I’m thrilled to have the lovely author, Nicole Chardenet interview me. We live in the same city, but have not had a chance to meet as yet. I know it’s only a matter of time before we do, and I am looking forward to it!
Nicole had a successful book launch for Sumer Lovin’ recently, and she’ll be on my blog next month.
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I am very fond of Lance for several reasons. He’s an incredible writer, a family man, and he has impeccable taste in music. We bonded while visiting each other’s blogs, and I became hooked on his regular instalments for a story called: “The Ballad of Helene Troy.” Now he’s published his serial and it’s become his debut novel!
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My month of The Who and witty wordplay continues with “Baba O’Riley.”
Nobody smacks a tambourine like Pete Townshend, or blows the harp like Roger Daltry.
The last minute of this performance is so high energy I thought I would have a heart attack.
There’s smacking and blowing in my stories too. Grab a copy of any of my eight erotic books for some high energy of a different kind. It’ll get your heart going—in a good way.
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eden
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You can also hear me read this story on: Episode #29 of R.B. Wood’s “The Word Count” podcast.
The prompt for this podcast is That’s when the cameras all turned toward me…
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She slowly pulled herself up off her knees. His penis now appeared like a shriveled earthworm nestled against his scrotum. She crouched on his lap facing him, spreading her thighs on either side of his and looked into his face. When he didn’t respond, she brushed her index finger lightly across the lashes of his closed eyes until he took an audible breath and sighed. With the taste of him still fresh in her mouth, she licked her lips and felt the skin tighten around her chin from the caked semen.
“Did you notice anything?” he asked, opening his eyes to stare at her.
“About what?”
“That mouthful you just swallowed. Did it taste … different?”
She wondered how to answer, not really paying attention to that aspect of him. “Hmm…” She pressed her lips together and thought fast before responding, “Sweet, you tasted really sweet.”
“Good,” he said. “That’s exactly what I was hoping for.”
A smile slowly crossed her face. “Really? What did you do?”
Pineapple, he said. He’d read it improved the taste of a man’s ejaculate and could provide a stronger orgasm. He’d eaten three tins of it in the past week.
“Yes…now that you mention it, it was intense, almost too much for me to swallow.” She lied; he grinned like a ten-year-old boy.
In so many ways he was still a boy—only twenty-two. Theirs was a business arrangement, though she suspected he’d grown rather fond of her in the process. Seeing each other every Thursday for the past two months, he was not only a regular, but her best paying client as well.
He intrigued her with his expensive taste, living in an artist’s loft filled with gadgets. When asked what he did for a living, he said he was trained as a filmmaker but confessed his first loves were gaming and larping, a term she had never heard of before.
“Larping is live action role-playing,” he said. “I’ve always had a love for games, so I’m trying to turn it into a business.”
She admired his creativity but couldn’t understand it as a money-making venture. “Your job would be to play games?”
He shook his head. “No, not play games, develop them.”
The concept was too vague for her and she wasn’t all that interested anyway. She could see he had a talent. Costumes, props, and simulated weaponry including guns, swords, and knives filled his house. As long as he paid her for her hour with him, she didn’t care how he earned a living. For a man who liked the fantasy life, his pedestrian sexual appetite was the only thing that seemed out of character.
He’d sit on his Italian leather couch and watch her undress, clad only in boxer shorts. She’d do a strip tease for him, always wearing the identical pieces of clothing and removing them in the same order—first, her red silk blouse—button by button, then her leather pencil skirt—inch by inch, then her black stiletto heels. Next, she’d slowly roll down her thigh high stockings—starting with the right leg. With only her panties and bra remaining, she’d saunter over to him where he’d fondle her breasts, peel back the cups of her bra, lick the right nipple, suck the left nipple, push her tits together and bury his face in her cleavage. She’d moan—loudly, then pull away to do a painstakingly slow dance where she would fondle herself, remove her panties and bra, and masturbate until she screamed from her orgasm. Not long after, she’d crawl over to him and stare down his erection before taking him deep down her throat.
As with previous visits, today was no different. After she dressed, he paid her in twenty, crisp ten-dollar bills.
“Thank you, Laura for being so wonderful,” he said, walking her to the door.
She looked at him with uncertainty in her eyes. “Anthony, will I be seeing you next week?”
He put his hand on her shoulder and leaned in to kiss her on both cheeks. “I don’t think so. It’s time I move on.”
She wanted to say something, ask him why, but by the time she walked out and turned around, he’d shut the door behind her.
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Anthony dismantled four tiny cameras strategically mounted in the room. He’d positioned them differently for each of Laura’s visits, ensuring he would capture her performance from every angle.
It was a big job, and he’d be paid handsomely for it. His client was a wealthy man who had specific requirements. Laura had met them to a tee, from her physique to her voice to her technique. Anthony had written the dialogue to elicit certain responses from her, and she had delivered brilliantly. Now, it was time to edit the raw footage of the past two months and turn it into a one-of-a-kind virtual experience.
If you enjoyed this story and would like to read a collection of erotic flash fiction and poetry, pick up my ebook Hot Flash, which includes two non-erotic stories too.
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I’ve been connected to Shannon for some time now, long before the release of her debut novel, The Celtic Knot back in January of this year. She’s a supportive presence on Twitter and has always been willing to lend an ear. Because of some crazy scheduling, I was not able to have her here sooner, but I’m so happy to feature her now.
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My wonderful friend, Annetta Ribken, who also happens to be an author and my editor has outdone herself!
She’s rounded up twenty-two amazing writers for a one-of-a-kind project. Twenty-two of us, can you imagine? And she did it in just a little over a day! I was thrilled to be invited as part of this esteemed group.
Look at her, would you ever dare to refuse this woman?
Each of us will write a story based on the Major Arcana of the Tarot. There will be a range of genres, styles, and voices. You may know some of these writers or have read their work.
The reality of many joint ventures for writers is they never come to fruition unless there is a plan in place from beginning to end. Let me tell you, Annetta has covered all bases. In less than a week of my acceptance to be part of this project, she’s put together an IndieGoGo campaign to get it off the ground. Wow!
Go on, click the image and view the incredible video!
Annetta is unwavering when it comes to work ethic, forging alliances, and honoring her commitments. This is a HUGE project, one she’s passionate about, and now she’s lit a fire under everyone’s ass, and trust me, I’m feeling the heat—but in a good way!
I’m excited to be writing with friends—old and new, and can’t wait to share my story with you.
Watch the video.
Connect to all the authors involved.
Make a contribution and receive excellent perks in return.
If you can’t donate monetarily, please share the campaign with your network.
The more who know about it, the better.
We have sixty days to collect $5000. Every penny will be greatly appreciated and put to good use.
Oh … as for my Tarot card of choice, it’s “The Lovers.”
Was there ever a doubt?
Photo by Kris Austen Radcliffe
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On April 5th, I’ll be attending the 8th Annual Feminist Porn Awards.
Good For Her is Toronto’s premiere erotic store and sponsors the Feminist Porn Awards.
It’s the third year in a row I’ve been invited to judge a wide selection of films and websites for the show. Many people have asked me: “Is feminist porn different from traditional porn?”
The answer is “YES.”
Here’s how Good for Her answers the question.
Nominees must meet at least 2 of the following criteria:
1) Women and/or traditionally marginalized people were involved in the direction, production and/or conception of the work.
2) The work depicts genuine pleasure, agency and desire for all performers, especially women and traditionally marginalized people.
3) The work expands the boundaries of sexual representation on film, challenges stereotypes and presents a vision that sets the content apart from most mainstream pornography. This may include depicting a diversity of desires, types of people, bodies, sexual practices, and/or an anti-racist or anti-oppression framework throughout the production.
And of course it must be hot! Visit Good for Her to learn more.
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You can find out more about the 8th Annual Feminist Porn Awards, where I’ll also be presenting an award.
Tickets are still available online. They’re going fast, so grab them now! This year, gala night has a NEW venue – the Capitol Event Theatre.
Look forward to seeing you there!
eden
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It’s April 1st, and I “Won’t Get Fooled Again.”
I’m still excited from watching Pete Townshend bounce his guitar off the floor.
If you prefer bouncing of a different kind (I’m baiting someone to comment on my silly wordplay), grab a copy of any of my eight erotic books. No Kindle? No problem. FREE Kindle Apps allow you to read my books on all devices. 
eden
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This musical duo performs a different (crazier) version of “The Birds and the Bees”, a song I featured last week.
The first story of my anthology Spring into Summer takes place in England from where Patrick and Eugene hail. Grab a copy of any of my eight books. No KINDLE required. You can get a Kindle App for any electronic device HERE.
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I haven’t known Billy Ray for long, but I get the feeling he’s not a man anyone would easily forget. He’s published nine books, and his enthusiasm for his work and the work of others is infectious. Armed with a friendly disposition and a quirky sense of humour, he’s also very supportive of his fellow authors.
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Many thanks to horror author, Robert Ropars who interviewed me for Kink-E Magazine. Robert and I have been friends for some time through the social network, and he asked some excellent questions about my writing life.
He contributes periodically to Kink~E Magazine, and I look forward to featuring him in my author series in the near future.
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Kink-E Magazine is the number one New York City Adult Fetish and Alternative Lifestyle Magazine.
Owner and editor in chief, Marabelle Blue provides monthly articles and interviews featuring people in the Adult World Industry, Fetish Living, Mentors, Models and every day people who live their lives as they see fit.
Read my interview with Robert by hitting the Kink-E Magazine logo, and enjoy! ~eden
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Over the past months, I’ve been involved with the Dare to Wear Love fundraiser, which celebrates the work of Canada’s fashion community while raising money for the Stephen Lewis Foundation. The DARE TO WEAR LOVE GALA caps off Toronto Fashion Week with a fashion runway event like no other, and it’s happening at the Ritz-Carlton this Friday – March 22nd!
Event founders Chris Tyrell and Jim Searle of Toronto-based Hoax Couture have invited 25 top Canadian fashion designers to participate. Get to know more about the designers and whom they will dress! The line-up of models includes: legendary guitarist Liona Boyd, CBC News anchor Dwight Drummond, eTalk anchor Tanya Kim, and many others!
Chris and Jim believe in social justice and created DARE TO WEAR LOVE to help others less fortunate.
As much as I’m looking forward to the fashion show, I’m also super excited about the SILENT AUCTION. All the money from ticket sales and proceeds of the auction will be used for grassroots organizations in Africa to fight the AIDS pandemic through the Stephen Lewis Foundation. There will be amazing items up for grabs including a luxury trip for two to Australia!
Trends may come and go, but generosity never goes out of fashion.
With Chris’ and Jim’s vision to make the world a better place, they’ve created an incredible event where we can ALL make a difference.
GRAB YOUR GALA TICKETS if you haven’t already, and I look forward to seeing you Friday!
Learn more about The Stephen Lewis Foundation and its fight to turn the tide of HIV/AIDS in Africa.
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Last week, I was interviewed by Simon Jones for his podcast, aptly called: Simon’s Groove.
This show is what happens when two former radio talk show hosts retake the mic for a raucous weekly show filled with chat about current events, pop culture and more. Simon’s Groove features interviews, music, movie reviews and corny jokes, too.
Simon and I had a great time chatting about writing, erotica, new projects, and he was every bit as groovy as I knew he would be. He and Unckel Mike really ham it up before I join them. They are hilarious!
Have a listen, and be sure to subscribe to the podcast on iTunes so you never miss an episode!
Listen to my interview by hitting the logo.
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What says more about spring than the birds and the bees, and the flowers and the trees …?
And of course, a thing called love.
Read about love in my books too—eight to choose from and no KINDLE required. You can get a Kindle App for any electronic device HERE.
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“Have you Ever Seen the Rain?” is one of my favorite CCR songs.
In my anthology Spring into Summer, rain is a common thread of the first two stories which take place in spring.
Grab Spring into Summer or any of my eight books available. No KINDLE required. Get a Kindle App for any electronic device HERE.
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Erin Cawood is a UK-based author I’ve come to know recently. She’s a delightful woman and a terrific writer. Her debut novel, Tainted Love is the first of the Valentina Secrets series.
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Dare to Wear Love celebrates the work of Canada’s fashion community and performing artists. It also raises funds and awareness for the Stephen Lewis Foundation, which puts money into grassroots organizations in Africa to fight the AIDS pandemic.
Over the past weeks, I’ve been raising money for the Dare to Wear Challenge by embracing my Canadian style and wearing Canadian. The Challenge ends tomorrow and I’m SO close to my $500 goal. If you’d like to donate, you can do it via this link.
UPDATE: March 7th: Thanks to the generosity of all my contributors, I exceeded my goal! My appreciation to everyone who donated. xox
Scarf by designer OHMJAM
The highlight of this fundraiser is the Dare to Wear Love Gala which takes place March 22, 2013. Event founders Chris Tyrell and Jim Searle of Toronto-based Hoax Couture have invited 25 top Canadian fashion designers to create a one-of-a-kind ensemble from six yards of African fabric. These designs are modelled at the gala by supermodels, dancers, musicians, and other celebrities, as well as winners of the Dare to Wear Love Challenge.
Tickets sell out quickly, so get yours now!
Please learn more about Dare to Wear Love and give what you can.
Below are just a few pictures of what make me Canadian, and why I feel proud to support this incredible cause.
Snow made in Canada, shovel by Canadian Tire
Hat by Nobis, boots by La Canadienne
Boots by La Canadienne
Lipbutter balm by Kona Kare Inc.
Bedhead and passport – uniquely Canadian
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You can also hear me read this story on: Episode #28 of R.B. Wood’s “The Word Count” podcast.
The prompt for this podcast is One. Two. Three. He caressed each bullet in the palm of his hand before slipping it into its chamber…
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James stopped typing mid-sentence and glanced across his desk to where she sat. Her sweet scent alerted him to her presence. He knew she’d return this morning to continue their conversation of last night. Mesmerized, he watched her put down her writing tablet and unwrap the long, silk scarf from around her neck. Curled up in her favorite chair by the picture window, knees drawn, her face revealed a woman of timeless beauty and infinite wisdom. Torn between his love for her and his work, he re-read the three nonsensical paragraphs on his computer screen. They were the same words he’d been typing for the past several days.
She wanted out; he couldn’t imagine writing without her.
“How can I go on if you leave me?” he said. “You’ve given me the best five years of my life, helped me through the darkest hours when I thought I would never see light again.”
“Oh stop it, James.” She pursed her lips in a manner that showed her annoyance. “You’re being melodramatic, cliché in fact.”
He wiped his brow and sniffled. “I need you Calli—now—more than ever.”
She took a deep breath and let her shoulders drop, as if to unburden herself from the responsibilities she held. “You don’t need me anymore, James. I’ve been your mistress, your lover, your confidante, but lately, I’ve been nothing but a roadblock. It’s time I move on. You know I’m right, and ….”
James cupped his hands over his ears and squeezed his eyes shut. “La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la …” He repeated over and over hoping to drown out Calli’s voice. Surely, she had to understand he couldn’t just let her go. Without her, he would never have written his three best-selling novels.
“James, please, stop being childish. We’ve had an incredible relationship—a true meeting of minds, but it’s time to say good-bye.”
He opened his eyes to see a sunbeam brush Calli’s hair and highlight her face in a colorful prism. She was a goddess, beautiful even when he exasperated her. She was the one who taught him perseverance, listened to him ad nauseam as he cried over missed deadlines and rejection letters. She stuck with him and helped him hammer out hours upon sleepless hours of prose, dialogue, narrative, description, and then one day, her persistence paid off. In exchange, he cast her in a thousand scenes, made love to her, worshipped her, but now … her impatience with him hurt more than anything.
“I can’t say good-bye to you,” he said.
“You must.” Her voice was barely a whisper. “You’ve come to an impasse with your writing, and the only way to move forward is to let me go.”
He pouted and cradled his head in his hands. “Now who’s being cliché?”
Calli released a heavy sigh and slowly rose from her seat. She glided gracefully toward James. When she stood in front of him, she gathered up the skirt of her flowing, purple gown and crouched at his feet, resting her head in his lap.
“You know I love you, James. I always will, but I’ve been around much longer than you have, and it’s not good for us to continue like this. You will grow to hate me when your wellspring of creativity dries up, as it is already beginning to.”
James stroked Calli’s head and unraveled her tightly braided hair. He splayed her long, golden tresses down her back, breathed in her clean and earthy scent that held a hint of roses. He loved her even though he’d felt the past months tinged with boredom and lack of motivation. He wanted to believe the feeling would pass, but it didn’t. Only when confronted by Calli did he realize he was too cowardly to end it himself. Now her permission to do so flooded him with guilt.
“Calli, how can I go on without you?”
“You can, and you will.” She picked herself up and knelt in front of him. “Take this.”
He eyed the revolver she held in her hand. “What? Where did you get this?”
“Never you mind,” she said in her characteristic melodic lilt. You know I’ve lived long enough to have many sources.” She slipped her hand into the folds of her gown and pulled out a handful of metal. “You’ll need these too.”
James stared at the bullets she gently placed in his palm. “Calli … no.”
“You must, my darling. It’s time.”
James stared into dark, emerald eyes and witnessed centuries of creative inspiration gone by. She was right, after all. He’d have to kill her if he held any hope of ever writing again. Her lips curved in a tiny smile and she closed her eyes, seemingly ready to accept her fate.
His fingers trembled as he caressed each bullet in his palm before slipping them into the gun’s chamber.
“Farewell my love,” he said with tears rolling down his cheeks.
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James awoke in the middle of the night agitated but filled with wild ideas. He jumped out of bed, flipped open his laptop, and pounded away at a fresh, new manuscript.
If you enjoyed this story and would like to read a collection of erotic flash fiction and poetry, pick up my ebook Hot Flash, which includes two non-erotic stories too.
Click on the cover and LOOK INSIDE to read a sample.
Available at Amazon:
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There is a Kindle App for just about any electronic device (Click here to get one).
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I kick off the month of spring with one of my favorite songs by the great Brook Benton.
You can get wet by reading one of my books if you prefer not stepping in the rain
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