point to it ALL, I promise.
Click on sexy Val Rios to read the interview. Cara asked some amazing questions, and this was the most enjoyable interview I've had an opportunity to give. Please check out Cara'a site and her books over on Amazon. You won't be sorry.  I was stuck in horrendous Los Angeles traffic the other night. I mean, the freeway simply wasn't moving. I was in the carpool lane, and of course that was at a stand-still, too. Now, I normally ride out the traffic here with good-natured complaining, and sometimes the complaining isn't so good-natured. I grew up here, and learned to drive on L.A. freeways, so I know traffic. But on this night I was over it--I mean, really over it. When I saw that the carpool lane was not going to be my savior, I turned my signal on after seeing the carpool lane exit ahead. A car in the fast lane next to me sped up as I tried to ease into the lane. Now, keep in mind we're all in sub-10 MPH traffic. As I try to ease in, he speeds up, and suddenly we're almost scraping our sides together. I said, "Really?" and of course, he yells at me, and then punctuates it all with the raised middle finger. How nice.
My young son was in the car with me, and looked over with concern that this man would do such a thing to his mother when we were only trying to exit a carpool lane. The man's whomever--wife, mistress, sister, mother--was in the passenger seat of his car. I wondered what she was thinking. This is not the first time I have been flipped off by an angry driver, frustrated by the same things I'm frustrated by: too many people, too many cars, too much going on in lives already too full. I've been the flipper-offer a time or two, and I'm not proud of it. But, I admit, I'm a little old-school, and I was hurt that the man chose to communicate in that way with me. I had a child in the car. And I'm a woman. There. I said it. I'm a woman. Yes, I believe in equality. Yes, I am partnered with a man who sees me as a complete equal in all aspects of life, and perhaps submissive enough for both our likings in the bedroom. But, dammit, I like doors opened for me, chairs pulled out, someone to come home to who gives half a damn where I've been, and who actually gets peeved if I over-do, am careless with my safety or health, and who otherwise recognizes me as a woman, and not as a roommate with tits. I also don't appreciate being flipped off by some pissed-off dude because he wanted to go first! Why? Well, first, I'm a human being, and I wasn't rude to him in any way. Second, I'm a woman, and he was no gentleman. SO SUE ME!!!!! The man hurt my feelings...yeah, yeah, I know. WHAAAAAA! Jade got her feelings hurt. WHAAAAAA! I didn't deserve it, and I wanted better from him--from all men. I want better. C'mon, guys. Yes, I'm asking a lot, and as you see here, I'm not taking the BEEOTCHES to task at all. That's for a different post. We are what we are, and the worst way to handle us is to behave in kind. I'm asking a lot. Yes. GET OVER IT!!!!! I think that the reason I dive into romances as a reader, and why I decided to write romances, especially ones with a spanking bent, is my deep desire to see men as MEN. Heroes. Guys a gal can count on, to be better, bigger, stronger than us, yet appreciate all that we bring to the table--in fact, appreciate it so much, that to not have us in their lives would kill them. Yes. Kill them. I AM ASKING A LOT. I know. I'm sorry, guys. Rise to the occasion, so to speak. Please. I beg of you. Val Rios, in The Point of it All, is such a man. He shows Diana time and time again, what he will and won't tolerate, and as much as Diana fights him, she knows he's right, and God help her, she loves him for it. He crooked his finger at her. His look was still reproachful. “I don’t like how you’re sitting,” she said. “You will become less fond of my position if I have to come get you,” he said finally. She took her time walking the eight-and-a-half feet to him. He pulled her sideways between his knees, placed his left hand on her right hip, and his other hand on her bottom. She was now perfectly positioned for a tumble across his knee if he so chose. “You’ve had quite an evening so far. You managed to rouse my ire on more than one occasion by your flippant disregard of my instruction to steer clear of my cousin.” “Val, that’s ridic...” He raised a finger to silence her, and then had the nerve to rub her right bottom cheek as well. “Then you raised your hand to me, on the dance floor, with people looking.” He patted her bottom. “You raised yours right back, and oh, by the way, you’ve struck me more than once in front of others.” His large palm made large circles over her entire bottom. Her knees felt weak. “I have never hit your face, and I won’t—ever. As a doctor, you’ll agree it’s a dangerous place to strike anyone. As a woman, you’ll agree that it’s incredibly humiliating.” And a bare-bottom spanking is not? she was dying to say, but held her tongue, even as guilt kicked in. He was right. Nevertheless, she took a different tact. “So, if I’m unhappy with something you’ve said, like tonight, I can slap your ass instead of your cheek?” “No.” He patted some more. “You may not hit me, ever.” “That doesn’t seem fair.” Rub. “It is, querida, and you will have to trust me on that.” His hand moved vertically along her right bottom cheek. “Then, your choice of words on the way here, and once we got inside, was less than lady-like, wasn’t it?” “You made me so m—” “That kind of language is beneath you, and it is unacceptable to me. If I want a saloon maid or a fishwife on my arm, I will seek one out.” She closed her eyes and nodded. He cupped her bottom firmly, and continued. “Then you threw your shoes at me, and various other things, taking aim for certain parts of my anatomy.” His grip tightened on her backside. “You slapped me, and your temper tantrum was more befitting a child than a lady. What do you think I should do about all this?” “Well, you’re not going to get any suggestions out of me.” “I told you once that I would gladly, and with unflinching resolve, tame that temper of yours...” “You also said you’d work hard to earn the right.” He nodded, remembering his words exactly as she had. He pierced her with cerulean eyes. “Have I done that, querida?” Her eyes filled anew, and a dry swallow caught in her throat. A deep, satisfying warmth flowed through her body. She knew it, felt it. Words were unnecessary. It was beginning. He was the tower, standing before her—the center of her city. She was being drawn in to a new world, a world she couldn’t even allow herself to imagine, so foreign was it to her and her independent sensibilities. Yet, here she was. One did not have to have experience in something to know what was coming. She felt the whole of her body open wide to receive him. “I haven’t walked away yet, have I?” she said hoarsely. The gift she was giving him was great, and he knew it. “Your trust humbles me, querida.” Her lip started to quiver, no matter how hard she tried to be brave. “What,” he asked again, “Should I do about this?” “Love me,” she whispered. “Always, love. Always.” And then he took Diana over his knee. I have found very few Val Rios's in real life over the years. This is why I write. I was shocked by how the road-rager's behavior the other night affected me. I was. I was confused by my reaction. It forced me to think of all the times I got impatient, or misunderstood someone's intentions while behind the wheel, which caused me to behave in a less-than-dignified manner. I strive to be better every day, and the way that idiot made me feel gave me pause. I want to try to be more patient with people. I want to try to live amongst the washed and unwashed masses with some style and grace, be the one to brighten someone's day with a smile instead of a raised finger. I don't want to be that person in the black SUV who flips off a harried mom trying to get to her older kid's baseball game, in front of her young child. I want to be better. |
AuthorJade Cary writes Romantica and Romantic Suspense, on the rocks with a twist. Bottoms up! 
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