Tag Archive for romance mystery

The ONLY Way to Edit your Book

Hi my friends,   Today I want to share with you my thoughts on how to edit your manuscript. A lot of people will teach you how to write, how to come up with ideas, how to develop a plot, how to write dialogue, how to plant your ass in the chair every day and write, and all that good… Read more →

Just Say No to 3TO

Hi Girlfriend, So today I want to bitch about one of the most common, and hated, descriptions in an erotica book, ever. It goes like this: (male:) Thrust, thrust, thrust. (female:) screaming orgasm. That’s it. Essentially, it’s a sex act that includes a very short session of thrusts of penis into vagina, immediately followed by an orgasm. No other stimulation. Perhaps… Read more →

Milk

  That morning, when I woke up, I didn’t know that by afternoon I will break my heart. After my shower, I toasted myself half a bagel, spread cream cheese, and poured my coffee down the drain because there was no milk. At half past eight I got to my office and began my meetings. They were all exactly the… Read more →

Mr. Ozery’s Good Luck

  That Wednesday morning, when the prize stood on seven million, Mr. Ozery left home thinking about Arthur Schopenhauer. Why did he hate humanity so? he wondered. He had everything he needed, shelter over his head, quill and paper, his eyes to see, even a god position at the university. It is a blessing that I am not like him, concluded… Read more →

A Little Girl Calling

“Come,” she whispered to me, after grandma tucked me in, turned out the light and went to watch TV. A Car passed, and thin strips of light came in through the slats and climbed the wall, stretching to the ceiling, disappearing behind the bookcase. I didn’t answer. Don’t talk to her, I kept telling myself. Don’t ever talk to her.… Read more →

Excerpt from my soon-to-be-published book

Late that night, Jordan drove north on Route 4. The storm was moving fast to the east. Foreplay is driving north, she told Ari a while back, and she felt it now. Sheets of rain struck her windshield, obtuse and obstructing, blinding her as she drove, fast, too fast, toward Ari. Slow down, breathe, it’s treacherous out here. The storm on… Read more →

Mr. Control-Freak and the Question of Equality

Hi friends, How many erotica books have you read where the male protagonist is a domineering, but sometimes benevolent, asshole? Right. There are more books like that than fingers and toes on a baby alien. So here’s another question: how many erotica books have you read where there is gaping inequality between the male and the female, and the power… Read more →