Writing Update

Inorite? You didn't expect me to do that. If you visit this blog often, you're probably shocked to find that I'm actually a writer, and not some insane inventor of a device called The Man Fancier.

But I swear to God I am, and I thought I should maybe talk a little bit about this thing I do in between watching The Big Bang Theory and wondering why it has to be Howard Wolowitz I man fancy.

So, on the upside:

I'm writing proposals for a super sekrit thing! And I had a dream about super sekrit thing - namely that I was only asked to maybe take part in it because someone wanted Charlotte Stevens and mistakenly asked me instead, but lets put that aside before it makes me evaluate my psych too intently. Basically, I'm hovering between massive excitement and certainty that it will all never come off, at the moment, so please wish me luck. Or failing that, please wish for me to get over my sudden, inexplicable love for a man replete with sleazy come-ons.

My novella, Carnal Craving, is out now in the anthology Mammoth Book of Hot Romance. Or at least, it is in the UK. And it's a totally exciting and wonderful antho to be in, so even if you hate me and wish you were reading Charlotte Stevens instead, go buy it because everyone else in it is orsum. See:

http://www.amazon.co.uk/Mammoth-Book-Hot-Romance-Books/dp/1849014671/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1313467752&sr=8-1

My other novella, Guarded, comes out soon! Hurrah! Here's the link, if you want to learn some stuff about it:

http://www.total-e-bound.com/product.asp?strParents=&CAT_ID=&P_ID=1352

I am in the middle of editing a novel (Telling Tales) and a novella (All Other Things). The fact that I'm editing them in and of itself isn't exactly good news (though I suppose it might count as such when you know that I'm also currently addicted to Sims 3 and The Big Bang Theory, and both things are making me not go to the toilet and not bathe and not eat until I turn into a sightless mole person who thinks she has to keep an eye on her energy bar in order to determine when to sleep), but the fact that I don't hate either of them with a passion of a thousand burning suns shining out of Michael York's butthole is. Somehow I always think I'm going to hate the books I've written when I haven't read them for a while, as though evol goblins came in and rewrote the whole things when I wasn't looking. But no, I think I'm safe.

I got a lovely review of my short story in Obsessed, from none other than the illustrious Super Librarian herself:


http://wendythesuperlibrarian.blogspot.com/2011/08/like-butterfly-wild-butterfly.html


Of course, I then did a big excitement wee. She liked it! Even tho the story's weird as fook! And she wants to read more stuff of mine! *shorts out*

And on the downside:

I don't care about the downside anymore. It's there, but I'm not even going to give it the time of day. Look: Maru!