Tuesday, November 30, 2010

The Spider makes Silver

The Spider has reached 11th place on the bestseller list and has achieved Silver status.
Also, now in December is the time to vote for your favorite authors at A1. If you've ever bought one of my books you are eligible to vote. You can vote once a day.
Vote early, vote often!
Cheers!

Monday, November 29, 2010

Chameleon sent off

I sent  Chameleon off to the new publisher on Sunday November 28th. Now the worst part is the waiting. In a sense it is easier when dealing with purely e-publishers like A1. You know they will accept any reasonable submission, that is then free to stand or fall on its own.
(Small pause to bow and thank my loyal readers)
Print publishers are more picky, since they do run the risk of printing and distributing the material.
Still, it would be nice if they replied faster.

The Spider keeps moving up

Less than a week out it has reached 13th place!

Sunday, November 28, 2010

Saturday, November 27, 2010

The Spider is on the bestseller list

On its third day out, The Spider is in 19th place on A1adultebooks best seller list. Let's see how high it goes.
Check it out at www.A1adulteebooks.com/1663.htm

Looking for a new publisher

With Chameleon almost finished: One chapter or so, and maybe a week or two for revising, I am querying a new publisher to try it out in print in addition to e-book. We'll see,

Friday, November 26, 2010

Days away from voting for your favorite authors at A1

Voting for your favorite authors at A1adultebooks starts December 1st and runs through the 21st.
You can vote for your favorite authors in each category once a day.
If you'd like, I appreciate your support.

Thursday, November 25, 2010

The Spider is up

Finally, the Spider is up for sale at A1.
Chameleon is almost done and the next novel, provisional title "The Ring" is well on its way.



In the Ring, our heroine, Miyu, sets out to infiltrate a band of international sex slave traders. But the results may surprise her, and her handlers.
If she looks a lot like Lana is because, let's say she signed up for another picture...;)

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Chameleon musings

While waiting for "Spider" to be released, Thanksgiving day, (Thursday for all non-gringos out there) I've almost come to the end of 'Chameleon"
One chapter left to go and then some time to rewrite, then its off to the publishers.
Keep your fingers crossed my friends.

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Word from the publisher

I got word from the publisher. The Spider will come out next Thanksgiving Thursday. That is November 25 for everyone other than Americans.

Monday, November 15, 2010

The Spider is not out yet

Our arachnid is still in its web. A1 did not release it today. Let's hope for Thrusday.

A Dolcett story in a "mainstream" site

A Dolcett themed novel, with Dolcett in its title has just been published at the A1adultebooks site (link below)
What's funny is that the site specifically forbids snuff/permanent damage, although there are ways around it.
What I find fascinating is that the author got away with putting it in the title up front and center.

Find it here:
www.a1adultebooks.com/1663.htm

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Birthday is now complete at BDSMlibrary

The 5th and last part of Birthday has finally come up at BDSMLibrary.
That took a while.
Meanwhile, Chameleon is coming along at a great pace, but it is still far from done.
Now I'm waiting to see when The Spider comes out.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

The Force of Circumstance

The Force of Circumstance is out today at A1adultebooks.
Get it here:  www.a1adultebooks.com/1663.htm

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Chameleon

Chameleon is the working name of our heroine Lorraine Stapleton. Her main talent is that she can become whoever she wants to become; she trained as an actress. She works for an ultra-exclusive club called "The Network" Here is how one of her assignments begins.

Chapter 2
The Senator

The cell phone’s ring tone told Lorraine that the call came from ‘The Network’ She had only reported as active yesterday and already an assignment was in the works. That was lucky, probably.
She picked up a note pad and answered the phone
“You are to be Senator Raymond Leighton Pacey’s girlfriend,” the voice on the phone said, “You are twenty five, a law student at Yale and a submissive pain slut. You will go to Bermuda where you will stay for a week at his wife’s chalet, at her total disposal. He is handing you over as compensation for his affair with you, which she discovered day before yesterday. Your share is forty five thousand US dollars. Do you accept the assignment?”
“Yes.”
“Her name is Mona Roberts. The pictures and details will be e-mailed within five minutes.”
Chameleon turned the computer on; she no longer thought of herself as Lorraine once she accepted an assignment; from now on, until the assignment was complete she would be Chameleon; any time she was not Mona Roberts. The pictures were already in her in box. She studied them carefully, trying to incorporate the young Yale student’s facial expressions and postures into her own. Additional information on the young girl was in the attached document. She printed the pictures and the document; her printer was top of the line. She made an appointment with her stylist for the next day; her hair had to be a little longer. She would not need much makeup. She called her travel agent. Her first class tickets to Bermuda were already there.
Chameleon shredded the pictures as soon as she finished her hair and makeup sessions. She kept the documents until she had memorized all of Mona Roberts’ mannerisms and favorite word expressions. When she walked up to the plane, she was Mona Roberts
The plane landed at Kindley Field. A lovely young brunette walked from her first class seat to the door of the aircraft not forgetting to thank the flight attendant for a very pleasant flight. Just before exiting the plane, she clapped her hands in front of her face, separating them slowly, like the curtains in a theater.
“Showtime.”
Senator Pacey was easy to recognize. His influence allowed him to wait for her inside the customs hall. A policeman wearing, of course, Bermuda shorts and a pith helmet waved her through customs and into his arms.
“Wow! You do look like Mona.”
“I am Mona Raymond; don’t forget it.”
He accompanied her to the car and sat beside her in the back seat. The chauffeur drove them out of the airport and over the Causeway. They turned south when they reached the big island; Lucia’s chalet was in Tucker’s Point Golf Club. The car stopped at the door, the chauffeur got out and opened the door on her side.
“I cannot go with you any further, Raymond said. Thank you for doing this for me. I shall pick you up in a week.”
He kissed her on her lips.
“You know I’ll do anything for you Raymond,” Mona replied.
As soon as she got out the chauffeur drove off. A black maid, wearing a black and white uniform opened the door to the house and picked up her carry on. She walked in.
“Welcome Madam,” the maid said escorting her into an airy living room. “Mistress will be with you in a moment.”
She took her luggage away leaving her alone. Chameleon walked around the living room. The setting sun gave everything an orange undertone that enhanced the warmth of the place. She glanced at the artwork on the walls realizing that they were original pieces. There was silver and china scattered on two china cabinets. She touched a lacquer cabinet and thought it rather inappropriate for the location. ‘The humidity will damage the lacquer soon’ she thought and smiled. ‘She is trying to show restraint, but cannot keep a bit of the snob from showing.’
“I wonder what Raymond thinks of it,” she said in a low voice.
“What does he think of what?”
Lucia entered the room like an empress surveying her domains.
“That lacquer piece” Mona said,“it is very beautiful; I bet it hasn’t been there too long.”
“You are not here to talk about cabinets,” Lucia snorted.
“No madam,” Mona said submissively.
Lucia wore a dark red blouse over a black satin shirt that reached halfway down her thighs. Black hose and heels seemed rather inappropriate for a subtropical paradise but not, perhaps, for what impended. Mona wore a mauve sundress that left her shoulders bare, a white cardigan that lay on the back of a chair where she had deposited it, white hose and heels and, underneath, matching garter belt, bra and thong.
“Do you know why you are here whore?”
“I am to serve you,” Mona answered, “ you can use me, anyway you want, for a week.”
“Is that all?”
Mona cast her eyes down, “You may hurt me... as much as you wish.”
Lucia examined the younger woman, contempt oozing from every pore on her body.
“Turn around, slowly,” she ordered.
Keeping her eyes downcast, Mona slowly spun in place.
“Follow me.”
Mona followed her mistress in silence.
She led her to a room that had no windows. An air conditioner on one of the walls kept the air chilly. A cot lay on the side of the room and on it was her carry on.
“Strip!”
Mona removed her dress but before she could remove her brassiere, Lucia ordered her to stop. She approached the young woman and her fingers caressed the lacy fabric. Mona found it hard to catch her breath. Lucia misinterpreted the trepidation on the younger woman’s chest.
Her fingers lightly touched Mona’s breasts above the bra, “So you are my husband’s pain slut.”
“Yes mistress.”
“I don’t believe you.” She slapped her face, hard.
Mona did not make a sound, she just looked at the floor and answered:
“No mistress.”
“You are not his slut?”
“I am, mistress.”
“What I don’t believe, you little tart,” Lucia said, enunciating her words with care, “is that you are a submissive pain slut at all.”
Her hand slapped Mona’s face from the other side. Her ears rang from the blow for a few moments. She remained silent.
“Answer me!”
“Whatever mistress wants.”
“Are you, or are you not a submissive pain slut?”
“I am mistress.” Mona went down on her knees.
“My husband put you up to this.”
Mona bent lower, and took one of Lucia’s feet in her hands; she kissed the tip of her shoe.
“He ordered me to come and to serve you mistress.”
Mona rolled on her side, bending over in pain from the kick Lucia gave her in her gut.
“I don’t believe you,” she said turning around, “You will tell me the truth, and I shall greatly enjoy breaking it out of you.”
‘And then I shall ruin him,’ she thought.
She slammed the door on her way out.
The air conditioner continued to hum on the wall.

Publishing titles

The Force of Circumstance did not come out this Monday. Let's hope it comes out tomorrow.
Meanwhile, I'm hard at work on the next two.

Monday, November 8, 2010

A1 did not make the Monday release for A1. Let's hope for the next one.

Sunday, November 7, 2010

Upcoming titles

The Force of Circumstance should come out this week, at A1
Meanwhile, The Spider has just been accepted for publishing by A1 and should follow soon afterward, maybe as early as next week


I am hard at work on Chameleon now so I'll leave you with a couple of pictures of Lorraine/Chameleon.

Friday, November 5, 2010

The Spider

I submitted the Spider for publishing today. I anticipate it will take a week or two for it to be available at A1.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

The Spider is finished!

I've finished "The Spider" today.
It only remains to edit it some more and I should have it to the publisher by the end of this week.
Next story I'm working on:
"Chameleon"

Details to follow.

Monday, November 1, 2010

The Spider

The spider is in its final stages. It should be finished this week; I'll take a couple of days to edit it some more and should have it to the publisher by the end of the month.

The Force of Circumstance

I got news from the publisher.
The Force of Circumstance will be published by A1adult e-books later this week or early next.
Get it here: www.a1adultebooks.com/1663.htm