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Friday 25 April 2014

Mad In Wonderland Reviews made me mad with happiness with their review of My Naughty Little Secret

Thank you so much to Mad In Wonderland Reviews for this wonderful review of My Naughty Little Secret.

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#Satspanks 26 April 2014 #Exile to Unity #Corbins Bend.

Saturday Spankings

Welcome back to the Saturday Spankings blog hop.

This is from Exile to Unity, my novella in the Corbin's Bend series, which is due for release on May 28th.  Don't worry if that seems too long: the good news is that before then, you can buy Thianna D's Finding Their Bliss on May 7th and Emily Tilton's Sarah's Tutorial on May 14th. As their characters reappear in Exile to Unity, I really hope you read them first. And who knows where my characters will pop up later. It's a really exciting project and the community feel has been a joy to work with.

The set up: Ange and Jim have just arrived in Corbin's Bend after making a long journey from Ireland. They put their sleeping children straight into bed in the master bedroom, on the promise that one of them would join them shortly. But before that, Jim wants to take a few minutes to celebrate their new life, and new start. No spanking, but an assertion of authority :D

“I’m really tired and the kids might wake up looking for us,” Ange excused herself. 
“One glass of wine, Ange, and twenty minutes of your time, please.” It came out more like an order than a request. He didn’t know why, but carrying his point on this seemed important to him. He didn’t even care if she drank the bloody wine; he just wanted the togetherness, especially as they were going to be headed to separate beds. He saw her mouth open slightly at the sharpness of his tone, and he waited for her to bite his head off about bossing her around the place, something she always revolted against. To his surprise, she simply sighed and nodded her acceptance.

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Friday 18 April 2014

#Satspanks My Naughty Little Secret April 18 2014

Saturday Spankings

I was going back over my old emails and realised it's almost a year since I sent my finished manuscript of My Naughty Little Secret to James at Stormy Night Publications. What a year it has been. I've met some incredible friends, learned a lot, about writing, marketing and life in general. So it seems fitting to give you an extract from Siobhan's first spanking - the start of a new journey; both for her and me.

The set up: Siobhan and Michael have been on their first date, which stretched into a second day. They went for lunch and before going they had discussed the payment issue, Michael insisted it would be him but Siobhan went behind his back and paid anyway. This led to an almighty argument and Siobhan's redheaded temper flared out of control, with Michael's not too far behind! Here is what ensued...

“You think this is about you paying for lunch? Maybe it started that way, Siobhan, but honestly, the way you yelled and swore, you were like a three-year-old having a tantrum; with a foul mouth like that, you deserve a good spanking.”
Uh oh, he really shouldn’t have said that. The headmaster image was back in my head in a flash and boy, was I ready to play out the role of the naughty schoolgirl; the thought was really hot. I could feel something deep inside me stirring, an awakening of my true self.
“Do it then! Put your money where your mouth is; you’re angry, you want to spank me, then go ahead,” I challenged without engaging my brain. What the fuck was I thinking?

From the moment she saw him on her first day at her new job in London, there was something about Michael which annoyed Siobhan Brennan… and something else that pulled her to this stunningly handsome man and his boldly arrogant personality. In spite of her misgivings she soon finds herself out on a date with him, and she is torn between a desire to defy him as often as possible and a deeper, more disturbing need to submit to him. It certainly doesn’t help that very embarrassing thoughts keep popping into her head uninvited: images of herself bent over, bare bottom on display, waiting for Michael to chastise her firmly.

It is not long before Siobhan, in a rash moment, actually dares Michael to spank her, only to find that he is more than up to the challenge of turning her naked backside bright red. To her horror, her sore behind only fuels the fire growing within her, and she is soon on her knees before him, blushing with shame yet needing him to take her and take her hard.

It is only afterwards that the couple must come to terms with what took place, and what it means for their relationship. Was this just a one-time event, something to be tried but never repeated, or will Siobhan find herself punished like a naughty girl again in the future? As scandalized as it makes her feel, in her heart she knows what she needs, but is Michael prepared to give it to her? And when she finds out that Michael has kept something important from her about his past and who he really is, will she be able to forgive him or will the revelation tear them apart forever?

Publisher’s Note: My Naughty Little Secret is an erotic novel that includes spankings, anal play, graphic sexual scenes, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

Thank you so much for visiting. This is a blog hop. Be sure to visit all the sites if you haven't done so already. Enjoy your weekend, and if you celebrate it, Happy Easter. Go easy on the chocolate :D

Tuesday 15 April 2014

A peek at the Irish countryside

A glimpse into my world:

I have made a slide show of some of the beautiful scenery I so often wax lyrical about. All of these beautiful scenes are within a fairly short drive – maximum about an hour or two from where I live.

Some days when the sun is shining and I open my eyes to what is around me I find I am humming a hymn I learned back in childhood. I wasn’t sure how faithful I was to the true lyrics so I looked it up. Unfortunately a composer wasn’t mentioned but I am reproducing the first verse here anyway. I looked for it to download to add to the photos but unfortunately wasn’t successful in my search. I’m not hugely into organized religions for reasons of my own, but when I see the beauty of the world around me I can’t help but believe that there is some higher power, God or what ever name you know your God by.
Please forgive the poor quality of the photography – they were just snaps I took with my camera for my own enjoyment but then I decided to share them as I keep harping on about loving the Irish countryside.

Gentle As Silence Hymn
Oh, the love of my Lord is the essence
Of all that I love here on earth.
All the beauty I see, He has given to me,
And his giving is gentle as silence.
I’ve put the photos to another piece of music I thought apt for many of the pictures. All in all the slide show takes about four minutes. I hope you enjoy.

Song: A lake for each day of the year
Lyrics and Music by Dr. Mairlis McDwyer
Sung by Jennifer McEntee
Piano performed and arranged by Karl McEntee

Monday 14 April 2014

#Liebster Award

I want to thank the wonderful erotic author LA Cloutier for nominating me for this award and for her excellent questions. Click the link on her name above to get to know more about LA. 

1. What do you think a good blog needs to have in order to have appeal to blog readers? 
Good question – when I figure that out I’ll let you know!
The blogs I enjoy most though are those that are real. Not just promotional. Things that bring in a little of real life – even if you’re writing under a pen name.  The advantage of a blog over a book is that the author gets a chance to show a little of their own personality and existence.

2. In the year 2013, who were you most jealous/envious of and why? 
I don’t really do envy or jealousy. If someone succeeds or achieves it’s usually because they put in the work and deserve the credit. I can work with admire though! I really admire Malala Yousafzai – the young woman who took on the Taliban and survived. In 2013 she  was awarded the Nobel peace prize and the Sakharov prize for Freedom of Thought. What’s not to admire?

3. What is the #1 thing on your bucket list? 
To see my three children grow up happily and be fit to face the world as well adjusted adults.

4. When is the last time someone sent/brought you flowers?
Two weeks ago - my husband bought me lilies – my favorite flowers.
5. How old were you when you got your first kiss and did you like it? 
What a question! 14 and no, I thought it was horrible and slimy.

6. Has becoming an author been everything you had hoped for and thought it would be?
I never intended to become an author so the whole thing has taken me by surprise. I had no expectations but so far I am loving it.

7. What has been your biggest hurdle so far? 
I ‘m interpreting that question as being my biggest hurdle as a writer, and it’s definitely trying to get up to date with technology. I’m from an era that grew up without computers and I find it so hard to get it to work for me.

8. You have been granted 1 wish, what is it?
Seriously? One? It has to be continued health to enjoy living right into old age. 

9. What advice would you give to a new author/writer?
Go for it! You never know what will happen. Also, study every book you read, no matter what genre, see what makes you tick, and learn from it. The day you stop learning is the day you stop improving. 

10. Do you love/hate or love to hate Twitter? 
It’s technology isn’t it? Therefore a big fat hate.

11. Where is your happy place?  
I’m sitting in it as I type. My home. When I come in and shut the door, everything outside the perimeter and my family ceases to matter. It’s in the heart of the countryside and the sounds I hear now right now are the ticking of the grandfather clock, and birds singing . The sun is shining, the room I’m in has windows on two walls and I see blue skies, trees beginning to bud, green grass and spring flowers. Heaven.

Eleven totally useless and very boring facts about me!
1.   I have three children – one boy and twin girls.
2.   I’ve been married for sixteen years  but have been with my husband for twenty one years.
3.   I am one of six children.
4.   My favourite author of all time is Jane Austen.
5.   My favourite genre to read is thrillers – the gorier the better.
6.   I am trying desperately to kick the smoking habit that I started 17 years ago and it’s not easy!
7.   I’m a couch potato but enjoy swimming and walking.
8.   I am besotted with the Irish countryside. No matter how bad my mood, there is usually something of beauty to put it right on my doorstep.
9.   I generally don’t  get involved in organized religion, but that said, I don’t doubt the existence of a god, a higher being that we have to answer to, call him what you will. I see him all around me
10.                     I love many types of music but opera is probably my favourite – a good tenor will send shivers down my spine.
11.                     I really really wish I was better with computers. Even this post won’t align correctly L

Your questions are.
1.How often do you blog and why did you start?
2. Are there any blogs you follow regularly outside of your preferred writing genre? If so, what makes them appeal to you?
3. What was the first full book you ever wrote?
4. What prompted you to start writing?
5. Is there any one book that you’ve read over and over? If so what was it?
6. Aside from writing, what is your favourite pastime?
7. What is your proudest achievement, either in writing or in life?
8 What do you most want to achieve in life? Have you already achieved it or are you actively working on it?
9. If you  had the opportunity to meet one person you really admire, who would it be, and what would you want to ask them?
10. What makes you happiest?

11. If you could pick anywhere in the world, where would you go?

Friday 11 April 2014

#Satspanks #Corbins Bend #Exile to Unity

Saturday Spankings

Woo hoo...Finally I have something new to share! It can be difficult to stretch two books into a weekly blog hop and I stopped trying. Thanks to those who pop by. This is from my contribution to the wonderful Corbin's Bend series, the brainchild of the wonderful Thianna Doesitmatter. If you want to learn more about Corbin's Bend check out corbinsbend.com. These books will be available from May 7, 2014.

“That is the fucking sexiest picture a man could ever want,” he said as her garments were positioned to his liking. Ange, aroused from the outset was now dripping; she felt his hand come down on her arse, softly, almost reverently; and again the same on the other cheek. This continued to the count of ten. Ange was just about ready to give up and get the fucking over with: things were not going according to plan. He was being too tender and he just wasn’t  getting her fired up; as she tried to rise, his other hand locked her in position.
“Not so fast, Ms. O’Brien. I’m in control here,” he warned, bringing his hand down hard.  A rain of hard, stinging thwacks fell rapidly all over her bottom and Ange wriggled to try to escape the deluge.
“Lie still unless you want to be tied,” he said and she could feel moisture pool in her pussy. She 

hadn’t realized how much she had missed dominant Jim.

Blurb: When their preference for BDSM becomes embarrassingly public, Angela and Jim O’Brien decide to start afresh in Corbin’s Bend, a community based on a common ethos of spanking, a place where Ange hopes they can belong. 

Ange soon learns that in this new environment,  Jim is not beyond chastising her with a good sound spanking as the couple face their past demons and try to recover the closeness they once shared.  New challenges soon face the couple.  Will their difficulties destroy them or can their move be what Ange initially hoped for, an exile to unity?

Thanks again for visiting. I'm sure you all know by now that the Saturday Spankings is a blog hop and the list of other hot authors is below to make it easy to click on the other sites. Happy spanky Saturday.

Saturday 5 April 2014

An update on life without the smokes

An update on life without the smokes.

Almost two weeks down, I have broken out on a couple of occasions. But for once instead of giving up and seeing mysef as a failure and going back to my 20 a day habit, I saw it as another opportunity to get back on that wagon.

So up she hops and rides the oxygen trail again. And guess what. Already I can see and feel differences.

For starters my skin tone has changed dramatically, I especially notice it in my hands as the hands are the part of me I see most, on the keyboard. No more orange and purple spots. Nice pink fingers. Healthy looking ones. It's a small little change but one I see so frequently that it's encouraging.

Even stranger, I thought I'd be like the demon bitch from hell, but in fact I find I am calmer than usual. When something goes wrong, instead of reaching out for the smokes in agitation and getting all tetchy, I find I can stop and look at the situation. The need for the cigarette used to over rule all else. And if I wasn't in a situation to have that smoke, I would end up snapping or shouting.

I feel much better about myself. I don't feel like an unwilling slave to something I hated or a failure. Every trigger I pass is a success. It might be temporary and I might fall at the next hurdle but what the hell, it's a success for now, and it's nice to focus on the good instead of the bad.

One bad thing though, all the propaganda about quitting smoking says food will taste better. I am afraid I don't agree. Most of the things I love have now too strong a flavour. I'm sure in time I'll get to like the stronger flavours but for now it's a bit icky. I tried a beer last night and it was not nice. At all. Strong and unpleasant. I haven't tried wine yet, but I'm gonna be majorly pissed off if that's unpleasant too. Even my favourite mint chocolate bars are too strong in taste - not good. And my beloved coffee....lets not even go there.

Oh, yeah. You can't talk about quitting the smokes without talking about the weight thing. I have put on one and a half kilos in the last two weeks. Or about three pounds, in US measurements. I'm fine with this for now as I tended to smoke rather than eat and was underweight anyway but there is a limit to how much of that I will be able to carry. I just hope the increased energy will mean I am willing to work it off as I am definitely eating a hell of a lot more (breakfast for starters, not to mention grazing all day long).

I haven't a clue if I'll succeed long term or not, but for now, I am grateful for each cigarette I don't smoke and for the eighty euro plus that I have saved since taking control. Time will tell, and I'm hoping that by quitting I will be buying more time.

If anyone has their own quitting stories to share I would love to hear them.